I’m Katie, an Americanish mum/mom. American because I grew up in New York, -ish because I’ve been living in Britain for about a decade, mostly in Glasgow. It’s very wet here but Glaswegian swearing is hilarious, so that kind of makes up for it.
What’s with your blog name?
This is the Popple.
My husband and I started calling her Popple because she would curl up in a ball on my chest like the popular 1980s toy. Remember Popples? They were marsupial-like stuffed animals that had pouches on their backs that they could roll up into. Brightly coloured and unintentionally creepy, they had names like Potato Chip, Putter and Pretty Bit. The 1980s were a weird time.
Anyway, I lived in Chester for a few years before the Popple came along, and I used to blog about my adventures in England and Wales and the food I ate along the way. Then I had a baby, and I realised that my adventures would be different from now on. Just taking the Popple to the supermarket is an adventure. In fact, taking her ANYWHERE is an adventure. So is learning how to stop her crying, how to stay awake during 4am feeds and how to get poo stains out of sleep suits. My world is so much smaller these days, but so much richer. Also louder. Man, this girl has a powerful set of lungs.
Join me as I try to figure out this whole parenting thing, one awkward baby step at a time.