Last week Eden turned eight whole months old. Time really is flying and it’s hard to believe that she’s closer to a year old than newborn.
We’ve all seen the ads, the posters in Dr’s waiting rooms, in hospital birth centres, labour wards and antenatal clinics. The ones that are given to you before birth, after birth… Probably during birth in some places. “Breast is best”. That slogan promoting breastfeeding. Breast is best for your child. Nothing else is as good.
Lately we’ve seen a new phrase pop up. “Fed is best”.
This is a post that’s been playing on my mind for a little while. I’ve always thought that when you have kids, you become very reliant on your own parents for advice, guidance and help. I’ve always heard that having a child brings particularly mothers and daughters closer. Your mum becomes the person you turn to when you need something – she raised you so she knows what she is doing, right?
(I’m not normally a trigger warning person, but putting a trigger warning here for loss, grief and talk of terminal cancer)
Somehow, and I’m not sure how this happened, Eden is seven months old! That’s more than half a year old and is completely ridiculous if you ask me! We’ve gotten up to plenty this month, so here’s the seven month round up!
You know those magical, funny or memorable moments that flit by in the blink of an eye? That’s an X moment. The moments that you’d like to capture and frame forever, so you could go back any time you choose and relive it. The moments that you might never come across again.