Starting Nursery.

So, Little Knight starts Nursery NEXT. WEEK. This post is a bit rough and raw but reading it over and over to edit is making me feel so sad. So this is it. 
I ordered name labels and bought all of the things she needed ages ago, thinking it was still ages away so I didn’t have to think about it too much. However, now it’s next week and I need to get her all ready to go when I’m not feeling very ready at all.

Now, when I’m being logical I KNOW that this will be brilliant. She will get so much more stimulation than I can provide and will thrive with the other children. The teachers are all lovely and she’ll learn so much. We will all benefit from having more structure and routine to our days and the weekends will be extra special. I’ll actually have some 1:1 time with Baby Knight too which we’ll both love.

But, I’m not the kind of person who is always logical. I am a sensitive soul and wear my heart on my sleeve. And so is my girl. How will she cope without me? What if people aren’t kind? What if they don’t understand what she’s saying? What if she struggles with her coat? What if she thinks I’ve deserted her? Etc etc etc.

Little Knight has never been away from me, my husband or immediate family before. She used to really struggle when separated from us but has improved so much over the last year. This is just the next step. But it feels like a huge one! 
I cannot wait to read this back in a few months and think “it wasn’t even that bad!” Right now I just keep thinking of her first week of drop offs and it makes me feel so sad. We talk about nursery all the time and she’s excited to go but I know when I say goodbye she’s going to get really upset and I’m going to have to do my best big smile, kiss and goodbye. I’m sure I’ll then cry all the way home and sit and look at baby photos of her whilst clock watching. Such a great use of time.

We’ve planned an exciting trip at the weekend to celebrate her first week. I think it’ll be nice for us both to have something to look forward to and we’ll both need a treat! Then we can just rest as she’ll probably be exhausted. 
I know a lot of you will probably be reading this thinking “IT’S NURSERY! Stop being so dramatic!” but I won’t write a chirpy little post when I’m finding it so emotional. Please let me know if you felt similarly or how your child settled into childcare/nursery/pre school. I’m hoping I won’t be the only teary parent at the school gates!

Thanks for reading,

Knight Mummy x


Turning three.

So it’s happened. My little baby, the one who made me a mama, has had her THIRD birthday and it feels so incredibly grown up!

Turning 3 means big changes in the Knight household as she’ll be starting nursery in September. I have really mixed emotions about it all and it’s weighing on my mind but I think I’ll give it a post of it’s own.

ANYWAY. We had a super busy couple of weeks in July. Baby Knight had his dedication at church and then we had a family garden party to celebrate. (WHY is it such hard work hosting at your own home?! I ended up painting 16 fence panels that week when in reality nobody cares about my fence!) Little Knight also had a home visit from her teachers and then a ‘stay and play’ session at nursery. It was my husband’s birthday and then Little Knight’s birthday within a few days of each other. Whilst all of this was happening I was prepping and packing for a week holidaying in Devon. I was relieved to finally get away!

We kept Little Knight’s actual birthday quite relaxed due to being so busy. I felt a bit guilty about not planning her a party (yes, I’m that mother who feels The Guilt about everything.) but she really enjoyed being able to play with all of her presents throughout the day. 
The next day we packed up the car and embarked on a 3.5 hour drive to Devon. The kids were brilliant and we only had to stop once which was much better than I dared hope for. We stayed in a Manor House and were very well looked after by the lovely lady who owned it. My parents, sister, brother in law and niece all came too and we all had THE BEST time.
We ate scones, went to the beach, shopped, went swimming, visited beautiful little towns and generally just enjoyed spending time together. Baby Knight and Little Knight were so well behaved and just loved being busy and going out all the time. 
We had a little tea party on the Sunday evening so that Little Knight could have a birthday cake. Every time I had asked her what she wanted for her birthday in the weeks previous she had just requested a birthday cake. I’m enjoying that while it lasts as I imagine next year I might get a shopping list. 
We’ve never been to this part of Devon before so we had lots of exploring to do. Little Knight started each morning with a “So. What we doing today?”

Mr Knight hadn’t used any annual leave for months so we really appreciated having a whole week of quality time together. It’s a lot easier getting out and about when you’re not outnumbered! We’ve all already booked to come back again next year as we enjoyed it so much and I can’t wait! It’s a bit crazy to imagine as Little Knight will be finishing her year of nursery and getting ready for SCHOOL (you think I’m being dramatic this year, just wait!) and Baby Knight will be running around.

Thanks for reading,

Knight Mummy x

Keeping young children busy.

Twoligans. Threenagers. etc. etc. It’s a funny stage isn’t it?

