The Nappy-Free Journey #1

"She should be doing it by now!".....
"Yes, but she isn't!"

I am getting a little pissed at people telling me how to bring my daughter up.  Little girl is 2.5 years old, and "should" be nappy free.  But who sets the guidelines for when an individual child is ready to leave the nappies behind?  Is it really a case of 'one size fits all'? 
The health visitor along with other nosy busy bodies well meaning folk, all tell me the same thing.  With Big Boy, I never worried.  With Big Boy, I didn't have the pressure to 'get it right'.  With Big Boy, I was allowed to say "I've never done it before". 

Little Girl is a law unto herself, she is intelligent but simply isn't ready to say goodbye to nappies.  Should I force the issue?  Should I make her fear the toilet?  Should I make her uncomfortable, just because some 'one size fits all' health professional says she should be nappy-free? 

I'm digging in my heels.  The 'OSFA' health professional (and all the nosy busy bodies well meaning folk) can piss off and terrorize someone else..  We are on a toddler-led nappy-free journey and I won't have anyone telling me otherwise because one size certainly does not fit all.... 

Dare to Bare

With the glorious weather we've been enjoying, who has dared to bare?  I, for one, am not one of the brave, lucky or toned.  My milky white and hairy belly with it's obscenely large belly button and rather attractive tiger stripes has been safely locked away (if you discount the hour or so that I was participating in that wet t-shirt competition).
What about your legs?  Are they a glorious shade of gold or do they still resemble milk bottles?  Mine are the latter, I won't provide any evidence, honestly.

Tonight, I came across this article on the Daily Mail.  30 "everyday" women submitted their bikini photos to xojane.com for inclusion in THE XOJANE AND GABI FRESH FATKINI GALLERY: 31 HOT SEXY FAT GIRLS IN SKIMPY SWIMWEAR gallery.
It may or may not be your thing, and while I salute the ladies who took part (and envy their confidence), flashing my jelly belly and thunder thighs on a beach really won't be happening anytime soon.

Jogging Bottoms & Drawstrings

Ahead of 6yo's first big expedition with Beavers, where he's going to be taking part in plenty of "big boy activities", I've been lumbered with the task of hunting out tracksuit bottoms that actually fit.... 
 "Easy", one might say...
"I disagree" would be the response from me.... 
6yo, while healthy and hungry (most of the time), has a little problem.  His legs are too long for his waist.  His legs, while vaguely resembling 2 pieces of cotton, are just the length they should be for his age.  His waist, on the other hand, can fit into his 2 year old sister's clothes (not that we've tried this out mind).  Ssshhh!!!! 
I shop specifically for trousers that have adjustable waists.. I particularly like Next clothes because they also have "slim fit" and "plus fit".... And, the "slim fit" fit him well!  Every item of waist, bum and leg wear 6yo has, includes an adjustable waist.  


Unfortunately, needing an adjustable waist causes a problem when searching for tracksuit bottoms.  Today, I traipsed 2yo through Adsa, Next, Boots, Peacocks, Sports Direct and Tesco, looking for tracksuit bottoms with a REAL drawstring.  
Why oh why do children's clothing designers feel the need to put "ornamental" draw strings on their jogging bottoms?  It's simply cruel, dashing my hopes time and time again.  Not one of the shops have a solitary pair of jogging bottoms with a REAL drawstring.  
In the end I went for trackies from Sports Direct and have spent most of the evening 'doctoring' them to fit 6yo. 


On the plus side, we now have everything we need for the Beaver Camp!!! :D

The start of something great....

This could be the start of something great... a relationship of sorts, a relationship between myself and my keyboard, between you and the Delirious Duck.  I can't promise words that inspire or sentences that flow but I can promise lots of random ramblings.

I could be described as a "Jack of all trades, master of none"... 

My friends would probably describe me as "a little bit crazy with a heart in the right place"...

My children could say I'm "cuddly and the best Mummy ever"...

My Man would say I'm a "temperamental bitch" (Surely that's a woman's prerogative though?)

People who don't know me may think I'm "rude and aloof".

I'm a mother, a sister, a daughter, a wifey, a friend, a student, a cook and a cleaner.

I am The Delirious Duck...