My name is Kelly and I am a hard worker. I have high standards for myself and I strive to live up to them every day. If I don't get it right then it really bothers me. There are no excuses, no reasons why something cannot be done correctly. I will always be on time, I will always be properly turned out. I will be prepared for every situation and I will do everything perfectly. I want your praise, I want you to be surprised and pleased at how well I have done something. I want recognition for a job well done. I do not suffer fools gladly, I have no time for people who do not care about the task at hand. I want to be the best.
My name is Kelly and I am a artist. I want to spend my time writing and making and planning. I surround myself by pretty things that make me happy. I want to day dream. I want to walk and walk. I love taking pictures, writing in cafes, people watching. I want to buy beautiful things and fill my house with them. I want to be inspired. I want to forget about day to day things and just create. I want to let my imagination run wild.
My name is Kelly and I am a mum. I have a beautiful baby boy who I love more than I ever thought possible. I am constantly amazed by his smile and his laugh. My heart feels like it will burst every time he looks at me with love and trust in his eyes. I want to cuddle all day long. I want to teach him, I want to watch him grow. I want to look after him and keep him safe. I want to teach him manners and values. I want to be proud of him. I want to be the best mother in the world. I understand that it is not easy, and that some days I will fail. I hope that he will never hold that against me.
My name is Kelly and I am tired. I am cold and fed up. I am twisted and sad. I want you to go away, I want you to shut up. You cannot understand my pain and I don't want you to. Who are you to offer advice? I cry. There is a lump in my chest and it will not go away. I am scared. I am agoraphobic, claustrophobic, xenophobic. I am angry. I rage inside. I am swept away by the sadness and injustice in this world. I want to crawl under the duvet and never come out.
My name is Kelly and I am a wife. I love my husband so much and I am grateful every day that I met him and that things worked out for us. I want to be with him all the time. I want to be close to him. I want to provide for him and look after him. I want him to be proud of me. I love being in a relationship like ours, full of understanding, trust, love and respect. I want to scream sometimes when he does things to annoy me. I want to make him laugh, I want him to cheer me up when I am sad. I want to be with him forever, I want to grow old with him and watch our children grow up. I gave my heart to him and I am looking after his.
My name is Kelly and I am an introvert. I like to be alone. I like to read, to think, to worry in silence. I don't want to talk about it. I want to think about it. I want to spend time with myself. I want quiet. I don't like telephone calls, text messages are my lifeline. I don't want to go out in the evening, I prefer a film or a book. I don't like crowds, I don't really like most people. I don't make friends. I make a terrible first impression. I am shy. I want to potter without interruption. My own company is the best I know.
My name is Kelly and I am funny. I like to mess about. I love a belly laugh, I find my own giggles infectious. I love being with my oldest friends and laughing until my sides split and I cry silent tears of joy. I love to do my impression of Dory speaking Whale. I do comedy tap dancing when friends need cheering up. I love to dance, wherever I am. I love to do silly dances to make Mr C laugh. I dressed up as a ladybird when 41 weeks pregnant to cheer myself up. I love humour and language. I love the relationships that I have with certain people that means that I can rip the piss out of them with no fear of misunderstanding or upset. I am quick witted and sharp. I can't wait to share laughter with my own children.
Who are you?
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Friday, February 26, 2010
Laughter cures all ills
It is a long time since I did a post like this but I felt the need to share some blogging love, and these posts have cheered me up and made me laugh recently.
I love all the posts on Slightly South of Sanity, but this post, The Spandex Years, had me in stitches.
This post from Laura at Are we nearly there yet mummy? about photocopying her face gave me a super flashback, I had a photocopy of my face on my bedroom wall for years!
I love reading about the exploits of Flea on Who's the Mummy? and this post, The Weird and Wonderful World of Flea had me smiling for days. I love the funny things that kids come out with.
Finally, over at Brits in Bosnia, Fraught Mummy (or should that be Calm and Collected Super Yummy Mummy) is telling us that it is all about the way you tell it in The Mistress of Spin.
Hope you enjoy x
Today SUCKS
God I am tired. Piran is still ill and now Mr C has been struck down so he is in bed too. Right now, for the first time today, they are both asleep. The washing machine is on again, the tumble dryer is rumbling away. The front room is tidy again, the kitchen is clean. I have sterilised and made up bottles. I managed to fold some clothes from yesterday's washing. I have scrubbed poo off more changes of clothes than I care to remember.
My MIL popped in earlier to see how I was, found out that Mr C was home sick, and immediately left. Nice.
My head is spinning, thumping actually. I had better not be ill.
There are so many things that I would like to do, so many things of my own, to write or read or sew, but instead I will continue to try and keep on top of things here instead.
Right, poor me whinge over. Apologies!
On a lighter note, did you see my new finished blog look? I am so pleased with it.
My MIL popped in earlier to see how I was, found out that Mr C was home sick, and immediately left. Nice.
My head is spinning, thumping actually. I had better not be ill.
There are so many things that I would like to do, so many things of my own, to write or read or sew, but instead I will continue to try and keep on top of things here instead.
Right, poor me whinge over. Apologies!
On a lighter note, did you see my new finished blog look? I am so pleased with it.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Onwards and upwards
Firstly I just wanted to say thank you for all your lovely comments on my last post. It really helps to know that we are not alone in this!
We went to see the doctor. Every time we go we see someone different but the man we saw today was so lovely, he took the time to talk to me about everything and just explained that it is a virus that should clear up in a few days and that we are doing fine. It made me feel a whole lot better.
Piran has been much perkier today, there have been a lot more smiles, a lot less sleeping and even a little bit of playing. That said, there has also been a lot more vomit and much more poo as well. Doesn't seem to bother him so I seem to be the one suffering now! The sun came out this afternoon so I wrapped us both up and we went to the park. He went on the swings for the first time, and after a very wary look at the beginning seemed to enjoy the gentle swinging. The fresh air helped my head too.
Thanks again, from me and from Piran x
We went to see the doctor. Every time we go we see someone different but the man we saw today was so lovely, he took the time to talk to me about everything and just explained that it is a virus that should clear up in a few days and that we are doing fine. It made me feel a whole lot better.
Piran has been much perkier today, there have been a lot more smiles, a lot less sleeping and even a little bit of playing. That said, there has also been a lot more vomit and much more poo as well. Doesn't seem to bother him so I seem to be the one suffering now! The sun came out this afternoon so I wrapped us both up and we went to the park. He went on the swings for the first time, and after a very wary look at the beginning seemed to enjoy the gentle swinging. The fresh air helped my head too.
Thanks again, from me and from Piran x
Meltdown
Mr C just left for work and I found it so far to keep smiling. I wanted to cry and ask him to stay but I can't. He has an important job to do and he needs to go and do it. It is just that I have no idea what is wrong with Piran and I am low on sleep and energy and just any kind of mental strength at all.
