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Diary of a Crazy Baby – Four Months Old

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Eat. Play. Sleep. Repeat. That is my life now, right there in that sentence. It’s like Groundhog day over and over again (read about my Groundhog experience with my firstborn son here). And don’t get me wrong, I love it, but I forgot just how monotonous having a baby can be. Monotonous Monotonous Monotonous. Someone get me out of the house Monotonous. (more…)

Diary of a Crazy Baby – One Month Old

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Holy crapoly. She is here. She is here. My second tiny human is here! What the heck am I supposed to do with such a tiny baby again? Can someone please tell me? … And … Why is there a bunch of fuzz floating around where memories of the first few weeks of my FIRST tiny human’s life should be??!! Was I asleep …like…the entire time? Probably. WTF. (more…)

My Real Birth Story – Cath Lankford

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My Real Birth Story – Cath Lankford Pregnancy a second time is a weird thing. It’s as if you’re a glutton for punishment! I mean yes, you hopefully get another beautiful baby out of it, but you know what’s coming the whole time. You know that at the end of the process there is something the size of a BASKETBALL that needs to exit a very tiny hole to get out of your body… (more…)

Babies Are Time Stealers

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Oh Em Gee. Babies, huh?! God DAMN they are gorgeous and hilarious. Yes they are, but they can also be the craziest of time stealers. And when I say that babies are time stealers, I mean that they LITERALLY MAKE TIME DISAPPEAR for their parents without anyone ever noticing! I am not even kidding. I swear to god, I am so busy with the baby every day (and the toddler for that matter), that I get up in the morning, think about the long day ahead, FUCKING blink and all of a sudden it’s bed time.AND FOR THE FREAKING LIFE OF MY I HAVE GOTTEN NOTHING DONE ALL DAY. Although…hooray for bedtime! Woo! Let me explain this phenomenon further. (more…)

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Instagram post 2319668174269478198_2224857444 What?! It’s normal, right? 🤦🏻‍♀️ Give me a hands up 🙋🏻‍♀️ if your kids are like this too 😂🤞🏻 #PleaseDontLetItJustBeMine #WellICantHelpItIfTheExpressTheirLoveByThrowingChairs
Instagram post 2318952143419045733_2224857444 * JOKES FOR DAYS ! * So, my son loves nothing more than to make us laugh... And you know, I bloody LOVE that about him, because boy oh boy how I really love to laugh!! #laughteristhebest And so because if that, we have taken to telling each other knock knock jokes. The worst, worst WORST kinds of knock knock jokes to be specific. Which have been told so many times over that they are no longer remotely funny. #KayMaybeTheyAreStillALittleFunny In fact, wanna hear some of his favourites (that I might add, he always gets wrong) so you can share in the joy too? Oh good. Coz here goes... Knock Knock. Whose there? Bear. Bear who? Bear bum. *insert crickets* Or, knock knock. Whose there? Orange. Orange who? Orange you glad I didn’t say banana? *cough... silence* So... yeah. That’s what my life is these days... 😂 #livingthegoodlife . Do you know any good you can share with us so we can expand our repertoire? Please dear lord, share them below so I can teach him something new tomorrow 😂
Instagram post 2317499714328491867_2224857444 * FUCK ME, THEY ARE SO BLOODY DIRTY! * Do you remember a time (pre-kids) when you imagined having kids? Your days would be filled with endless laughs, endless adventures, endless love... And I bet you that not ONCE did you imagine the fuck load of laundry you would have to do when it came to living that adventurous life, did you? Bloody hell I know I didn’t. But yesterday (when I obviously felt like living on the edge), I took the kids for a walk to the end of our street whilst we hunted random puddles to jump in. Like this bad boy right here ☝🏻 “Jump!” I commanded. “Live your best mud splattered life”. And they did. Oh the memories I just knew they would make! But the washing that came afterwards made me want to throw myself out of the actual window. Was it worth it? Meh. Will I let them do it again regardless? Probably. Because kids are so controlled these days. And I liked that, even if it was only a few minutes of muddy joy (and a lifetime of laundry for me), they could really be kids. And they could experience the giddy, silly freedom that being a kid should bring. Are you a muddy puddle jumping family? Or do you steer clear! Share below xx

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