This post has taken a ridiculously long time for me to publish and that’s not because I wanted to make sure it was really well written, but because I’ve ummed and ahhed about whether to publish it at all. Ultimately though, I need to get it off my chest and then I can start blogging properly again. So here we go! Some of my close friends and family will understand the feelings and events between the lines but for those that only know me through my blog then I hope you will get the gist of what I’m trying to say!
Generally I would say I’m not really a fan of slogans on children’s clothes. While I was pregnant with Krish I inevitably began looking at baby clothes and was disappointed by the amount of clothes covered in stereotypical gender behaviour phrases. Phrases such as “Mummy’s little angel” and “Watch out, little monster about!” I think there has been a big improvement in the way boys and girls clothes are presented in terms of choice and I have seen several examples of positive slogans that would inspire both boys and girls. But there is still much to be done…..
It’s been a busy few weeks in the Ravalia household. First nights out, first steps, first hair cuts, first full nights sleep and first school visits. Carry on reading for the full stories.
This is the final chapter in my series of blog posts to celebrate the twins turning 1. So far I’ve talked about pregnancy, the birth and my time on the maternity ward. In this post I hope to touch on our new NICU routine, the reality of being a parent to a child in NICU, highs, lows and of course the all important milk production.
I promised you the next instalment of a trilogy blog to celebrate the twins turning 1, would be all about the birth and our time in NICU; but I’ll be honest…I’m so much of an over sharer that this trilogy is going to turn into a series! This post will be about the day the twins arrived: c-section, recovery, meeting the twins and entering the NICU unit for the first time.
Coincidentally I spent today with a fellow NICU and twin mum that I met during our time there, who I am now fortunate enough to call my friend. We were chatting about how surreal it feels to now have one year olds and reminiscing about our time as NICU mums.
Anyway here’s our story….
Everyone knows being a parent can be as tough as it gets but being a parent when you’re ill, brings a whole new meaning to the word tough! Oh and I don’t need to remind you that child illness in this house comes in twos at least! The fact that I’m even still capable of writing this blog post is a small miracle.
If you check out my Instagram posts you might notice the hash tag #operationreducescreentime
I am mindful of the amount of time Krish spends watching screens; be it my phone, our TV or our tablet. That doesn’t mean there aren’t some days where he watches way too much! In fact there are some days I swear from waking up to going to bed, he moves from one screen to the next, all day long; only stopping to eat and use the toilet.