My daughter is turning 3 this week (sob) and she just has SO MUCH ENERGY! I need a lot of quick activities/games that I can whip out and keep her occupied or reset her mood if she’s having a difficult day.

Here are a few we’ve been enjoying lately. Hope you find them helpful. They are all fairly quick to set up and cost barely anything.

Threading pasta onto spaghetti. I think I’ve mentioned this one before but it’s a classic and great for those fine motor skills. Also good with cheerios instead of penne pasta.

Sticker colour matching. I did random blocks of colour all over a piece of paper and then gave her a sheet of coloured stickers to match them up. I have a stock of these coloured stickers as they are so useful and you can get them from pretty much anywhere.

Tissue paper tunnel. We managed to get 2 activities out of this so it was well worth the effort of ripping tissue paper and taping to her table. She enjoyed crawling through it and hiding for ages. When that got boring, we got some scissors out and a bit of cutting practice.

Glitter glue. I put down a little messy mat and let her create her own picture. It’s quite tricky to turn the lids and then squeeze the glitter out so it was a good challenge. She also loves anything messy! I gave her a glue spreader to play with the glitter once she had squeezed it out so it lasted a bit longer. You can get packs of these from pound shops and places like that.

Sand pit/table. We’ve got her a big bag of play sand for the last 2 Summer’s and they tend to last us the whole season. She just has a bucket, spade and random shapes and old toys in there.

Baking. I am not a natural in the kitchen by ANY stretch of the imagination so we just buy ready made kits where you throw in an egg. They are super easy, pretty cheap and don’t take too long so Little Knight’s doesn’t get bored halfway through and abandon ship.

Painting. We do paint inside with the messy mat down too, this was an example of extreme painting! (Though please note how CLEAN the actual paper is…) Sometimes we use plain paper or make cards or I rip the colouring pages out of her magazines for her to paint.

Role play.  This is probably Little Knight’s favourite at the moment. We have a doctors kit, a cash register, a play kitchen, a baby and cot and this is us having a tea party with some teddies. (Also managed a cheeky cup of tea, just to get into character, of course.)

Shadow play. Little Knight rounded up a few toys, I tried to find the most unusually shaped ones, and put them in front of the door when the sun was shining through. I like this on a warm day when you don’t want them to be in the main heat of the sun.

Cornflour ‘gloop’. I mixed some cornflour with water and then poured it all over a few toys in a tray (make sure it’s a tray with sides!). She enjoyed pouring the mess all over her Teletubbies for ages, I’ve also done it with cocoa powder so it’s like mud. I then filled a bowl with bubbles and water and she gave them all a bath. Repeat x100000 times.

 Shape sorting. I used masking tape to mark out shapes on the floor and then we hunted around the house for certain shaped objects. This could obviously increase to more shapes as your child gets older and needs a bigger challenge. You could also get them to mark out the shapes as they advance. 


I hope you find a few of these useful! Please feel free to share your own easy activities for keeping your children out of trouble.

Thanks for reading,

Knight Mummy x


Learning from my children.

I had a complete parenting fail this morning. Earlier in the week I had signed us up for a new baby and toddler class and I was feeling so brave going somewhere brand new on my own with both of them.

It didn’t quite go to plan but my children taught me an important lesson today about looking at life with positive eyes.

This is how the morning went from my view:

We were rushing about getting ready AS ALWAYS and left the house a little later than I wanted. I had quickly checked how far away it was on my phone and it said 20 minutes. We arrived 35 minutes later and I was EXHAUSTED as the walk was full of hills, I had the pushchair and buggy board to push and obviously we were late so I was practically jogging. Oh and did I mention that it was raining? Classic. So we get there and I just could not find the class, we were walking around for another 10 minutes and  there no sign of it. When I checked my phone properly I realised we had gone to completely the wrong place, by which time we’d missed the class anyway.

So we started the wet hike home. My daughter had been so excited to go and although she handled it well, I still felt awful so we went to the shop where I bought her a Kinder Egg and a pack of cookie mix to bake at home to ease my mama guilt. 

By the time we got home, we had been out for 1 hour and 30 minutes FOR ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.

However, after chatting to my daughter, I realised that if you were to ask my children what we did this morning, it would look a little different. 

Baby Knight is 5 months old and just loves being in the pushchair so he was thrilled to have an hour and a half long walk.

Little Knight thought the rain was so exciting. She stood on her buggy board singing her heart out and loved pointing out dogs/buses/an ambulance etc. We even found a family of snails as it was raining! She couldn’t go to the class BUT we then went to the shop and she chose a Kinder Egg, which are her favourites, and inside was the last Barbie that she needed to complete her collection! She was so happy! We then got some cookies to do some baking when we got home. 

