My life was changed by a boy.
What is The Parenting Jungle about?
Unable to stand watching the thousandth episode of Murder She Wrote, The Parenting Jungle began unexpectedly in May, 2016 when I was off work recovering from having a troublesome chest lump removed. Troublesome being an understatement. In a moment of uncertainty I wanted to decant some of myself onto the page, my feelings and experiences of being a mother. To create a visual record of the wild and wonderful moments I had with my son, one that he could look back on and see his mother at her most human…in just case.
Thankfully, that in case never came, and The Parenting Jungle took root. Why a Jungle? Well I have a Leo lion and, that’s what my parenting journey has felt like, wading through the unknown. Jungles are dark, dangerous, beautiful and full of wildlings and little monkeys. Like family life. Empathetic, realistic and a little bit witty TPJ is a colourful mishmash of my day-to-day experiences and heartfelt posts from where I wished I had another mum to hit me in the face with a soggy nappy and say, ‘You can get through this, it’s OK if you are wearing yesterday’s pants’. A safe place of honesty, solace and support for parents-old and new to dispel that lingering grey thought that we are not ‘good enough!’ We are all different. Diversity is good; look how successful skittles are.
We as parents need to stop beating ourselves down…and other parents down. We are all lost in The Parenting Jungle for the next 18-25 years.
TPJ features parenting tips and tales, photography, family friendly recipes, offers product reviews, lifestyle posts, child friendly days out in the South West and whatever else tickles my mummy fancy. Shared parenting, Separation anxiety, Superhero’s and Sarcasm appear regularly.
Meet TPJ Pack.
I am Jade, creator of #Lionessmama, a (somehow) multi award nominated parent blogger and 29 year old mummy who has successfully kept a child alive solo for almost 6 years. Naively I believed that having degrees in Education and Social work would mean I would have stable footing as a mother. I WAS WRONG and instead have flailed through on the qualifications of being a try’er and a cope’er. I like loose routines, outdoor playing, positive reinforcement, dragon breathing (when you are cross and want to swear) and eating your kids leftovers. A photography enthusiast, I love a camera filter and mustard yellow. A VERY amateur baker. Tea fiend. Living in Devon I put my feet in the sea as often as possible.
The Jungle cub Leo comes out with phrases like, ‘Omnivore dinosaurs eat both mean and plants,’ at FIVE am. The most feared word in my house is uh-oh, because I know that he broke it and it will be expensive to replace. My partner deals with passenger seat parenting remarkably well, but is consequently balding from the stress of living with us. He is the Jungle Tarzan. If Tarzan retired and became a librarian and stepdad.
My parenting journey could be summarised into: I love him. OH WOW HE SMILED, OH WOW HE ROLLED OVER, OH WOW HE SAID MUM, OH YES HE CAN WALK…OH NO HE CAN WALK, OH GOD HE CAN OPEN THE STAIRGATE. OH GOD HE HAS DEVELOPED OPINIONS. OH GOD HE HAS STARTED LISTENING TO POP MUSIC. Although if he plays Justin Bieber in the house I am moving to the shed.
I still love him, but with conditions.