I thought Piran had a bug on Monday - he threw up his first bottle of the day (8oz milk in full geyser effect. It just kept coming and coming.) Then there was a sucession of bad dirty nappies and much sleeping on mummy's lap. I knew he was ill because he was so still, he never lets me cuddle him usually. He looked so pale and sad. My poor baby. In the evening he developed a temperature and we called NHS Direct for advice. They were fabulous as usual and told us to give him milk and food, little and often.
So it is now Wednesday morning. Piran was only sick once yesterday - when Mr C gave him his first bottle of the morning - luckily only a couple of ounces. Then there was much of the same yesterday - he will drink 4oz milk at a time, and keep it down. He refuses any kind of food, whether finger foods or puree / yoghurt either fed to him or on a pre loaded spoon. The weaning was beoming a strain before all this started anyway. Baby led weaning is really HARD (that needs a post all of its own!)
We are back to the rhythms of a new baby. Offering food at regular intervals, him sleeping on my lap, his bedtimes all mixed up. Starting the day earlier and earlier (5am this morning *yawn*). Three changes of clothes a day, usually for both of us. The washing machine on constantly. One person eating their dinner while the other holds the baby then switching. Being up 2, 3 times in the night. I feel like I am losing my mind, it is completely crazy. How quickly you forget what this was like.
I just feel so useless, I have no idea what I am doing. I know to make sure that he has a wet nappy every couple of hours, and I am happy that he is not dehydrated because it is only that one bottle, first thing in the morning that we give him that comes shooting back up. I just don't understand what is going on. I miss my baby's smiles, they have been few and far between this week - something to be remarked on, rather than the norm. It must be horrible to be sick at that age, so scary and hard to understand. I wish I could tell what he wants or needs, I wish he could tell me.
I am waiting until 8.30 and then I will call the doctor and see if I can take him in today, just to be sure he is okay. I just want him to get better, my poor little man.
I thought Piran had a bug on Monday - he threw up his first bottle of the day (8oz milk in full geyser effect. It just kept coming and coming.) Then there was a sucession of bad dirty nappies and much sleeping on mummy's lap. I knew he was ill because he was so still, he never lets me cuddle him usually. He looked so pale and sad. My poor baby. In the evening he developed a temperature and we called NHS Direct for advice. They were fabulous as usual and told us to give him milk and food, little and often.
So it is now Wednesday morning. Piran was only sick once yesterday - when Mr C gave him his first bottle of the morning - luckily only a couple of ounces. Then there was much of the same yesterday - he will drink 4oz milk at a time, and keep it down. He refuses any kind of food, whether finger foods or puree / yoghurt either fed to him or on a pre loaded spoon. The weaning was beoming a strain before all this started anyway. Baby led weaning is really HARD (that needs a post all of its own!)
We are back to the rhythms of a new baby. Offering food at regular intervals, him sleeping on my lap, his bedtimes all mixed up. Starting the day earlier and earlier (5am this morning *yawn*). Three changes of clothes a day, usually for both of us. The washing machine on constantly. One person eating their dinner while the other holds the baby then switching. Being up 2, 3 times in the night. I feel like I am losing my mind, it is completely crazy. How quickly you forget what this was like.
I just feel so useless, I have no idea what I am doing. I know to make sure that he has a wet nappy every couple of hours, and I am happy that he is not dehydrated because it is only that one bottle, first thing in the morning that we give him that comes shooting back up. I just don't understand what is going on. I miss my baby's smiles, they have been few and far between this week - something to be remarked on, rather than the norm. It must be horrible to be sick at that age, so scary and hard to understand. I wish I could tell what he wants or needs, I wish he could tell me.
I am waiting until 8.30 and then I will call the doctor and see if I can take him in today, just to be sure he is okay. I just want him to get better, my poor little man.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Competition: Motherhood DVD
I am really quite excited about Mother's Day this year as it is my first. I remember being pregnant last year and wondering what it would be like to be a mum. Well this week with Piran being poorly I certainly know what it is to be a mum. It seems that everyone is suffering a bit at the end of the winter, so to cheer you all up I have a competition for you all:
Celebrate ‘Mother’s Day Eve’ and Win 1 of 5 Motherhood DVDs – out on DVD 8th March
To promote the release of MOTHERHOOD, starring Uma Thurman and Minnie Driver – ASDA, MUMS.NET and METRODOME DISTRIBUTION will launch a special new date in the calendar – ‘MOTHER’S DAY EVE’ - which will fall on the Saturday night 13th March before Mothering Sunday, 14th March 2010. New comedy ‘MOTHERHOOD’ follows Uma Thurman as mother and wife racing against the clock to prepare for her daughter's sixth birthday party in the face of chaos.
From writer/director Katherine Dieckmann, the acclaimed filmmaker of DIGGERS and A GOOD BABY, comes MOTHERHOOD, starring Uma Thurman, Anthony Edwards and Minnie Driver. Shot entirely on location in New York’s West Village, this bittersweet comedy distils the dilemmas of the maternal state (marriage, work, self, and not necessarily in that order) into the trials and tribulations of one pivotal day. MOTHERHOOD forms a genre of one – no other movie has dedicated itself in quite this way to probing exactly what it takes to be a mother, with both wry humour and an acute sense of authenticity.
Eliza Welch (Thurman) is a former fiction writer-turned-mom-blogger with her own site, “The Bjorn Identity.” Putting her deeper creative ambitions on hold to raise her two children, Eliza lives and works in two rent-stabilized apartments in a walk-up tenement building smack in the middle of an otherwise upscale Greenwich Village. Eliza’s good-natured but absent-minded husband (Edwards) seems tuned out to his wife’s conflicts, not to mention basic domestic reality, while her best friend Sheila (Minnie Driver) understands this – and Eliza -- all too well.
MOTHERHOOD is a hymn to the joys and sorrows of raising children, and the necessity of not losing yourself in the process.
The DVD is available from 8th March 2010.
The DVD is available from 8th March 2010.
I am running this competition from now until Mother's Day when I will enlist the help of Piran to pick five winners in the usual manner.
To be in with the chance of winning a copy please leave me a comment on this post. Earn extra entries by:
Following this blog
Blogging about the competition with a link to this post
Tweeting about the competition with a link to this post
To keep it simple if you do anything to earn extra entries please mention it in your comment. Good luck.
P.S. This is not the giveaway that I promised, that will follow when Piran is better.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
What's in my bag?
Karin @ Cafe Bebe tagged me in the what's in your bag meme. I am not feeling brave enough for a vlog yet so I made this little slideshow instead. Enjoy!
I don't have time to tag, so if you want it, you got it! Let me know in the comments and I will link to you :)
Thursday, February 18, 2010
A little wave
I feel like a am teetering on the verge of coming down with something, achy and cold and constantly thirsty. So I am hugging a hot water bottle and waiting for the funny programmes to begin on TV. Think I will watch in bed. Love my Thursday Geek-Love (The Big Bang Theory) and Barney (How I Met Your Mother).
I just wanted to say hello to my new followers, and thank you for all of your comments. I am so excited by the fact I seem to have some lovely new readers. As soon as I get chance I will visit your blogs and return the favour.
I promised a giveaway and I haven't forgotten. I am just working out exactly what to give away, and how to go about it all.
