<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 05 Aug 2026 08:35:28 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>pregnancy</category><category>baby</category><category>breastfeeding</category><category>photo</category><category>toddler</category><category>photography</category><category>pregnant</category><category>sleep</category><category>birth</category><category>silent sunday</category><category>The Gallery</category><category>hospital</category><category>meme</category><category>nappy</category><category>new baby</category><category>post-natal</category><category>premature birth</category><category>singing</category><category>twitter</category><category>Chanterelles</category><category>advice</category><category>bad parent</category><category>birthday</category><category>boy</category><category>busy</category><category>child illness</category><category>choir</category><category>food</category><category>hospital bag</category><category>ovarian cyst</category><category>post-birth</category><category>potty training</category><category>pregnancy symptoms</category><category>prematurity</category><category>speech development</category><category>time off</category><category>toddler behaviour</category><category>wee</category><category>2 year old</category><category>20 weeks</category><category>Baby names</category><category>Planning for baby</category><category>Stephen Fry</category><category>Zoo</category><category>anomaly scan</category><category>baby blues</category><category>baby clothes</category><category>baby signing</category><category>bed</category><category>big bed</category><category>biting</category><category>blood test</category><category>body image</category><category>co-sleeping</category><category>contraception</category><category>contractions</category><category>cot</category><category>developmental review</category><category>diarrhoea</category><category>discharge</category><category>feet</category><category>first born</category><category>first trimester</category><category>first-time parents</category><category>formula</category><category>full-time mother</category><category>gender</category><category>handbag contents</category><category>hearing test</category><category>help</category><category>housewife</category><category>husband</category><category>interview</category><category>labour</category><category>mastitis</category><category>midwife</category><category>moaning</category><category>morning sickness</category><category>mum guilt</category><category>neonatal</category><category>newborn</category><category>night time wakings</category><category>nursery</category><category>poo</category><category>preparing for baby</category><category>radio</category><category>scan</category><category>separation anxiety</category><category>sex</category><category>show</category><category>smile</category><category>stomach bug</category><category>tag</category><category>temper</category><category>temperature</category><category>third trimester</category><category>twitterholic</category><category>virginity</category><category>vomit</category><category>weaning</category><category>wedding photography</category><category>work</category><title>InceyWinceyMummy</title><description>... and other nursery rhymes</description><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-8062186589205290504</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2011 19:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-17T21:27:18.076+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chanterelles</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">choir</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">meme</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">singing</category><title>All about me, me me</title><atom:summary type="text">The lovely Tas from Not My Year Off has tagged me in a meme. And not for the first time. I thought I should actually make an effort to blog this time.Ten things you didn&#39;t know about me. Well, I thought about letting you into some deep dark secrets. And then I remembered my husband reads my blog!Then I thought about what readers of my blog actually do know about me. There&#39;s the births, the </atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2011/08/all-about-me-me-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Z8b7swCOrUKGIVczdN_SxScFEJCS4w29JeopTa4lu0-JR0uFtNJVgH-d29ljRxvs-J4iJpG7wuZphZd92XtoWaMfY3lzPGioS_hNL5itVedf1TU2ABfYx6ChZFsFp7Jk0AyhgNZHCzQ/s72-c/DSC_8227.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-5014429479776248203</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jul 2011 16:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-21T18:01:51.612+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">advice</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bad parent</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">potty training</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wee</category><title>Shit Ya Pants?</title><atom:summary type="text">I am not cut out for this shit. Literally shit. Pant loads of the stuff.I knew the success of potty training week was too good to be true too. We had about 10 days of excellent work. Then, at his nana&#39;s house this weekend, Felix managed to do not one poo in his pants, but four. Yes. FOUR poos in the space of five hours. Not one of them on a toilet or potty.I thought maybe this would be a one off.</atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2011/07/shit-ya-pants.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-1770922974168254029</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Jun 2011 09:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-25T21:41:49.529+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">birthday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">potty training</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Stephen Fry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">toddler behaviour</category><title>Oh bum!