This love is a good fruit
but I wonder,
if it is mine to pick.
(Will it rot my insides?
Will it grow trees? 8 more words
It’s ten degrees above average where I am in North Carolina today – which isn’t a big deal, considering that April has been beautiful here, and we’ve been spared the kind of weather that’s been disastrous in other parts of the country. 1,123 more words
It seems to me that one of the biggest misconceptions out there about Baby-Led Weaning is with regards to texture.
BLW does not mean that you only give your baby finger foods (I mean, what on Earth are those anyway?), it means that you give them your food, whatever it is. 270 more words
A few weeks ago (just after I competed in the Wolf Run), I was driving back to university in South Wales from Chesterfield (J29 on the M1 for those of you who don’t know) when suddenly my hands began to feel what I can only describe as ‘fuzzy’, my legs followed suit and my body felt out of control. 633 more words