I just wanted to say hello to my new followers, and thank you for all of your comments. I am so excited by the fact I seem to have some lovely new readers. As soon as I get chance I will visit your blogs and return the favour.
I promised a giveaway and I haven't forgotten. I am just working out exactly what to give away, and how to go about it all.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
One of those days...
...but not the sort I was expecting!
My MIL used to have Piran for a few hours one afternoon a week, but since the middle of November there have been a number of reasons that it has not been possible. The past couple of weeks things have got back to normal so we are just getting back into the routine of her looking after him for me. It is good, although I find it hard to switch off, because he doesn't sleep and eat the same way as he would with me, and I usually end up with a grumpy baby at the end of it!
That said, this week I made no real plans to do anything, just arranged for her to have him this afternoon and once he was sorted I decided to go into town. I had a vague idea of finding somewhere for some lunch and to sit and write.
I read a post on Motherhood: The Final Frontier this week called Wholeheartedness which has really stuck with me so I decided to just go with the flow and see what would happen. The result was a few hours that were better than I could have imagined.
I found the perfect parking space in the small little car park. I had the correct change for parking in my purse. I had time to browse in the children's book shop I have always meant to go into but never found the time. I found a cafe that I had heard about but never quite found before. I got a seat in the sun, outside, and realised it was warm enough to sit without a coat. I ordered a cup of tea and a fruit scone, and when it arrived it was pretty and perfect. The cafe owner gave me a hot water bottle in case I was cold and it warmed my lap as I wrote.
When I ran out of things to write a loud man had an intriguing conversation with two women which I scribbled into my notebook, about the Royal Ballet and houses worth £20 million pounds with courtyards and disappearing swimming pools. I finished and was ready to leave just as the sun hit the rooftop. The delightful treat cost only £3.50. I remembered to buy Piran a helium balloon, which I had wanted to do for ages. Driving home this in my rearview mirror made me jump, then laugh!
I opened the post and my mum had sent me the outline of a tea cosy that I was waiting for. She had also sent me this article which I immediately tweeted about!
I was seized by the urge to start sewing right then so I did. Piran came home and he had learnt to blow raspberries and was so funny I fell over from laughing at him. Mr C offered to buy a takeaway. I finished sewing my tea cosy and I am so impressed with how well it turned out.
This afternoon did more for my feeling of happiness and well being than anything else I can imagine. Just sitiing back and going with the flow and just trusting that things will be fine and will work out.
I hope I can manage to have one of these days again tomorrow.
This post is my entry for this week's Writing Workshop - write about one of those days. Click on the picture and come and join in.
My MIL used to have Piran for a few hours one afternoon a week, but since the middle of November there have been a number of reasons that it has not been possible. The past couple of weeks things have got back to normal so we are just getting back into the routine of her looking after him for me. It is good, although I find it hard to switch off, because he doesn't sleep and eat the same way as he would with me, and I usually end up with a grumpy baby at the end of it!
That said, this week I made no real plans to do anything, just arranged for her to have him this afternoon and once he was sorted I decided to go into town. I had a vague idea of finding somewhere for some lunch and to sit and write.
I read a post on Motherhood: The Final Frontier this week called Wholeheartedness which has really stuck with me so I decided to just go with the flow and see what would happen. The result was a few hours that were better than I could have imagined.
I found the perfect parking space in the small little car park. I had the correct change for parking in my purse. I had time to browse in the children's book shop I have always meant to go into but never found the time. I found a cafe that I had heard about but never quite found before. I got a seat in the sun, outside, and realised it was warm enough to sit without a coat. I ordered a cup of tea and a fruit scone, and when it arrived it was pretty and perfect. The cafe owner gave me a hot water bottle in case I was cold and it warmed my lap as I wrote.
When I ran out of things to write a loud man had an intriguing conversation with two women which I scribbled into my notebook, about the Royal Ballet and houses worth £20 million pounds with courtyards and disappearing swimming pools. I finished and was ready to leave just as the sun hit the rooftop. The delightful treat cost only £3.50. I remembered to buy Piran a helium balloon, which I had wanted to do for ages. Driving home this in my rearview mirror made me jump, then laugh!
The sky was perfect and blue and gave me hope of warmer, happier days full of adventure ahead.
I opened the post and my mum had sent me the outline of a tea cosy that I was waiting for. She had also sent me this article which I immediately tweeted about!
I was seized by the urge to start sewing right then so I did. Piran came home and he had learnt to blow raspberries and was so funny I fell over from laughing at him. Mr C offered to buy a takeaway. I finished sewing my tea cosy and I am so impressed with how well it turned out.
This afternoon did more for my feeling of happiness and well being than anything else I can imagine. Just sitiing back and going with the flow and just trusting that things will be fine and will work out.
I hope I can manage to have one of these days again tomorrow.
This post is my entry for this week's Writing Workshop - write about one of those days. Click on the picture and come and join in.
Wordless Wednesday: It was THIS big!
This is an old photo - at least 7 years I think, I could do with a glass of wine that big most evenings!
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On the subject of photos I have started a Blip Photo Album called Lazy Little Shadow
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On the subject of photos I have started a Blip Photo Album called Lazy Little Shadow
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
The most disgusting thing I have ever done...
...is eat a live snail*, shell and all, for a dare when I was 7 years old.
*shudder*
This post is not as random as it seems, it is an entry in a little competition over at Notes from Lapland.
*one snail was harmed in the making of this post. Sorry about that.
*shudder*
*one snail was harmed in the making of this post. Sorry about that.
Sunshine on a rainy day...
BIG thanks to:
RebaMc @ two {become} four
Make Do Mum
Magic Mummy @ Diary of a Frugal Family
Bare Naked Mummy
Amanda @ Flying Start Mag
So, the instructions that came with this award are as follows:
- Put the Logo on your sidebar, or within a post.
- Pass the award onto 12 Bloggers.
- Link the nominees within your post.
- Let the nominees know they have received this award by commenting on their blog.
- Share the love and link to the person from whom you received this award .
Beetroot & Gerkins - she brings sunshine into my life with her crazy posts.
Life with a Little Dude - because she needs a little sunshine today.
Sleep is for theWeak - because her writing makes me smile, and think!
Sew Scrumpious - just an all round lovely blogging person.
Who's the Mummy? - because Flea's take on the world makes everyone happy.
Notes from Lapland - bringing sunshine into everyone's life with the Secret Post Club
It's a small world after all - because I am going to travel the world through her eyes and words.
Bringing up Charlie - a good man with a good heart.
Perfectly Happy Mum - bringing positivity to all of us.
Baby Baby - Sandy is a kind and fantastic lady.
Violet Posy - always there to lend a helping hand.
That was a lot of links! Now I am off to share the love in your comments. Happy days..
Tomy Top Tips for Today's Parents
Piran and I have been featured in this guide for new parents, along with some of my wonderful blogging friends! We are tip number 4. It is great to see everyone in there.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Make it Monday: Leek and Potato Soup
Well, I had a few weeks off from Make it Monday but the weather is still cold and we all need cheering up a little so I thought I would share one of my favourite soup recipes. So simple to make, only takes about 20 minutes and I love it served with french bread (or Tiger bread - nom) and cheese.