</title><atom:summary type="text">I always swore I would leave potty training until my children were absolutely ready, able to tell me they need to go, then tackle it in a week. I suppose I thought they would be ready a bit sooner. Especially as both their dad and me were out of nappies by the time we were 2 (or so we are told).Felix turns 3 this week and despite being perfectly capable of using the potty or toilet (he&#39;s been </atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2011/06/oh-bum.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgakPNXx8uP2st4_5tQJTPqEQhDVsg5iBsRMvlNJjSTfcPCkFEY12Pedd2rvIOWWgd_HpwpIBb4hfGAs5hzPSlCKr5Jm-5Qd5O0SxIG4p4hX-r-oBLZ5ANKfdBoD1alDQqpPG-2L0GJ4XM/s72-c/GoingPotty.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-2217700212535662429</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Jun 2011 18:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-19T22:14:53.622+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">breastfeeding</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">formula</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mum guilt</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">premature birth</category><title>Breastfeeding Leper</title><atom:summary type="text">I had this grand idea that for national breastfeeding awareness week (if it still exists without the funding), I would publish a blog post every day on the subject. Then I remembered I barely find time to post once a month at the moment so I forgot the idea.However, I thought I&#39;d try for at least one post. But there is so much to discuss about breastfeeding as it&#39;s such an emotive subject, so I </atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2011/06/breastfeeding-leper.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-451674841537161126</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Jun 2011 13:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-01T14:39:18.930+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">breastfeeding</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">nappy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">weaning</category><title>Thick and Creamy</title><atom:summary type="text">Ladies and Gentlemen, please be advised that the nappy consistency has changed. I repeat, the nappy consistency has changed.Oh my. In fact, that particular nappy was much like the parsnip and apple that I have just pureed to a smooth mush.The change in nappy contents, was one of many reasons that I was not looking forward to beginning weaning. Alas, it is not considered polite for a child to go </atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2011/06/thick-and-creamy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqQ1EBTHi0g6KVaWucbKfOJ-0TaKtM3tXwGTUR-pJL4GfTP3A6oS3tCRriDkbf9eV5Q1O5fa_znAAcTYO6l-OQofkgE2YXNEn9zChpH80LL5ucoFrmxHJpm2lCnSfoRqn3CevcPhxHPDQ/s72-c/DSC_0876.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-1598293057441708416</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 May 2011 12:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-18T14:18:00.235+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">breastfeeding</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">contraception</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pregnancy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pregnant</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sleep</category><title>I wish I was pregnant</title><atom:summary type="text">We are finally beginning to make some progress with the whole sleep thing. I feel human enough to do something with my time other than mope about, even if my past two attempts at an early night (as sleeping from 8pm-1am would mean a WHOLE FIVE HOURS sleep in one go!!!) haven&#39;t exactly resulted in more sleep. Stupid brain won&#39;t switch off.For those others of you, desperately searching for the </atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-wish-i-was-pregnant.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-4299083745353195630</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Apr 2011 19:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-11T21:35:31.981+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sleep</category><title>I need sleeeeep...</title><atom:summary type="text">We all know that babies wake up in the night and mothers get little sleep in the early days. What we do not know, is how long this will go on for before the baby starts managing longer breaks between feeds.I had never contemplated that at 4 months old, Elliot would still be awake every 4 hours throughout the night given that his brother was sleeping from 7pm until at least 5am if not later by the</atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-need-sleeeeep.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-2010299290235119276</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Apr 2011 18:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-10T19:43:00.952+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photography</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">silent sunday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">toddler</category><title>Silent Sunday - 10 April 2011</title><atom:summary type="text">For more Silent Sunday Posts visit Mocha Beanie Mummy&#39;s blog.</atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2011/04/silent-sunday-10-april-2011.