Since becoming a momma to two boys I’ve quickly learnt that they are a totally different species to girls. I am constantly asking my husband if their behaviour is normal for boys. Is it normal they slam dunk each other at every opportunity? Is it normal they turn everything into a weapon to either chop […]
About Becci Nicholls
Becci Nicholls is a 32 year old writer based in the UK. She has been married for over ten years to husband Peter, and they have two young boys aged 6 & 4.
This site is an open invitation into her life, her journey through motherhood, her battle with mental health issues, and her journey through caring for children with special needs.
If you're looking for honesty and somewhere you can come to feel supported and a little less alone in life then you're in the right place.
Entries by Becci Nicholls
My two year old went through a very odd phase of saying ‘please’ after every sentence. He would say please at the appropriate times but also at very inappropriate times. I’ve put together a list of my favourite questions from him: “I eat the crayon please?” He points to the burning flames on the fire […]
Every single day I go to bed wondering if tomorrow I’ll be a better momma. Some nights it’s a fleeing thought. Some nights it lingers and sleeps next to me on a soggy pillow. Being a parent is hard. Emotionally hard. Physically hard. Mentally hard. Just plain old hard. It is the biggest responsibility I […]
As human beings we are all judgemental, some of us more than others. Maybe it’s a western culture thing, maybe it’s not. I cannot stand people jumping to conclusions, but yet I am guilty of it myself sometimes. As a mum you feel constantly judged, so I’ve made a conscious effort not to judge people, […]
Since becoming a mum my punctuality is mostly appalling. As my children get older my punctuality gets worse, well I say ‘my’ but I’m never the reason we are late, my two rascals are. Sometimes there are genuine reasons for our lateness; kids with a fever, nappy changes, sleeping through the alarm, power cuts etc. […]
Some days I wake up like Mary Poppins with the patience of Mother Theresa, mixed in with the determination of Super Nanny. Other days I wake up and within minutes my energy has been zapped, my patience stretched and snapped, and my ability to think before I speak ceases to work. These days leave you […]
Sometimes we get into such a routine of saying ‘no’ to our children, not out of being a bad parent but just because we condition ourselves into having this response. D1: “Can I tip this tub of trains out Mummy?” Me: “No, it’s too messy, you don’t need to!” I say no because it’s convenient […]
It’s possible to go weeks, months, even years without the black clouds heading your way, yet regardless of the length of their departure you always know when they’re on the way back. It’s pretty impossible to describe the feeling to someone who hasn’t experienced them. It’s like your emotions go into lock down and a […]
Having my first child was a shock to my system. When you’re pregnant you receive so much advice it is unbelievable. Now, I’m not really sure who wrote this rule but, being pregnant means that any Tom, Dick, or Harry, known to you or unknown, can give you advice about how to rear your child […]
I actually began writing this post last week and then broke away from it. Circumstances that week made me slip into a dangerous self-loathing zone, and I felt like a fraud writing an upbeat blog telling people they are good enough as the are, when infact I actually felt ready to give up. I felt […]