The ingredients here are for 1 person - just multiply by the number of people you are cooking for.
Ingredients:
Knob of butter
1/2 a Leek, cut into 1cm rounds
1 medium potato, cut into 1inch cubes
250ml stock (I normally use a chicken stock cube)
Splash of milk
Method:
1. Melt the butter in a saucepan and add the leeks, fry for 2 minutes.
2. Add the potato and cook for one more minute.
3. Add the stock, bring to the boil then cover and simmer for 15 minutes.
4. When the potato is cooked mash a few of the pieces in the soup to thicken it.
5. Add a splash of milk and serve.
Updated!
There has been some talk of menu planning and the like recently so I thought that I would add to this post what we are having for dinners this week. I am using up meat from the freezer and managed to do this week's shopping for just £20 which I was really proud of! I just plan dinners for Mr C and I, Piran usually has a bit of what we have, with some rice cakes or something.
Sunday: Molly's chicken with new potatoes and veg
Monday: Pot roast meatloaf, served with sweet potato mash and broccoli
Tuesday: Broken up meatloaf and leftover sauce served with pasta
Wednesday: Cheesy herb pork, served with potatoes and veg
Thursday: Oven bake risotto
Friday: Chicken Kiev's, mash potato and beans
Saturday: At the inlaws for lunch
Sunday: Meeting friends at a pub
The ingredients here are for 1 person - just multiply by the number of people you are cooking for.
Ingredients:
Knob of butter
1/2 a Leek, cut into 1cm rounds
1 medium potato, cut into 1inch cubes
250ml stock (I normally use a chicken stock cube)
Splash of milk
Method:
1. Melt the butter in a saucepan and add the leeks, fry for 2 minutes.
2. Add the potato and cook for one more minute.
3. Add the stock, bring to the boil then cover and simmer for 15 minutes.
4. When the potato is cooked mash a few of the pieces in the soup to thicken it.
5. Add a splash of milk and serve.
Updated!
There has been some talk of menu planning and the like recently so I thought that I would add to this post what we are having for dinners this week. I am using up meat from the freezer and managed to do this week's shopping for just £20 which I was really proud of! I just plan dinners for Mr C and I, Piran usually has a bit of what we have, with some rice cakes or something.
Sunday: Molly's chicken with new potatoes and veg
Monday: Pot roast meatloaf, served with sweet potato mash and broccoli
Tuesday: Broken up meatloaf and leftover sauce served with pasta
Wednesday: Cheesy herb pork, served with potatoes and veg
Thursday: Oven bake risotto
Friday: Chicken Kiev's, mash potato and beans
Saturday: At the inlaws for lunch
Sunday: Meeting friends at a pub
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Love is in the air
Happy Valentine's Day! Although the cynical amongst us will say that today is all about card companies and florists and Willy Wonka making money I thought that I would share this post again (I originally posted this in August 2007 when it happened!)
It is 10 in the morning and I am happily tucked up in my bed dozing. Suddenly a door slams and there are footsteps running up the stairs. Mr C comes into the room and kneels on the floor next to the bed.
Mr C: Are you awake?
Me: Mmm sleeping.
Mr C: Can I ask you a question?
Me: Snuggling further down under the duvet and mumbling Go away, I'm sleeping.
Mr C: It won't take long.
Me: Reluctantly opening eyes Mmmm
Mr C: Will you marry me?
Fairy: Eyes wide open What? Are you joking?
Mr C: Producing pretty wrapped box No
Me: Sat up, wide awake Yes!
It is 10 in the morning and I am happily tucked up in my bed dozing. Suddenly a door slams and there are footsteps running up the stairs. Mr C comes into the room and kneels on the floor next to the bed.
Mr C: Are you awake?
Me: Mmm sleeping.
Mr C: Can I ask you a question?
Me: Snuggling further down under the duvet and mumbling Go away, I'm sleeping.
Mr C: It won't take long.
Me: Reluctantly opening eyes Mmmm
Mr C: Will you marry me?
Fairy: Eyes wide open What? Are you joking?
Mr C: Producing pretty wrapped box No
Me: Sat up, wide awake Yes!
Friday, February 12, 2010
Surreal Mummy Moments
Well, I have been thinking about this post for days and try as I might I cannot come up with ten surreal mummy moments, having only been a mum for a short time! So I give you my top six instead. Hope I can be forgiven.
1. Laying in the bath towards the end of my pregnancy watching my entire belly shift and move. I never got bored of watching, I would be mesmerised for hours!
2. During labour, there were a couple times that I overdosed on the gas and air and I have vague memories of tripping out slightly, with very odd daydreams / thoughts - one including Alice in Wonderland when my waters were being broken and another about the Seven Dwarfs while having the epidural put in.
3. When I got to the pushing part I would completely zone out between contractions and almost go to sleep, then 'come round' as the next one started. Each time I would see Mr C and the nurses just stood around waiting, all sort of quiet and staring into space. It was very odd.
4. Sleep deprivation is just surreal from start to end but my favourite memory is lying in bed talking to Mr C. he asked me how you spell Sheila and I answered "4" (I was actually answering a question that I had asked five minutes previously!)
5. The first explosive poo. I remember standing there, seeing poo all over his clothes and the changing table and just staring at him for about a minute until I came up with the plan of what to do! I just didn't know where to start.
6. Being out in the car without him. It is odd because he is in the backseat facing backwards so I cannot actually see him when he is there. When he isn't I still feel like he is.
So, there you go. I am sure that there will easily be more over the next few months!
1. Laying in the bath towards the end of my pregnancy watching my entire belly shift and move. I never got bored of watching, I would be mesmerised for hours!
2. During labour, there were a couple times that I overdosed on the gas and air and I have vague memories of tripping out slightly, with very odd daydreams / thoughts - one including Alice in Wonderland when my waters were being broken and another about the Seven Dwarfs while having the epidural put in.
3. When I got to the pushing part I would completely zone out between contractions and almost go to sleep, then 'come round' as the next one started. Each time I would see Mr C and the nurses just stood around waiting, all sort of quiet and staring into space. It was very odd.
4. Sleep deprivation is just surreal from start to end but my favourite memory is lying in bed talking to Mr C. he asked me how you spell Sheila and I answered "4" (I was actually answering a question that I had asked five minutes previously!)
5. The first explosive poo. I remember standing there, seeing poo all over his clothes and the changing table and just staring at him for about a minute until I came up with the plan of what to do! I just didn't know where to start.
6. Being out in the car without him. It is odd because he is in the backseat facing backwards so I cannot actually see him when he is there. When he isn't I still feel like he is.
So, there you go. I am sure that there will easily be more over the next few months!
Thursday, February 11, 2010
bébéPOD® Review
Initial thoughts: We were sent a bébéPOD® from Prince Lionheart to review. We have had it for the past three months and have been giving it a real run for its money. My first impression was that it was much lighter than I had expected. It was a nice blue colour and an attractive rounded shape which looked quite comfortable. There is a white pommel that clicks on and twists off easily which helped Piran stay in the seat. He liked hanging on to it too!
