Netmums and Me!

If you use the internet and are a parent, trying to conceive or are pregnant, you’ll have heard of Netmums (unless you live under a virtual rock!). What do you actually know about Netmums though?

I’ve been a Netmums user on and off since I fell pregnant with Kieran (so 2004). During that time Netmums has evolved into the parenting site to rival all others.

More than “just” a forum, Netmums is packed full of useful features, and is easy to navigate which is ideal for me who is a Mum without a huge amount of time, but who still needs information from time to time. I love the fact that I can set my page to my local area so that I can receive relevant local info as well as national. Days out, local services and news are just as important as the world-wide going-ons and it’s great to be able to access these without fishing around different sites. In fact, that is one of the big plus points about Netmums, at the risk of sounding like a cheesy carpet store advert – you really do have everything you could need or want all under “one roof”.

My favourite sections (those that have been the most helpful to me!) are:

What’s On? Local event’s and days out which I can view by month. A great way to find places for the kids to go, whether you are planning in advance or wake up and fancy a trip.

Noticeboard. Another local feature where local parents / carers can post offering information, asking for help. This works brilliantly alongside the forums (Coffee House) which has much more information but for a quick answer or short-dated info, this is the place to be.

Work & Finance. I don’t visit this section much any more having transformed myself over time into something of a frugality / moneysaving fan but when I first decided to leave my previous career behind to be at home with the then newborn Kieran, this was a well of easy to understand information and resources.

The Parent Bloggers Network. As well as being part of the network (which means my posts go out to Netmum members on the site) I have found some fantastic new (as in to me) blogs that had up until recently had fallen under my radar. There are some very talented, witty, funny and intelligent people out there!

Nearly new. Some great bargains are to be had here! Again a local feature where you can buy, sell or giveaway items. No fees or complicated set ups – just an easy to use way to shift the clutter.

Great content! Throughout the site there is great, regularly updated info, how-to’s, news and pieces of interest. A great way to keep in touch with what is going on it the world around you!

These are just a few of the fantastic things you can find on Netmums! What I do very much like is the atmosphere (if that makes sense?). This is a well run, glossy, up to date side that identifies with what parents and carers want – I know this because they are constantly asking us what we want! There is no moaning and bitching, just an easy to use place to find info to make your life that bit easier or for fun and relaxation. We’ve found some great family friendly recipes, games and projects on Netmums!

If you haven’t visited, or haven’t been by for a while, why not pay a visit? You can also say hi to the Netmums team on  Twitter.

*I haven’t been asked to write this, I asked Netmums if they minded my doing a write-up of my personal experiences and if I could pinch a logo or two. These are my own thought based on my own experiences.

 

I haven’t got THOSE bits!

When I asked for guest posts for over the summer I was over the moon when the lovely Pippa said “Yeah, I can come up with something” (or something along those lines). When Pippa isn’t heckling me on Twitter (you can find her here -but don’t encourage her) , Facebook or similar she is an award winning blogger (AMothersRamblings & PippaWorld) amongst other things, a social media tart and someone I’m very glad to know! Enjoy her post today, I’m sure it’ll strike a chord with more than one of you!

 I haven’t got those bits!

When I was pregnant with my second child, my husband (flyfour) asked if we could find out the sex of the baby. I didn’t really want to, but after some discussion we agreed that we would find out the flavour as we could buy gender specific outfits and also see if we needed to work out another girl name (Flyfour said on our 3rd date, “By the way I have the names of our children worked out”). I was secretly hoping that the baby wouldn’t play ball and would refuse to give us a clear enough view but on the day there was Big Boy in all his glory and the lady doing the scan let us know that she was almost 100% certain that he would be a boy.

Flyfour was over the moon; his son was growing inside of me. Suddenly all the plans he had made for things he would do with his children were coming true (he always knew he would have one of each) and he couldn’t wait to meet the newest addition to our family. Me? Well, I was worried. It wasn’t that I didn’t want a boy or even that I wanted a girl it was just I don’t know how to raise boys. I’m a girl, I’m a sister to a girl. Boys have different bits and do different things and well, are boys!

I would talk out loud to my son and tell him all the things I had told Top Ender when I carried her. I told him about the family members, about what we would do when he was born, the places he would go, the people he would meet and that I hoped he would forgive me for worrying about how I was going to raise him, a boy.

I was worried that my son and I wouldn’t bond. I was worried that I might teach him something wrong. I was worried that I might miss something obvious because I wasn’t familiar with boy bits.

And then he was born.

Big Boy was put on to my chest and I looked at him and suddenly realised that it didn’t matter what sex my child was, the fact was he was my child and I would love him no matter what. Looking at him I felt a little stupid knowing that I had been so worried about something that wasn’t even an issue and I knew we were going to be alright.

It wasn’t until about a year later that I realised that for sure though.

Big Boy was poorly, he kept grabbing at his bits and crying and we were in the living room trying to let everyone else sleep. It was about 2am when I took off his nappy to see that something was wrong. So a quick call to the emergency doctors and off we went, just me and Big Boy, leaving at home a sleeping Flyfour and Top Ender. The doctor looked at him and declared something was wrong; an infection that was causing discomfort but nothing that couldn’t be treated with some cream and antibiotics.

I had known something was wrong, I didn’t need my own penis to work it out and I knew that now there was nothing that was going to stop me being a great mum to a little boy.

Flyfour can give him the talk about the birds and the bees when it’s time though!