My children actually had a really good morning and didn’t think their mother was a complete waste of space.

Actually, here are some positives from our morning:

  • My kids are happy.
  • I had a cracking workout so tonight I can just chill out.
  • It filled our morning.
  • We all had some fresh air.
  • Baby Knight had a good nap.
  • We have cookie mix so we have an afternoon activity.
  • We can just go to the class next week.

There is something so beautiful about our children’s perspective on life and I think we can all learn something from them from time to time.

Thanks for reading,

Knight Mummy x


The second born.

When I had my first baby, she had my complete attention 24/7 (which is good as that’s when she was hungry!). From a very young age we had Parent and Baby groups, Baby Massage, swimming lessons, Tumble Tots and would often go out for long walks which would involve a coffee shop.

This time things are a little bit different. My little boy’s “social life” is basically being dragged along to his big sister’s activities and going to have his immunisations. What a hoot.

I would often just sit and cuddle my daughter whilst she slept and we could spend hours snuggling on the sofa. My son rarely has that luxury as I have to feed/clean up after/play with his sister so if he’s not being fed himself, he is often in his bouncy chair or on his play gym. Which were actually bought for his sister and now they’re his.

I made sure I wrote in Little Knight’s baby record book fairly regularly whilst Baby Knight doesn’t even have one.

Before I sound like the worst mother on earth, the one thing he has exactly the same of is love. Oh my goodness. This boy is absolutely delicious and I adore every ounce of him.

I had been feeling very conscious of the fact that he hasn’t had the same treatment (oh hey there mama guilt!). But when I really think about it, I think he has a pretty sweet deal.

For a start, I’ve done this mothering thing for a few years now and whilst I’ll never claim to be an expert, I know a lot more than the first time! With Little Knight I was always worrying about how much milk she was getting or if she’d napped or the temperature of the room or if she had socks to match every outfit (true story). Whilst I obviously enjoyed her babyhood, I am so much more relaxed this time round. I can SEE that’s he’s happy and healthy. Nothing else actually matters.

He also has my shining star of a daughter as Big Sister right from the beginning and she ADORES him. Their relationship is really incredible and I’m so happy that they have been blessed with a sibling, it’s a bond like no other.

So maybe he doesn’t go to loads of classes or have my undivided attention all day but he does have a (mostly) calm and confident mother who knows now that time goes so quickly. When I’m feeding him or if he does snooze on me, I make sure to really drink him in. They are babies for such a short time and I want to enjoy as much as I can. Also, Little Knight starts nursery in September (whole post on its own) and I’m determined to try some sort of baby activity.

This sweet boy has come in and made our family feel complete. It may have taken us nearly 4 months to get any photos up of him but who cares? He lights up when we talk to him and has started gurgling back at us. My boy wants for nothing and is surrounded by so much love.

Matching socks are boring anyway.

Thanks for reading,

Knight Mummy x


A tale of PND. 

This blog post is a special one. My little sister has been incredibly brave and opened up about her battle with Post Natal Depression in a bid to break the stigma behind mental health and potentially help someone who is struggling.

This is her story in her own words.

“The midwife had just handed me my beautiful baby who I had been waiting to meet for months. This was easily the best moment of my life but it’s also the moment when my life changed forever.

Things got off to a rocky start because apparently babies never read the birth plan! After over 50 hours of labour I was exhausted and was constantly worrying about not having enough energy to push or carry on. Eventually they decided to break my waters which made me feel like I couldn’t do it myself (completely not true). Then I was rushed from the midwife led unit to triage due to some complications which stressed me out completely. Once I was told to push, my baby appeared very quickly, almost ripping me in half. Then I was rushed to theatre where I was treated for second degree tears which resulted in me having a haemorrhage. This wasn’t part of the plan and definitely not how I imagined things to go.

After being in hospital for 2 days, baby Page decided that she didn’t want to latch on so I was unable to breastfeed – another devastating blow! (Not that I was ever against bottle feeding). I think this is where it all started.

For days I was feeling generally ‘sad’ but I just put it down to the baby blues. Obviously I was over the moon with my beautiful baby girl but something didn’t feel quite right. After 5 months, I knew that I needed to do something so I booked a doctors appointment without telling anyone – not even my husband.