We liked: The chair was great for Piran as he wanted to be sat up all of the time. To start with he was only in it for short periods but once we purchased the tray to go with it he likes to sit in it and play with his. It has been very useful since we started weaning, we put it in the middle of a piece of oilcloth and he can happily throw his food on the floor! I like it because he can reach the food and pick it back up, instead of me doing it when he is sat at the table! The seat, tray and mat are very easy to clean which has also helped with the weaning!We didn't like: It says that the item is suitable from 3 months but I found that Piran just slumped over to one side at that age. It does have a higher back than some of the other seats that I have seen which could have helped if he would ever lean back! The placemat that came with the tray just slotted into place so Piran just pulled it off and threw it on the floor!
Overall: I wanted a seat like this for Piran as I like the fact that he is near the floor, and at 6 and a half months he cannot get out of it by himself yet. I definitely think that you need the tray as well as the seat so I would look around for a deal with the tray included. You can also get toys that clip onto the tray and other colourful mats.
The official blurb: The ultimate in infant positioning and support! An essential tool for babies learning to sit. The New & Improved bebePOD® now features a removable pommel that allows you to “upgrade” Baby’s First Seat with accessory packages that include a tray, placemat and more! Lightweight, durable, non-toxic, and easy to wipe clean.
bébéPOD® - bébéPOD® plus - babyPOD® - babyPOD® plusAre Registered Trademarks of Prince Lionheart, Inc.
Prices: Approximately £30 for the bébéPOD®, or £45 for the bébéPOD® plus (including tray, mats and toy).
Disclaimer: I was provided with a free bébéPOD® for the purpose of this review.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
One letter, Two baby groups, Three Buses
So, after I wrote my post about the writing of letters I decided that I would write to my Mum weekly. In return she has decided to become my life coach from afar. I am slightly dubious about this, and think perhaps she has just found a way of telling me what to do even though I am grown up and have a child of my own. Still, it is nice to know that she cares.
So, last week I received this little gem in the post. In her words here are her pearls of wisdom:
1) Always rinse your swimming costumes in cold water after swimming and they will last longer (chlorine rots & makes them loose colour).
2) Go to Library (NOT AMAZON) and try to read (time permitting I know)
a. The Kite Runner
b. A Thousand Splendid Suns
So, I dutifully rinsed my costumes after Little Dippers last week and I have cheated slightly and got these books added to the reading list for the Judith's Room virtual book club so I will read them eventually.
So, last week I received this little gem in the post. In her words here are her pearls of wisdom:
1) Always rinse your swimming costumes in cold water after swimming and they will last longer (chlorine rots & makes them loose colour).
2) Go to Library (NOT AMAZON) and try to read (time permitting I know)
a. The Kite Runner
b. A Thousand Splendid Suns
So, I dutifully rinsed my costumes after Little Dippers last week and I have cheated slightly and got these books added to the reading list for the Judith's Room virtual book club so I will read them eventually.
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I was on the bus reading the letter on my way to baby group. It is a postnatal group that deals with baby safety, weaning etc. Last week was weaning, and when I said that we were doing baby led weaning with Piran you would have thought that I had grown a second head or something. There were about 10 mums there and it didn't even seem that anyone there had even heard of it.
Those of you that follow on Twitter may have seen that this week I wasn't very happy after I had been to this group. I made myself go along, no one had really spoken to me the week before, but I thought that now we had all been going for a couple of weeks that they might talk to me a bit. I came home feeling horrible. No one even tried to talk to me. If I tried to start a conversation they would answer my question but not ask me a question or continue the conversation. I tried smiling at people, that didn't seem to work. The stupid group is at 12.30 which is Piran's nap time so that messes everything up. At the end he was crying and no one was talking to me so I just left early. There is only one more week and my MIL is coming along to hear a talk from a paramedic so at least someone will talk to me. I had hoped that I would make some friends that I could meet for coffee or something but no luck.
I did talk to a nice lady this morning at Sing & Sign, which made me feel a little better. There are friends out there for me, I just need to find them. I do wish you lovely internet / twitter people were all local, that would be so much fun!
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When I went to the class last week I got the bus. It was the first time I had got the bus to Lewes with Piran, we usually drive but the class is at the top of town and there is very little parking and a big hill so the bus is quite convenient. We got there fine, and after the class I was feeling rubbish so I went and got a Chai Latte in Caffe Nero and then went to get the bus. I found the right stop at the bus station and waited. A girl sat on the bench threw up a few times so when the bus arrived I was very keen to get on.
We were the only pushchair on the bus which was good so I settled down and starting playing with Piran. I sent a tweet about the bus driver driving like a maniac. After a while I realised that the bus was going quite fast, which was unusual for the route. All of the windows were caked with salt and grit and dirt from the roads so I couldn't really see out. Then I looked out of the windscreen and realised we were still on the main road. We hadn't turned off! We were on the wrong bus!
Oh bugger.
I sat there, paralysed with panic. My brain was running through the options, I had no idea what to do. The problem is that we were headed to Uckfield on the A26. It is a fast road, with no pavements, and nowhere to go. So in the end I stayed on teh bus until it reached the next village. I got off and checked when the next bus back was - 45 minutes. I had only worn my raincoat as it had been quite warm when I left. It was cold and raining. Piran was fine all tucked up in his pram, but he would be hungry soon. Luckily I had some money so I went to the pub (thank god it was open) got a drink, gave Piran his bottle (which I had packed just in case - phew!) then went back out and waited for the bus. It arrived, 10 minutes late, and I went back intop Lewes, got off, waited for the next bus and when it turned up my FIL was on it so I made up a story about walking through town to get the bus, no way was I going to tell him the truth! I finally made it home, nearly two hours late. I was freezing and fed up. Piran was fine, fed and warm and slept for a lot of the time anyway.
Mr C spent the night calling me "Three Buses" and taking the mickey. At least he promised not to tell anyone else and we have our 24 hour rule for piss taking (the piss taker is only allowed to take the piss for a maximum of 24 hours. After that the incident can never be bought up again) so by the next evening everything was well again.
I managed to get the bus there and back fine this week!
Spring cleaning
Okay, so the fact it was snowing earlier does mean that it is a little early for any spring cleaning but the sight of the snowdrops peeking through the ground has got me looking towards spring. So, I decided that it was time for a new look so to speak. Not for me, I am still happily huddling under many warm layers topped off with a down coat and bobble hat but my blog has been stripped down to a much simpler look while I decide what I want to do with it. I will see how the mood takes me in the near future.
Watch this space so to speak.
Watch this space so to speak.
Monday, February 08, 2010
You're Welcome Meme
I was tagged by Mum @ The Mad House whose blog I love to read to take part in the "You're Welcome Meme". I enjoyed reading the blogs that she recommended and have filled up my google reader even more! First things first, I have to give you three recommendations.