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm2633cisdXjo7Iz6DTA7EOal2uNAdsflpmv4TeFSHaK-nLvpkyZRWjOrgtIhSOkc8ktAn9poLRuFZwx1z_IhkVd8BtpmvARKPeaUx88R-NU0wFDdJIUoJYSHActf6PRf6ap_ANg0nFuc/s72-c/DSC_9160.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-6679465664430308670</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Apr 2011 20:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-03T21:32:28.400+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photography</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">silent sunday</category><title>Silent Sunday - 3 April 2011</title><atom:summary type="text">For more Silent Sunday posts, visit Mocha Beanie Mummy.</atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2011/04/silent-sunday-3-april-2011.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc6P5ELxzHPo_56JPMZ6lIy3XBDbwOafGTPO5qwrTJNnbcIJ3b-KoAOn7oZ6StDSEnS039jLTwTOSB_t3VhiYfIxhwipUH0mIrSxguxGdFi6oQP9FGqvoX3xzdiixpP1TZ_97QdEonD18/s72-c/DSC_9117.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-4598851650509375869</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Mar 2011 20:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-27T22:03:30.542+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">breastfeeding</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mastitis</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">singing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">time off</category><title>A Day Off</title><atom:summary type="text">I hadn&#39;t appreciated how much I needed some time off. But I felt SO good today at rehearsal with my choir, The Chanterelles.I almost didn&#39;t make it. I was supposed to be there yesterday as well, but after being completely knocked off my feet this week when I developed mastitis (more of that another day), I wasn&#39;t sure I&#39;d be up to it. And more importantly, I didn&#39;t think taking time away from the</atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-off.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-6976538531537475854</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2011 21:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-13T11:16:43.482+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photography</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">silent sunday</category><title>Silent Sunday: Pancake Day</title><atom:summary type="text">For more Silent Sunday pics or to find out what Silent Sunday is all about, head over to Mocha Beanie Mummy.</atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2011/03/silent-sunday-pancake-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFN4FiltjnnYT_FmExOMCIrpwjo_GRwraoHilXoger4dtuN2cNxbCH2gBk0Z7aKBnXPU8CjkNjr5sTeuclOwIbUQq9nLyOfiUMd04Vukx-f4d2DR18eRm0fq-01_akcxhGA1eF_psvyEw/s72-c/DSC_8866.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-5590829925262124696</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Mar 2011 20:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-01T21:27:32.056+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">biting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">breastfeeding</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pregnant</category><title>A Biting Chance</title><atom:summary type="text">This afternoon, Elliot and I (Felix was at nursery sticking tissue paper to a tree) went to visit a heavily pregnant friend. She&#39;s pregnant with her first child and is due to give birth next week. AND she lives within walking distance of our house - VERY exciting.Whilst we were there, Elliot had a feed. Within this annoyingly short (5 minutes) breastfeed, he managed to suck his way off my nipple </atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2011/03/biting-chance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-8210065966663409582</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2011 14:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-23T14:25:21.602+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">smile</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Gallery</category><title>The Gallery: Expressions</title><atom:summary type="text">My poor baby must be feeling severely unloved due to the lack of photographs of him so far in comparison to his big brother by the time he was the baby&#39;s age! I suppose that happens with many second children. Particularly if the eldest is still young enough that he would destroy the camera if it were left somewhere easily accessible to the parents.With that in mind, and having noticed on Twitter </atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2011/02/gallery-expressions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhojbmnkyJm11khOlFKn2OZBomUXVs-ldzjtk5pNm0ubNqnwMZISHjsUni5JkX9apjQU2l1WVhj8fI0i2O067i_tJaFsYAZuFZ2Y-JcZWoKlsd2DJ0IaIf9coYlYMqXEupRgspNsJGYSZA/s72-c/The+Gallery.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-564204603884692699</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Feb 2011 21:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-17T21:56:00.191+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">speech development</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">toddler</category><title>Aliens and Robots</title><atom:summary type="text">Felix, age 2, is finally beginning to talk more and we are enjoying fuller conversations with him as a result. It is highly entertaining.For example, on the way back from nursery this week, his daddy asked him if he&#39;d had a good day and what he&#39;d been up to. Feeling quite tired, he went for the answering questions option, rather than offering anything more to the conversation himself.Daddy: Did </atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2011/02/aliens-and-robots.