• Guest Posts

    Jayne’s Birth Story

    Jayne has been blogging at Mum’s the Word for over two years and started Maternity Matters with Susanne after deciding that she wanted to use her birth experience to help other families who’ve suffered a birth trauma. This is the story of the birth of her daughter, known on her blog as Sausage.  I’ll start with my pregnancy. I found out that I was pregnant on the night before Christmas Eve, 2007. I’d been ill for a couple of weeks, randomly puking, and I thought I’d picked up a bug. But it got worse and worse until I started puking up blood and Husband decided that enough was enough. We…

  • Days Out

    London Sites That Made Me A Cool Mum

    Never be confused about what to do in London again! There’s plenty for kids to enjoy, with enchanted Harry Potter nooks and the double-decker tours (at the top of course!). There are also loads of free activities, like quirky museums, free cinema and skateboard-bound street art exhibitions. After a day out in these places, my kids were singing my praises as the coolest mum this side of the River Thames. Skateboard Park The South Bank isn’t all about posh concerts. A skate park lurks underneath Queen Elizabeth Hall: just don’t let the kids ride in the half-pipe without the right gear. The scenery is fascinating as it’s one of the…

  • Family Stories,  My thoughts and sorrows

    10 Reasons I LOVE my husband for….

    Don’t laugh! If you already read my previous post 10 Things I hate my hubby for.. then you will know why I have to write this post as well LOL Well I just don’t want to be misinterpreted and let you think that I actually hate my husband. So here it is – I love my husband because: 1. He loves me back! 2. He loves me the way I am – slim, pregnant or fat! 3. Because he is the best dad in the world! 4. He is a DOG person like me – we both hate cats! 5. We like the same kind of music – ok ok…

  • My thoughts and sorrows

    Weird mum…

    Last night…on the way home to my poorly daughter….travelling in a packed train…(oh how much I hate that!) a lady or mum should I say…with her two year old in a pushchair struggling to stand up really. She had this massive back pack and was standing in front of the doors… Well I should probably be sympathetic don’t I? But nobody could pass her and there was this massive space behind her on the aisle!!! So I asked if I can pass her and she gave me the look! And there she was just fidgeting by standing in front of her pushchair. I just can’t understand!!! I mean people asked…