So, the three blogs that I have discovered recently and would like to share with you all are:
Mutterings from the Moor - Abby made my Wedding Dress bears, but I only just discovered her personal blog and I have really enjoyed reading about her bears, family and chickens.
Incense and Peppermints - I was initially attracted by Angela's photographs but I love her writing even more. She sure knows how to tell a story, and has written some really interesting posts.
I know I need to stop talking - I followed this slightly crazy lady (gosh I hope she won't mind me saying that) on Twitter on the advice of @porridgebrain and we bonded over Saturday nights at home drinking, and the watching of bad TV. She has since climbed on the wagon but her tweets and her blog are still as hilarious as ever. She just makes me laugh!
And, in true meme style, off we go again. The three bloggers that I tag are:
Louise @ Sew Scrumptious
Victoria @ It's a small world after all
Claire Lancaster
Here are the rules:
- Visit the new blogs I've introduced you to. If you like them, subscribe!
- Recommend three new blogs you've discovered and loved (if you link back to me, I'll share all the new blog links in a subsequent post)
- Tag three other bloggers and ask them for three new blog reads.
Friday, February 05, 2010
Here comes the bride
Snaffles Mummy tagged me in the wedding dress meme a couple of weeks ago, I have had to wait until today before I could write this post - the reason will become clear soon!
Whenever I used to have trouble sleeping I would lie in bed an imagine what my wedding dress would be like if I ever got married. It would work like a charm and I would drift off lost in the details of the width of the skirt, the neckline, the material, the details.
When Mr C proposed I went wedding dress shopping with a friend and tried some on. It is amazing actually, I found that things I thought I wanted I didn't like and what I thought would never suit me when on made me feel like a princess! I found some that I liked and went off to think about it all and look around.
Then my amazing friend Girlie #1 offered to make my dress. She has worked for Glynebourne and teh English National Opera making costumes and now works on films but she had never made a wedding dress before. First we went dress shopping and I tried on dresses like I was thinking of buying and she asked lots of questions about the dresses and how they were made. I have memories of her having he head stuck up my skirt looking at linings! Then she went away and sent me dress designs. They are beautiful and I have them all saved. This is one of the drafts of my final dress, before we made some final changes. I wish I was that willowy and elegant!
After fabric choices and fittings and calico pretend dresses and poor old Girlie #1 being driven mad by a dress it was finished. It was my dream dress, but the best part was that not only was it made just for me, it was made by someone who loved me and Mr C and was part of our day.
So, the dress:
The flowers on the front corsage and scattered all over the skirt were individually hand made and had wire in them so that they stood up. They were my favourite part.
It was a wonderful dress.
It had sat at the top of my wardrobe, unwashed and unloved for 15 months and every now and then I would worry about what to do. Cleaning it seemed too expensive (it was filthy and someone had spilt half a glass of rose wine down the front). It had been made for me so selling it would be difficult as it wasn't a particular size.
So, in the end I decided to have this done:
The bears arrived in the post today. I was so excited and I love them, and how smiley they are! The bear on the left is for Girlie #1 as a memento, and to say thank you again. The one on the right is mine, complete with the button on his paw which hooked my train up, and the four leaf clover and penguin charm (something blue) that were sewn into my petticoats.
There were made by Abby from Bubs Bears. She makes these bears as keepsakes, from wedding dresses and baby clothes too. I may have to start a little family! Abby has blogged about my Wedding Dress bears too, and there are some great pictures.
So, I know most of you will think I am crazy but I have kept all of the flowers from the dress that are not on the bears and I will store them and hopefully one day I will have a daughter and maybe she will use them in her wedding outfit if she wants. If not, I am sure I will find a use for them one day.
I tag Mellow Mummy and anyone else that is married and wants to show off their dress. Go on, we love a good frock.
Whenever I used to have trouble sleeping I would lie in bed an imagine what my wedding dress would be like if I ever got married. It would work like a charm and I would drift off lost in the details of the width of the skirt, the neckline, the material, the details.
When Mr C proposed I went wedding dress shopping with a friend and tried some on. It is amazing actually, I found that things I thought I wanted I didn't like and what I thought would never suit me when on made me feel like a princess! I found some that I liked and went off to think about it all and look around.
Then my amazing friend Girlie #1 offered to make my dress. She has worked for Glynebourne and teh English National Opera making costumes and now works on films but she had never made a wedding dress before. First we went dress shopping and I tried on dresses like I was thinking of buying and she asked lots of questions about the dresses and how they were made. I have memories of her having he head stuck up my skirt looking at linings! Then she went away and sent me dress designs. They are beautiful and I have them all saved. This is one of the drafts of my final dress, before we made some final changes. I wish I was that willowy and elegant!
After fabric choices and fittings and calico pretend dresses and poor old Girlie #1 being driven mad by a dress it was finished. It was my dream dress, but the best part was that not only was it made just for me, it was made by someone who loved me and Mr C and was part of our day.
So, the dress:
It was a wonderful dress.
It had sat at the top of my wardrobe, unwashed and unloved for 15 months and every now and then I would worry about what to do. Cleaning it seemed too expensive (it was filthy and someone had spilt half a glass of rose wine down the front). It had been made for me so selling it would be difficult as it wasn't a particular size.
So, in the end I decided to have this done:
The bears arrived in the post today. I was so excited and I love them, and how smiley they are! The bear on the left is for Girlie #1 as a memento, and to say thank you again. The one on the right is mine, complete with the button on his paw which hooked my train up, and the four leaf clover and penguin charm (something blue) that were sewn into my petticoats.
There were made by Abby from Bubs Bears. She makes these bears as keepsakes, from wedding dresses and baby clothes too. I may have to start a little family! Abby has blogged about my Wedding Dress bears too, and there are some great pictures.
So, I know most of you will think I am crazy but I have kept all of the flowers from the dress that are not on the bears and I will store them and hopefully one day I will have a daughter and maybe she will use them in her wedding outfit if she wants. If not, I am sure I will find a use for them one day.
I tag Mellow Mummy and anyone else that is married and wants to show off their dress. Go on, we love a good frock.
Thursday, February 04, 2010
The Handpicked Collection - review
The Handpicked Collection is a website with a collection of gifts suitable for all occasions and ages. The website is easy to use and very well laid out. It's design is clean and understated and I felt that the gifts were the stars of the show.
I particularly liked the search function where you complete who the gift is for, their age, their interests and a price range and the website finds you some gift suggestions. I decided to test this out on myself and the search results came up with a number of things I already own and many more that I would love.
If you look at a product in detail not only is there information regarding the item, there are quotes from the panel as to why the item had been chosen, delivery and returns information and even a form to complete if you would like to ask a question about the item which I think is a fabulous personal touch and not one I have seen anywhere else.
The site is also divided up by occasion and I have just spent a while looking through the Valentines section. It is sub divided into gifts for him or gifts for her and there are a number of lovely items to fit most budgets.
James at The Handpicked Collection kindly also sent me a few products to try out and review. Firstly I received this adorable hand-painted plate (£11.95) and egg cup (£4.95) set. The design is very sweet and the hand-painting adds a really nice feeling of personality to the set. They would be a nice present as a keepsake for a baby or for an older child. For now, I will just have to use these myself for my breakfast as Piran is too young for china plates as everything gets thrown on the floor.