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-1252908090138531763</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Jan 2011 20:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-27T20:54:23.830+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">body image</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">post-birth</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">post-natal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sex</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">virginity</category><title>The 29 Year Old Virgin</title><atom:summary type="text">Having sex for the first time after giving birth is a little like losing one’s virginity all over again. How will it feel? Has my body returned to normal? Will my jelly belly put him (or me) off? And the longer you go on NOT having sex, the more of a big deal it becomes. The more you just want to get it over and done with.  Well, I’m there. I want to get it over and done with. I’m not expecting </atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2011/01/29-year-old-virgin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-8542338404594021831</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Jan 2011 11:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-16T11:29:57.891+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photography</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">silent sunday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">toddler</category><title>Silent Sunday</title><atom:summary type="text">More Silent Sunday images can be found on Mocha Beanie Mummy&#39;s blog here.</atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2011/01/silent-sunday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2hBF4vKjShC2my6KOrgK45WY9jqIXl5XvC7uPe2gZS1Ohr5QOVMf1HrhOV9rKgRQcKJgFRvRwlnsozPu-4HFI7sPtPcVMQB3g_MMzsiAk_VJFsW8xLQ0RtgKxp3OYWDg6Txll4hG0BOY/s72-c/DSC_8757.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-3792402968424493509</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Jan 2011 11:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-16T11:17:27.201+00:00</atom:updated><title>The weaning debacle</title><atom:summary type="text">Baby no 2 will be weaned gradually onto solid foods at 5 months old, as long as he seems ready. And THAT is all I have to say on the subject.See BBC news article here.</atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2011/01/weaning-debacle.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-3615099446970332128</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jan 2011 22:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-12T22:23:49.186+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">new baby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">newborn</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Gallery</category><title>Cute as a Button</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m finally getting involved in The Gallery again (hopefully I&#39;ll become a regular now). It&#39;s run by Tara Cain at Sticky Fingers where each week Tara provides a prompt and we all find a suitable photograph to represent that prompt. This week is Body Parts. And there&#39;s some very brave photos out there so go have a look at them all.For me, the prompt screamed BABY FEET. I have a newborn, it&#39;s a </atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2011/01/cute-as-button.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNrKpoguvP-wNBI18fyLp-ORIdVuf0bifToKyVCo6JouqV_ML3nFse1UfCk5GGmhnrjOxF96n4t1EwgsA8kEqyKhLr0TQQRsmUIbaUCfU-FR5VPsl8z1VwBON9h-TpquaW5sZGDM191Ic/s72-c/DSC_8789.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-7600713851972671266</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Jan 2011 15:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-10T15:57:32.795+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">birth</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">labour</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">new baby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pregnancy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">twitter</category><title>My labour of love</title><atom:summary type="text">Having spent my entire labour on twitter, writing about each stage, it does seem a little ironic that it’s taken me over a month to get my birth story up on my blog.  Well, it started with my waters breaking. I was reading Felix his bedtime story when I felt a pop. Nothing else happened, not even when I stood up. I sort of expected a gush.  Eventually I felt some waters trickling out but not very</atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-labour-of-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTO8ur3-xDQJjAdobEE8mvMKOvvxoXH3zX-Dt39TWsBwaAPkSP_ysuJ5JUgKIaxve1SQ4g45bsuMVOTysz-Y5l2kxxIG4qk8wpRGctcWGv8GWheItDkFmhyphenhyphenFG_KvvCDx1q8Hy_OvvvQZk/s72-c/DSC_8318.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-8209553589153490882</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2010 17:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-15T17:23:43.402+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">breastfeeding</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">post-natal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sleep</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">toddler</category><title>Post-natal Treats</title><atom:summary type="text">A little while ago I blogged about the things I was looking forward to post-birth. I forgot a couple of minor points.Number 5 on the list, I was sceptical about. I mentioned that I was looking forward to a good night&#39;s sleep... but of course it wasn&#39;t likely to happen with a newborn baby in the room. Thankfully, I had at least one good night&#39;s sleep in the week leading up to the birth... so I </atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-natal-treats.