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Hello world!

 Hello and welcome to my first blog post. Yay! I thought it was about time I started my own blog when I realised my output on Facebook was probably slightly above average and my thoughts and life documentation could probably be collated somewhere a bit better built for that kind of thing. So, here it is! 

I guess I’ll kick things off with a bit of an introduction. For those of you who don’t know us, we’re the Cuzzocrea’s. That’s the Cuzzocrea’s of North-East England, worst Italians in the world, with a husband who calls bolognese ‘gravy’ and a ginger baby. Yep, that’s us! 

My husband works in banking (no, he doesn’t get the big bonus, much to my dismay!) and I am, technically, a Graphic Designer. I say ‘technically’ because I actually fell pregnant with our lovely daughter, Maya, during my last few months of university. A mixture of bad timing meets extremely noisy biological clock ticking! So, I didn’t really get to do all the cool career stuff that should have followed but I’m a big believer in learning lessons from everything and moving forward in the best way possible. 

Well, what a journey it has been! It seemed like a good idea at the time. ‘Hey, let’s have a baby! I’ll take some time out, knock a baby out, then get straight back on that career wagon a few months later. How hard can it be?’ ‘Haha!’, said God, as he put his feet up with a bowl of popcorn. He laughed when I fell pregnant months before I expected to and he laughed even harder on day 14, when I started puking. He laughed again when it continued morning, noon and night and once again when I couldn’t eat a thing. He was tickled when I tried to complete a Final Major Project with crippling daily headaches and the energy of a charity shop slipper. He got his mates over to watch when I graduated with my big pregnant belly sticking out of my gown, in front of hundreds of people and got his betting book out when I declared I would be having a silent labour and that breastfeeding would come easy because I was having a natural birth. Pah! 

So, apart from providing God with some highly comical entertainment, I think it’s fair to say I’ve learnt some lessons. Mainly that life definitely doesn’t always go how you planned it but if you arm yourself with the right information, trust your instincts and use your support system, all paths can lead somewhere good. 

Pregnancy, birth and parenting is life-changing but that doesn’t mean life-over. It means growing as a person and finding new ways to live it, love it and nurture it. 

I really hope to inspire other parents to do the same. It really pays off to learn to trust yourself as a parent and to trust your baby. People said that to me at first and I didn’t quite get the meaning of it all until I actually naturally started listening to myself and not the impending opinions of others. I literally just woke up one day and realised I had the answers, I knew my baby better than anyone and I got this! 

So, for now and the foreseeable future, I am a stay-at-home-mam (<northern lass ;), interested in all things babywearing, cloth nappying, attachment parenting, breastfeeding, co-sleeping and, most recently, home-educating. If any of these things are your bag too, then please feel free to follow this blog, comment, get in touch, share your own story or whatever. It’s great meeting new friends who have similar interests and I love discovering new paths to follow.

So, here it goes, anyway. Hope you enjoy!

Lots of love,

L x

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