I spent 20 minutes sobbing to the doctor who was amazing and listened to every word I said. It was nice just to talk to someone who would listen without ‘feeling sorry for me’. After my appointment, he prescribed me some anti depressants and wanted to see me in 2 weeks. I left that doctors surgery feeling vulnerable, hopeless but relieved that I finally had a reason why I felt like I did.

The worst kind of sad is not being able to explain why.

That night I finally plucked up the courage to tell my husband. I don’t know why I was so scared to tell him because I knew he would be brilliant. Yet again, I broke down because I just wanted to feel normal again. After I told my husband, I went into the next room and told my mum (I still live at home). Obviously, I sobbed again and so did she. It felt nice just to cry and not have to hold anything back. The next day I knew that I would have to tell my sister, mother in law and my nan because they deserved to know and I trusted them all. However, I couldn’t bring myself to do it so I cowardly asked my mom to tell them for me.

Eventually, everyone who needed to know, knew but I still refused to ever talk about it. I never wanted to cry in front of anyone or talk about how I felt. For over a year I had this ‘secret’ that only a handful of people knew. I felt embarrassed, ashamed and selfish. My daughter didn’t ask to be born to a mother who spent a lot of her nights feeling sad. I never wanted sympathy, I just wanted people to understand why some days I didn’t seem myself.
However, 15 months later I can say that I’m back. I’ve been officially discharged from the doctors and I’m happier than ever. My daughter is becoming a beautiful little girl, I have the best family and I can’t wait to see what our future holds. Also, I can’t thank my husband, family and friends enough because without them, I wouldn’t be me.

This past 15 months haven’t been awful. I’ve had some really really good times and looking back, why should I have been sad? Postnatal depression is an illness and it can happen to anyone.

I haven’t wrote this post for you to feel sorry for me because you don’t need to. I’m a very lucky lady and I have everything I need. I just wanted to raise awareness about mental health.

If you are going through something similar then please talk to someone! Take one breath, one day at a time; it won’t always be this hard!”
Powerful stuff. I’m so proud of my sister for how she’s coped over the last year and for pouring so much of herself into these words. If you want to keep up with her and that beautiful Little Page, you can find her on Instagram at @bethy2410 and @ourweaningstory where she posts recipes and meal ideas for kids.

My sister has been so brave to write this so please show her some love.

Thanks for reading,

Knight Mummy x


You can’t pour from an empty cup.

This week is Maternal Mental Health Week. Now I do think that we have come a long way in talking about mental health BUT that discussion can never stop as there will constantly be new women embarking on motherhood and experiencing all these new emotions.

How often do you get through a day and realise you can’t remember when you last ate something? Or you lose track of when you last washed your hair?

It’s like spinning plates. We try to keep on top of all of our commitments and often it’s looking after ourselves that is the first to drop off the priority list and smash.

I know that between children and the house and going to work and all of our other obligations, time is scarce. This is why we need to consciously set aside some time to focus on ourselves and recharge.

Once a week, we go out for a walk to our local florist and pick some flowers for the living room. We all get some fresh air, they brighten up the room and it feels like I’m treating myself.

Maybe you could read a book? Even if it’s just a chapter when the kids are in bed, I find that it feels much more soothing than zoning out on my phone or infront of the TV.

This might sound like an annoying one, but a workout always puts me in a better mood and it’s time spent on yourself, even if the children are present. Personally, I aim for 3 workouts a week and they vary from 10-30 minutes depending on the kid’s moods. I can’t get out to the gym anymore so I have a few DVDs to do at home but you could always use YouTube. I also try to get it done in the morning because as the days goes on, I know I get less and less likely to do it.

If you can, GET OUT THE HOUSE! Go and meet some friends or sit in a coffee shop and just enjoy not having to think for a while. These children don’t half take up some head space!

Everyone has their own way of taking out time for them self. Maybe meditation is your thing or something as simple as painting your nails? Whatever it is. Do it. Sometimes the washing up will just have to sit on the worktop a little bit longer and THAT’S OK.

It is completely normal to feel exhausted, overwhelmed, bored, lonely, sad or scared. Or all of the above. In the same week. This having babies business is HARD. Never feel like you have to be a hero who can do everything on your own. Nobody is handing out medals, ask for a break!

I always feel like I’m a better parent once I’ve had a chance to think about myself and recharge, so everyone benefits. It’s so true that you cannot pour from an empty cup.

1 in every 5 women experience PND. This is something that an hour off will not fix so if you feel like you are drowning, please speak to somebody. There are numerous organisations and charities that will help you as well as your GP and Health Visitor. Just don’t suffer in silence.

If you can’t seek help for yourself, remember that your baby needs you to be fit and well.

Thanks for reading,

Knight Mummy x