I was also sent the Pedicure kit (£15.95). The set includes: emery board, pair of toe separators, double sided foot file, cuticle stick, nail brush, peppermint foot lotion, pair of washable spa slippers. I have used it once but am keeping it all together ready for the day that it warms up enough for my feet to be out in public again!
Overall I would recommend this website to anyone who needs to buy a present and looking for inspiration! If anyone I know is reading this that would like to buy me a present I am coveting one of these fabulous Rainbow Makers!
The official blurb - From The Handpicked Collection Website
What We Do We save you time, make shopping fun and offer a new level of confidence when buying for yourself or others. Instead of sifting through thousands of websites and trawling the High Street, our expert panel have done the hard work for you and picked those products that stand out from the rest.
Our Expert Panel 20 influential trendsetters make up our expert panel. They include journalists from publications like Harpers, In Style, Red and Company, and trendsetters who are blazing a trail with some of the UK's most innovative companies, including the cult Mr & Mrs Smith hotel guides and the online market place Nappy Valley. They write about and spot the trends, so choosing innovative presents is second nature.
What Makes Us Different? We want to make shopping fun. We don't just show a photograph next to a code, but, with the help of the expert panel, pithily explain why it's so good. We also run specially commissioned articles on buying presents. For example, GQ's deputy editor explains why it's not about you, and In Style's Kate O'Donnell reveals how to become a gold medal present giver.
Disclaimer: I was sent these gifts free of charge for the purpose of this review.
I particularly liked the search function where you complete who the gift is for, their age, their interests and a price range and the website finds you some gift suggestions. I decided to test this out on myself and the search results came up with a number of things I already own and many more that I would love.
If you look at a product in detail not only is there information regarding the item, there are quotes from the panel as to why the item had been chosen, delivery and returns information and even a form to complete if you would like to ask a question about the item which I think is a fabulous personal touch and not one I have seen anywhere else.
The site is also divided up by occasion and I have just spent a while looking through the Valentines section. It is sub divided into gifts for him or gifts for her and there are a number of lovely items to fit most budgets.
I was also sent the Pedicure kit (£15.95). The set includes: emery board, pair of toe separators, double sided foot file, cuticle stick, nail brush, peppermint foot lotion, pair of washable spa slippers. I have used it once but am keeping it all together ready for the day that it warms up enough for my feet to be out in public again!
Overall I would recommend this website to anyone who needs to buy a present and looking for inspiration! If anyone I know is reading this that would like to buy me a present I am coveting one of these fabulous Rainbow Makers!
The official blurb - From The Handpicked Collection Website
What We Do We save you time, make shopping fun and offer a new level of confidence when buying for yourself or others. Instead of sifting through thousands of websites and trawling the High Street, our expert panel have done the hard work for you and picked those products that stand out from the rest.
Our Expert Panel 20 influential trendsetters make up our expert panel. They include journalists from publications like Harpers, In Style, Red and Company, and trendsetters who are blazing a trail with some of the UK's most innovative companies, including the cult Mr & Mrs Smith hotel guides and the online market place Nappy Valley. They write about and spot the trends, so choosing innovative presents is second nature.
What Makes Us Different? We want to make shopping fun. We don't just show a photograph next to a code, but, with the help of the expert panel, pithily explain why it's so good. We also run specially commissioned articles on buying presents. For example, GQ's deputy editor explains why it's not about you, and In Style's Kate O'Donnell reveals how to become a gold medal present giver.
Disclaimer: I was sent these gifts free of charge for the purpose of this review.
Monday, February 01, 2010
6 months
Dear Piran,
Happy half birthday my love. Six months old already, half a year. Sometimes I think that time has gone past so slowly, other times I feel like it was a blink of an eye. You are a wonderful boy, and when you came along you turned two people who were very much in love into a three person family.
My favourite time of the week is Saturday morning. Instead of getting up and getting on with everything we spend time together as a family, snuggled up in bed in the warm with cups of tea for mum and dad and milk for you. You watch cooking programmes with your dad and we are just all there together and so happy. You are always so happy and smiley in the mornings.
Actually, you are generally a very happy, smiling baby. You are sociable and fun. Your giggle is amazing and I can waste hours trying to make you laugh. I have worked out your ticklish spots and you like to be held up high in the air, and you love it when I growl on your tummy.
At the minute your favourite song is Three Little Ducks with all of the actions. We have started going to Sing and Sign classes and you seem to love them. You get so excited and wave your arms in the air and shout. It is very cute.
Every week I take you swimming. You love the water and you are learning new things every week. You are so cute when I give you the command "Ready, Go" and you take a breath before I put you under the water. This week the instructor threw you in from the side of the pool to do a bellyflop, you were not too impressed and seemed to try and swim down not up!
It is winter now, and very cold. The coldest I ever remember. This is you seeing snow for the first time. We took you out in it but you didn't seem very impressed! I wonder what you make of it, if you realise that outside has changed.
The snow was hard for me, as it stayed around for weeks on end, and I was unable to take you for walks or go to our usual classes. We were not alone, the whole country was covered in snow and ice. We had to stay in and keep warm and make our own fun.Daddy also stayed home to work so we both got bonus cuddles!
I am keen for it to warm up out there so that we can get out and walk again. I do try but I don't like the cold. You are so inquisitive these days that you will love to be out I am sure. Yesterday I took you for your first 'forward facing' buggy ride. I was a bit sad, and missed being able to talk to you.
We had your first Christmas a few weeks ago. I am afraid that I dressed you as an elf on a number of occasions, and took you all sorts of places dressed like this! You did look so cute though, and I figure you may be able to say no this time next year so I took the chance while I could.
We went to Cornwall for Christmas and you were such a good natured little fellow, despite being surrounded by lots of people, which you are not used to, and being passed from person to person for cuddles. I enjoyed opening your presents and you enjoyed playing with the wrapping paper!
There are lots of things that you can do now. You can roll over from back to front but have not yet worked out that you can turn back so you whine until I turn you back! Your first tooth is making an appearance at the bottom of your mouth (your right tooth). You can sit up unaided for a few seconds but tend to fall to one side when you realise. You happily sit on the sofa and play with your toys. You have to be strapped in to your chair and cannot be left alone (I found you face down with the chair on top of you with one foot poking out - I had a heart attack, you just giggled).
Your hair has grown back and is very cute and fluffy. You are a big boy - in the 91st percentile for weight at 20lb 9oz. You are in the 98th percentile for height at 73cm. Finding clothes that fit you is a challenge! You love to pull your socks off and stick them in your mouth. I have no idea why!
You can put food into your mouth and chomp small pieces off, I am sure you will start to swallow it in no time! Mealtimes are messy but fun and I love to watch you chatter and slap your hands on your tray enjoying making a mess. You have had your first Sunday lunch with us as a family which was a lovely moment.
