They grow so ruddy fast. Seriously, I feel like no time at all has passed and before you know it Mabel is 7 months old. Yet so much has happened in the last month in terms of her learning and progress, sometimes I really wish there was a pause button.

I went ahead and invested in the Avent steamer/food processor as many of you recommended. It is a bit of a luxury (I appreciate that I essentially already have the tools to accomplish what it achieves) but my goodness, so convenient! and you know what? that’s exactly what I need right now.

We are slowly moving onto textured food in general and Mabel has been trying all sorts of lovely fruit and vegetables for herself that we place on her tray whenever there’s an opportunity. As you might expect most of it ends up on the floor, smeared around her face or in my barnet. I swear some days I am sporting what one might consider the entire ingredients required to create some kind of natural hair masque. Unfortunately I cannot report an improvement in the overall condition. Just the odd piece of carrot or butternut squash to increase volume.

Mabel is now sitting up for relatively long periods of time unaided and chatters and laughs away incessantly at just about everything and everyone, she really is a bundle of sunshine and joy. Most evenings after she has gone to bed, although it is nice to spend some time just James and I, I find I miss her terribly. Going up and down the stairs numerous times to check on her must be good exercise though right?

The most significant change this month has been that Mabel has officially started nursery. The first time I had to leave her for a full day I sat in the reception area and cried. There was already a box of tissues and one of the very kind staff offered to make me a cup of tea. She told me not to be embarrassed and that it happens all the time – hence the readily available Andrex.

I couldn’t ask for a better nursery in terms of the environment, without boring you with the details it’s very shiny and new with every conceivable piece of equipment you could imagine from a designated sensory room to purpose built tipis in the garden area. Part of a very successful nursery “group” this particular location was further expansion that just happened to be five minutes down the road from where we live. They have only been open since March yet have already achieved an “outstanding” rating by Ofsted. All of the food is organic, I receive a detailed daily report on what Mabel has been up to from when she arrived to the point I’m standing there ready to take her home and they have a night sky lit with a thousand twinkling stars on the ceiling of the “sleep” room.

Do I sound like I am trying to justify her being there and not at home with me? I do that a lot. The guilt is crushing, packing her tiny person belongings the evening before is heart breaking. Yet I know it’s fine. I know she’s doing really well and after a few initial wobbles is happy and content.

Every time I go to collect Mabel, her face lights up like Christmas, and although I wouldn’t change my job for the world, it really is the best part of my day. Of course if I could have her at home with me and simultaneously manage my own business then I would. But I can’t. So I’m dealing with the situation the best I can.

As always please do share your experiences and thoughts in the comments section, and feel free to ask any nursery related questions (although I didn’t include too many details in this feature as you can imagine, from research and experience so far I’m sure I have a lot to share!)