When I was in my third year at university, juggling the responsibilities of looking after a newborn with the pressures of essay deadlines, I’d often hear “I don’t know how you do it”. My standard response was to smile blithely, shrug my shoulders and say “it’s no big deal”. At […]
One thing I’ve always said with absolute certainty, from as soon as I was pregnant, was that SB would be educated through the medium of Welsh. It seemed like a no-brainer. Daf and I were both educated in Welsh-medium schools, where we spoke and learned in Welsh until the […]
Deep breath. Big girl pants on. It’s time. When I found out I was pregnant with SB, I never pictured this stage. I could imagine a baby; maybe even stretch to imagining a toddler, but I could never picture us as parents to a pre-schooler. That’s where we’re at, though. […]
If we demonise young mothers as ‘chavs’, ‘slags’, ‘uneducated’ and so on, you turn them into an ‘other’. A generation of ambitious, smart and educated girls will think “Well, that’s not me”, and they’ll take risks.
I had a look in one of those pregnancy diary things I got right at the start the other day… think it’s from a baby milk company or a toiletries company or something, I’ve got too many to count. It says that on week 24, you should – Get a […]