Some days are just plain old bad days, and feel rubbish right from the word ‘go!’ Today my 2yo woke the whole house at 3am and shouted “Time o clock mummy! Time o clock daddy!” Which when translated it means ” Time to get up mummy and Daddy!” He also woke The Hulk, oops, I […]
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 boys love getting messy. They love digging, sprinkling, eating, pulling-apart; you name it, they like it! I love doing sensory activities with them. I have two very different children, so I do it for two very different reasons. My 3yo is a Sensitive Child. He has a heightened sense of smell. Textures effect him. […]
My boys love making a mess, and getting creative. My 2yo is obsessed with painting, but even more obsessed with eating it! The amount he consumes during the painting of an A3 sheet of paper is crazy. This is why I decided to create an edible paint. I basically put food colouring into condensed milk. […]
Some of us get offended easily. Some of us don’t. But I guarantee if you are a parent to toddlers you’ll be offended by them, very offended. And not just on one occasion, but on several! Daily! My kids offend me a lot! My children are my world, I’d sacrifice anything for them, and do […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]