I’m sitting here typing with red, blue and purple stained hands, because I’ve just been trying to coax my daughter into playing with gloop. For those of you that don’t know about gloop, it’s just cornflour and water. It’s makes this goo
that, when touched in any way turns solid, then when you let go it’s back to being liquid. It’s good fun, and you can also add food colouring if you like, which as I have just discovered can be VERY VERY messy! My fingers are the evidence of that. I’m not too sure how long it will take for this to come off. I didn’t intend to use quite so much food colouring but little plum knocked my arm and half the bottle went in! Eeek! Oh well, big deal, whatever. I don’t sweat the small stuff, or at least I try not to.

I’m Natasha Page, and this is my blog.

On 5th November 2010, I became a Mum.

Plums first birthday

I have discovered since giving birth to my daughter that I find parenthood and the whole lifestyle around it so fascinating. Everything and anything baby related has sort of filled my brain and as much as you might want to shout at me ‘there’s more to life you know!’ I just don’t care; and actually, I’m not sure I agree.

Nothing in my life has ever evoked a passion in me like this. I am so enamored with breastfeeding, baby wearing, all the cute activities you can justify doing everyday because it’s good for the little ones motor skills and mental development, like making gloop and running your fingers through it. I’m pretty confident that I’ll really love my Mummy role forever, even those teen years. I’m nervous about them, sure, and I’m not in any rush to get to that stage, but I still look forward to the challenges and the life experiences they will bring.

As any parent will tell you nothing is more rewarding than your little ones smile. You feel yourself overflow with pride and happiness, you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. For me that feeling is my reason for living.


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