2020: You can't polish a turd, but you can roll it in glitter
If ever there was a saying to sum up how I'm ending this year, the above, my friends, is it. But despite the utter shitshow that has been 2020, there have been some wonderful moments too. And so with Christmas almost here, I'm sprinkling as much glitter as I can find on this turd of a year.
My two standout moments have got to be 1) falling pregnant again, and 2) having the time to invest more time in this little corner of the web I call home. Yes, unlike my rapidly ageing boat race, Mother Bluffer has been given a bit of a facelift for 2021. And while it's still very much a work in progress, with lots of things still to come, I thought it was time to share the all-new MB, and my (wanky word drop alert) vision for it.
With baby number due in a few months, getting MB back online properly couldn't have come at a better time. However that's not the main reason I'm here once again, rambling on. I actually started thinking long and hard about what I really wanted this site to be well over a year ago. And the answer is simple: a judgement-free zone where parents might find some help, comfort, reassurance...all of the above.
I have always had such an unbelievably positive response to my blog posts – the good, the bad and the downright ugly – it's no exaggeration to say sharing my experience of motherhood first time round quite literally saved my life. So while this is still very much a space for me to overshare as only I know how, my hope is that one day I can convince others to offer up their experiences too.
Some of my biggest learnings as a parent over the last three years have come from other carers of small people. I also know that in some of my darkest early hours as a mum, all I wanted was to read that someone else understood, experienced the same hardships I was facing and have somewhere I could go to find help. And I would love nothing more than Mother Bluffer to become a space that offered even an ounce of that.
Come say hi
So here is my plea. If you have a story, a topic, shit, anything related to parenting that you would like to share or think might help others, please get in touch via the contact page (which comes through directly to me). Posts can be anonymous if you'd prefer, I'd just think there is so much to be gained from hearing other people's experiences - no matter what that might be.
In the not-so-distant future, from me at least, you can expect everything from geriatric mum chat (that's the technical term for me now, apparently. Fuckers), trying to remember anything about how in the fuck you look after a newborn and how to deal with a three-year-old whose attitude is both awful and admirable in equal measures.
I will be talking more about postnatal depression too. As much as I cannot underestimate how excited I am about having another baby, what dominates my thoughts a lot is whether PND will rear it extremely ugly head again. The good news is this time around I'm much more aware of the support services available - many of which I have shared over on the support page.
Elsewhere at my little online home you'll find some blog posts written during the first year of Rex's life that seemed to resonate the most with others (the farting faux pas was a particular crowd pleaser). I'm hopeful a read back through them will give me some idea of what to do - or not - with this next tiny human.
Finally I should say I spent ages trying to decide on a new look for the site, wanted to set up a sparkly new Instagram account for it, add filters and a gorgeous theme that would look wonderful. And then I pulled my head out of my ass and realised the very point of this website was to be anything but polished. Because that is not a true reflection of parenting. Parenting is, of course, wonderful, but it can also be utterly shit sometimes too. Literally. And if you're going to find anywhere that very accurately addresses that balance, it's here.