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Boob with a View
You start out on the sofa, perched precariously between piles of pillows, maybe a horseshoe-shaped one in pink or blue gingham, bolstering your massive boobs, baby clutched to you for dear life,...
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Attached at the nip
I hadn’t even heard of attachment parenting before I had a child and in fact didn’t come across it as a notion until very recently. After having my second child and moving to a new area, I was browsing...
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Down but not out
When the BUBs were very small there was a phrase that made me uncomfortable, largely because I didn’t know what it meant. People used to say “When do you want to put the baby down?” or “What time does...
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Catalogue of rejection
Like most expectant mothers, I often found myself snuzzling up to fluffy blankets in shops, cooing over bunny-emblazoned bed linen, clasping tufty-eared creatures to my bosom, dreaming of a pink sleepy...
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The wife of bath
Most nights I get in the bath with the BUBs. Not every night, but most. I’m sort of aware that this might not be normal practice, but it’s just a routine we’ve got into and something that I consider...
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Armpit
Walking through a shopping centre the other day I saw a Dad with a newborn baby tucked under his armpit. I mean, literally, under his armpit. Pushing the pram with one arm, baby under the other, he was...
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