Guess who slept in his own cot ?ย 

After almost a year of sharing our bed last night  I confidently put bear into his cot…

….We both survived! !!!!


I’ll admit that the motivation behind his transition to cot had more to  do with the fact that I couldn’t breathe, my throat felt like fire and someone was blazing matches into my eardrums … the thought of a now well bear catching this virus again scared me more than a few tears of protest from him.

And honestly …. I just wanted to sleep !!

Lead up

Having said that though, I have been concidering the move for the last week or so. He really is getting too big to be in our bed and sleeps well in the cot at school.

Blanket fort

So over the weekend I turned his cot on its side, threw over a blanket and taa daa…

….a blanket fort.

He loved the fort and spent hours going in and out with his trucks and cars.

Mamma even abandoned the adult world and climbed in with him.

Time will tell

Night one done and dusted and here’s holding thumbs for night two. After all it only takes two weeks for a habit to form and maybe now this mamma will get more sleep ๐Ÿ˜‰


2am the hour for poets and teething baby mamas. …

Its 2am

For the last 45 minutes I’ve been rocking a miserable,  feverish, weepy eyed congested bear. 

Those top two teeth are in a lock down battle with his gums and as I rocked him gently back to sleep sent a silent curse to the tooth fairy to let her know just what kind of a b*tch I think she is.

Toothache is one of the worst pains and I can only imagine what our poor little mini human must be going through.

Feeling very sorry for myself for now being wide awake the contemplation of freezing while going to the loo is a hard dilemma as lay under the warm duvet. 

Afraid to move, knowing even the slightest movement will cause a misrible bear to stir and scream out from the pits of toothy pain hell. 

Too cold to move and truthfully too exhausted to breathe let alone make the ten steps to the bathroom.

Eventually, my child producing body could no longer hold the demands of my “too much coffee at bedtime ” bladder and I must venture the darkened room towards the bathroom.

Quietly and very slowly I raised myself from the bed. Holding my breath in fear that my movement would wake bear. 

And off to the loo….

I wondered as I sat on the icy seat how many mamas were awake doing the pj drill with me?

How many mamas would be holding their eyelids open in the morning trying to get through a day of mundane work and house chores dreaming of a few uninterrupted hours of pure blissful sleep ?

As I write this , I’ve sprayed bears nose twice . I’ve cuddled him more and I’ve watched as he moaned in his sleep.

I doubt I’m getting much sleep tonight mamas 

And as for that tooth fairy …..

Im not a fan 

0The mundane , the chaos and the daily

Life happens..

Sometimes it also grabs you and runs away with you. The bear household has been amazingly busy lately and this mama has found herself well and truly overwhelmed and knee deep in the depths of “way to much to do”


August is our busiest month with me , Kiki and Sbear celebrating birthdays. Somehow this diva mamma forgot about planning her own birthday this year in the chaos of kikis Harley Quinn birthday and Sbears 21st this Friday.

To complicate our birthday calender all bears friends are celebrating their first birthdays and so our little socialite has a busier social calendar than his parents.

Then of course there’s been the planning of his first birthday for next month….


Im happy to report that all wedding planning has been sorted , ordered and paid for. The final small details will now thankfully not take every lasting moment of my time ….roll on wedding bells.

Back to work

This mama has chosen to take a flexi job as sadly one needs to earn money to pay for Doula studies ๐Ÿ˜‹ 

Going back to work has been a lot easier and less traumatic but I must admit the mommy guilt is real and my separation anxiety hits a ten on the mommy radar hourly. 

Back to school

I’m very happy with my choice of school for bear. It’s homely and although I doubt any school will be able to live up to my expectations ,bear is happy.

A few tears in the morning but he is settling nicely.

I think also knowing that my child is mearly at school for a few hours a day makes it easier.

I did of course sort his babynastix classes before he started class๐Ÿ˜

 Fun mamma website

Yes… my silence has been working on a wonderful website with small shop attached which if all technical fairies grant my wish should be up live next month.

So in the midst of life and chaos I can truly say , after breathing deeply, tripping over the wedding clutter and running after a now active bear, this mamma final has a few minutes to herself to pour into her blog.

To every busy mamma …I salute you. .. keep up the awesome work! 

Moms and babes Tableview

Way back last November I attended my first ever moms and babes class.  Those of you who remember the review will recall how much I wondered if I would gain anything from the lessons (being that bear is the baby of 7 kiddies  )

We are now in our 3rd term and Im genuinely concerned what we will do when Bear finishes his last term.

Vanessa has not just become our friend but also one of Bears favourite trusted adults. He spends hours staring at her in class (my boys first crush ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚)

We’ve met so many wonderful mommy’s and their amazing bears along the way and made a few lasting friendships.

But the question was always what would bear gain that he wouldn’t get from me at home ?


We started the classes when bear was 8 weeks old. Just a tiny newborn … nine months later I have a confident, social little boy who is not afraid of new people or groups. He is comfortable to leave me and explore his environment and loves playing with the other “babas”


I battled to bond with bear as a newborn . Broken ankle didn’t help either. Whilst I loved and adored my little bear cub I felt distant from him. 

 Our moms and babes classes have given me the chance to connect with bear.  To enjoy his cuddles and have become a special sacred time for just us. 

So much so that my new half day position allows me off on a Thursday to attend lessons. 


Because of this I’m able to be in tune with bears needs and he is a much happier little boy. In fact we are very lucky. We are blessed with a smiling bear constantly.


Bear loves to sing and clap. We use all the songs from his lessons and he now sits in the car chair as we travel doing actions to the songs he knows. 

I love watching how he claps his hands to ‘if you happy and you know it’ or how he tries to play ‘pat a cake ‘ with me .


I find I’m more award of his milestones than I was with the other bears and I’ve noticed he had reached his milestones a lot quicker than normal . 

He seems to grasp concepts very quickly and had developed both a nice attention span (for a baby) and a curiosity about the world around him.

Gross and fine motor

Bear has very strong and well developed gross and fine motor skills.

He crawled and stood early.   I atribute this to his tummy time exercises and the early classes where we aided in baby sitting.

He also has wonderful fine motor  skills and doesn’t struggle with his pincer grip …just ask my cheek that he pinched last week ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚


Bear is never bored. 

I find in school I can see the days he isn’t stimulated.  He needs no sleep. After a moms and babes lesson an exhausted bear will often nod off for a nap๐Ÿ™„

We usually reinforce what he’s learnt at home and bear loves to redo the exercises he’s learnt.

Repetition is the key to learning at this age.


Again I always feel safe when a new activity is introduced as I know the program was designed by professionals and the instructors are well trained.

Bears favourites

At the moment bears favourite activities are the action songs, sensory pools and posting boxes.

Moms favourite

Mine have to be the cuddle time while I read him a story and the messy play. There is something too cute in watching a little one squish a new texture between their fingers.

Im greatfull each week that we chose to continue with our lessons.