Mum and baby playgroups are an excellent opportunity to meet other like minded mums in your local area. At least, that’s the idea. And your little one gets to ‘socialise’ with other similar aged babies. Or does she? I’ve been going to a playgroup in my local area once a week since my baby was around four months old. My family’s not around, I didn’t have any mummy friends near me, so I was really looking forward to getting out of the house and meet mums who live in the same area. I was a new mum, and I genuinely thought that I would meet the perfect circle of new mummy friends. Oh, how wrong was I. It’s not been all bad though. There are good, and there are bad points about baby groups. Let me share with you my experience with playgroups. You probably won’t find new mummy friends…

We live in an apartment, not in a house. Not ideal, but at the moment, with a small child, it works great for us. We moved from one bedroom to two bedrooms when I was pregnant to have a bit more space. You know, for the tiny person who comes with a lot of stuff. I have recently visited a friend, who lives in a house and I couldn’t help it but feel a bit jealous of her small rear backyard. I love the fact that you can just open the back door in the kitchen and let your little one run around outside, keep herself entertained for (hopefully) more than ten minutes. I’ve lived in an apartment most of my life, and it didn’t bother me too much when I was growing up. It wasn’t something unusual. In fact, most of my friends lived in flats as well. Of course,…

Reaching yet another milestone in baby’s busy life. It’s been a good few months since she started crawling and standing and cruising around furniture, but finally, she took her first few steps on her own, at just over a year old. I think it’s time for the first baby shoes. Since she took the first steps, she’s been getting more adventurous and brave. Too adventurous for my liking. At first, it was only a few wobbly steps from one side of a coffee table to the other while holding firmly onto it. Ok, the ‘holding onto it’ part only came after a long time trying to convince her that it’s less painful this way. But she learned at last. These days it’s more like a monkey that jumps from one tree to another. She learned to climb. At first, it was a TV stand, then a sofa, and now she discovered that the…