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-8531129266632502190</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Dec 2010 17:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-09T17:53:21.920+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby blues</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">breastfeeding</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">post-natal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sleep</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">twitter</category><title>Baby Blues</title><atom:summary type="text">So many posts to write and so little time... I had the baby. Did you notice? I was on twitter (@InceyWinceyMum) from waters breaking on Friday evening until I was rushed onto the labour ward at 6.15pm on Saturday 4th December. Elliot was born just 45 minutes later and InceyDaddy had taken a photo and posted it for me 5 minutes later.But we&#39;ll cover the birth story later. If I don&#39;t talk about the</atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2010/12/baby-blues.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-4661181090605805797</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Nov 2010 18:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-27T18:21:27.586+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">birth</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">child illness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pregnancy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pregnant</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">show</category><title>Man Flu and a Show</title><atom:summary type="text">I have man flu. It&#39;s official. I know it&#39;s just a cold, but it&#39;s the worst cold I&#39;ve ever had. Have been totally knocked for six and want to just wallow in bed all day.I woke up feeling fine on Thursday, but by the end of the day it was already &#39;really bad&#39;. And I barely slept Thursday night. Friday was spent snoozing on the sofa, napping and then off to bed early. Not that I went to sleep early.</atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2010/11/man-flu-and-show.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-5305783121665228589</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Nov 2010 16:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-18T16:18:43.786+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bed</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">big bed</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">co-sleeping</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cot</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">new baby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">night time wakings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">toddler</category><title>A step backwards?</title><atom:summary type="text">So as I read on facebook about how my next door neighbour has successfully potty trained her boy who is 6 months younger than mine, I am considering taking the backwards step of returning my toddler from his big boy&#39;s bed to his cot.Is this a bad idea?He loves his big bed but only uses it at night time as there was no way he was going to stay put in it for his midday nap. So he still has the cot </atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2010/11/step-backwards.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJnrvEBjVJzqVmawW8yfOa1-_4bjrhxmavvWtlGr1Loy7mtH-YkkmYiSlVMrg0cxggUgffPKaGe5baMBXWT_Wt5SP4ZJLEMSIBLl6yQfO4MF0z88z8SQd2ZKTeYAbKhDdmjLPimWA1tS4/s72-c/IMG_0604.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-170335222742273182</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Nov 2010 10:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-08T13:28:20.167+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">feet</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">post-birth</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pregnancy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pregnant</category><title>The Little Long Lost Luxuries</title><atom:summary type="text">Whilst in the depths of late pregnancy, experiencing fatness like I have never experienced before, I thought I&#39;d cheer myself up with a little list. It also whiled away some of the hours spent sitting around in hospital last week (the ones where I wasn&#39;t asleep anyway).So here are the Top Ten things I&#39;m looking forward to when I&#39;m no longer pregnant. And I&#39;ve not mentioned anything about the baby</atom:summary><link>http://inceywinceymummy.blogspot.com/2010/11/little-long-lost-luxuries.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (InceyWinceyMummy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9ZrFLmUiaTQi2PKy8LJT-e_MvKV5dM11tXkFuRKJGxG4Wi0Cq9lm_niZ5AmGx7lcdIj_RViisHyo9i9H4ft7CZZTL06p5DObO2OxBwTwB_ZC06KB-USiznx3sWZTHc8eBHhBT7JKZWm8/s72-c/DSC_8191.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953978279533298508.post-1227068236069932007</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Nov 2010 10:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-06T15:16:19.207+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">diarrhoea</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hospital</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pregnancy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pregnant</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">stomach bug</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">vomit</category><title>Remember Remember the 4th of November</title><atom:summary type="text">Thursday 4 November started off as a seemingly normal day. 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