Articles Tagged: The Newborn Diaries

Toddler Tales: Baby's first birthday

By Jennifer Barton, Aug 29, 2011

From womb to walking, baby D has really come full circle in the past 12 months of her babyhood.

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The Newborn Diaries: Daddy dearest

By Jennifer Barton, Aug 23, 2011

Baby D is obsessed by her father these days. And I am beginning to understand what is meant by that impenetrable father-daughter bond.

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The Newborn Diaries: Baby does wedding season

By Jennifer Barton, Aug 12, 2011

At a friend's wedding in May, I had everything in place: a stylish spotty-print vintage dress, a not-so-stylish-but-terribly-fun pair of false eyelashes and a killer pair of heels. I left my liveliest accessory behind: baby D, thinking that babies and weddings probably don't mix too well.

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The Newborn Diaries: Bulldog vs. baby

By Jennifer Barton, Aug 2, 2011

Which one of these two adorable creatures is more stressful? The baby or the bulldog?

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The Newborn Diaries: Cry baby

By Jennifer Barton, Jul 26, 2011

The other day my husband said to me (and this is more or less verbatim): "So, do you think Diana's just been pretending to be normal for the past 11 months and now she can no longer hide that she has your genes and is actually completely crazy?"

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The Newborn Diaries: Mummy-stential crisis?

By Jennifer Barton, Jul 19, 2011

As baby D approaches the one-year mark, I've been starting to think a lot about the past 12 months. Pregnancy, marriage, baby... so much has happened in a short period of time and during most of it I was either too exhausted, vommy, hormonal or busy to process any of it.

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The Newborn Diaries: Holy babe

By Jennifer Barton, Jul 12, 2011

Baby D has renounced the Devil (well, I did, on her behalf). She's officially a C of E christened, (and therefore holy, right?) babe.

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The Newborn Diaries: Not-sleeping beauty

By Jennifer Barton, Jul 5, 2011

Whenever anyone asks me if baby D sleeps through the night, I smugly smile and say, "Yes, we're very lucky." Until one day a couple of weeks ago, when my (irritated) husband turned to me and said: "You realise Diana gets up about five times a night, right? And I'm the one waking up to deal with things?"

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