Life is not always a bed of roses. You love to mix things up, once I get into a routine you always seem to change your mind and want to do something differently. It can be hard for me, which is then hard on your dad. We are at the point of being used to more sleep, so when you don't sleep it can be very hard. I love you so much but sometimes I need a break. I am so lucky that I have your wonderful dad, who understands and always steps in.
You are constantly active, your arms and legs waving all the time. You are so independent and want to be doing something all of the time. Occasionally you will let me hold you on my lap but it never lasts long. Long gone are the days of dozing on my chest, those stolen afternoon cuddles.
That is why I offer to feed you your last bottle before bed each night. You tuck in and drink it with gusto, slowing down towards the end as the warm milk lulls you into a relaxed state. Sometime you will just lay there, other times you drift off to sleep in my arms. We are warm and comfortable and you allow me to hold you and snuggle. Those are my favourite moments of the day.
I love to watch you sleep, and thankfully you have learnt to nap during the day which has made life better for both of us. You gave up your dummies at 8 weeks old and still moan yourself to sleep, or you clutch your Miffy comfort blanket and batter yourself over the face with it! You cover your eyes and go to sleep, or hold your hands together in front of you like you are praying.
On New Years Eve you moved from our room to your own, and I miss you in the corner of our room. We can still hear you chatter to yourself. You are very good, and will chatter in your cot if you are awake earlier than 7 when I usually come and get you, your smile making those groggy early morning moments pure magic. You grin as I pick you up and beam at your dad as we pass him on the way to the shower. Then we cuddle in my bed for an hour, you play with your remote control and I wake up. It is the best way to start each day.
This is a picture of you today, on your half birthday. It turns out you have developed the ability to fly, or at least to launch yourself towards something you want. I was trying to take a picture of you on my bed this morning and you decided to show your new ability, and unfortunately your head met the corner of my bedside table. The less said about it the better, you are perfectly fine, I am still recovering from the shock 10 hours later. So you have a plaster on your head!
I love you so much. The older you get the more I find myself welling up at some small thing or other that you have done. You are clever and your personality is shining through already. I never get tired of writing about you and talking about you. Everyone you meet falls for you and that cheeky little grin.
Mum x
Happy half birthday my love. Six months old already, half a year. Sometimes I think that time has gone past so slowly, other times I feel like it was a blink of an eye. You are a wonderful boy, and when you came along you turned two people who were very much in love into a three person family. My favourite time of the week is Saturday morning. Instead of getting up and getting on with everything we spend time together as a family, snuggled up in bed in the warm with cups of tea for mum and dad and milk for you. You watch cooking programmes with your dad and we are just all there together and so happy. You are always so happy and smiley in the mornings.
At the minute your favourite song is Three Little Ducks with all of the actions. We have started going to Sing and Sign classes and you seem to love them. You get so excited and wave your arms in the air and shout. It is very cute.
Every week I take you swimming. You love the water and you are learning new things every week. You are so cute when I give you the command "Ready, Go" and you take a breath before I put you under the water. This week the instructor threw you in from the side of the pool to do a bellyflop, you were not too impressed and seemed to try and swim down not up!
It is winter now, and very cold. The coldest I ever remember. This is you seeing snow for the first time. We took you out in it but you didn't seem very impressed! I wonder what you make of it, if you realise that outside has changed.
The snow was hard for me, as it stayed around for weeks on end, and I was unable to take you for walks or go to our usual classes. We were not alone, the whole country was covered in snow and ice. We had to stay in and keep warm and make our own fun.Daddy also stayed home to work so we both got bonus cuddles!
I am keen for it to warm up out there so that we can get out and walk again. I do try but I don't like the cold. You are so inquisitive these days that you will love to be out I am sure. Yesterday I took you for your first 'forward facing' buggy ride. I was a bit sad, and missed being able to talk to you.
We had your first Christmas a few weeks ago. I am afraid that I dressed you as an elf on a number of occasions, and took you all sorts of places dressed like this! You did look so cute though, and I figure you may be able to say no this time next year so I took the chance while I could.
We went to Cornwall for Christmas and you were such a good natured little fellow, despite being surrounded by lots of people, which you are not used to, and being passed from person to person for cuddles. I enjoyed opening your presents and you enjoyed playing with the wrapping paper!
There are lots of things that you can do now. You can roll over from back to front but have not yet worked out that you can turn back so you whine until I turn you back! Your first tooth is making an appearance at the bottom of your mouth (your right tooth). You can sit up unaided for a few seconds but tend to fall to one side when you realise. You happily sit on the sofa and play with your toys. You have to be strapped in to your chair and cannot be left alone (I found you face down with the chair on top of you with one foot poking out - I had a heart attack, you just giggled).
Your hair has grown back and is very cute and fluffy. You are a big boy - in the 91st percentile for weight at 20lb 9oz. You are in the 98th percentile for height at 73cm. Finding clothes that fit you is a challenge! You love to pull your socks off and stick them in your mouth. I have no idea why!
You can put food into your mouth and chomp small pieces off, I am sure you will start to swallow it in no time! Mealtimes are messy but fun and I love to watch you chatter and slap your hands on your tray enjoying making a mess. You have had your first Sunday lunch with us as a family which was a lovely moment.
Life is not always a bed of roses. You love to mix things up, once I get into a routine you always seem to change your mind and want to do something differently. It can be hard for me, which is then hard on your dad. We are at the point of being used to more sleep, so when you don't sleep it can be very hard. I love you so much but sometimes I need a break. I am so lucky that I have your wonderful dad, who understands and always steps in.
That is why I offer to feed you your last bottle before bed each night. You tuck in and drink it with gusto, slowing down towards the end as the warm milk lulls you into a relaxed state. Sometime you will just lay there, other times you drift off to sleep in my arms. We are warm and comfortable and you allow me to hold you and snuggle. Those are my favourite moments of the day.
I love to watch you sleep, and thankfully you have learnt to nap during the day which has made life better for both of us. You gave up your dummies at 8 weeks old and still moan yourself to sleep, or you clutch your Miffy comfort blanket and batter yourself over the face with it! You cover your eyes and go to sleep, or hold your hands together in front of you like you are praying.On New Years Eve you moved from our room to your own, and I miss you in the corner of our room. We can still hear you chatter to yourself. You are very good, and will chatter in your cot if you are awake earlier than 7 when I usually come and get you, your smile making those groggy early morning moments pure magic. You grin as I pick you up and beam at your dad as we pass him on the way to the shower. Then we cuddle in my bed for an hour, you play with your remote control and I wake up. It is the best way to start each day.
This is a picture of you today, on your half birthday. It turns out you have developed the ability to fly, or at least to launch yourself towards something you want. I was trying to take a picture of you on my bed this morning and you decided to show your new ability, and unfortunately your head met the corner of my bedside table. The less said about it the better, you are perfectly fine, I am still recovering from the shock 10 hours later. So you have a plaster on your head!
I love you so much. The older you get the more I find myself welling up at some small thing or other that you have done. You are clever and your personality is shining through already. I never get tired of writing about you and talking about you. Everyone you meet falls for you and that cheeky little grin.
Mum x
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