I dreamt about you last night. It wasn't the first time and I doubt it will be the last. You were happy in this dream. Settled in what resembled a new home by the sea. You were excited to show me your new bed. It looked so comfortable and the bedding was a pretty green, all fresh and clean. You took me to the window which overlooked a calm sea. There was a light breeze and it rippled across the horizon which is where I noticed your flowers bobbing. It was a nice touch really. I had wondered where your farewell flowers would get to. Your name that meant so much to us, made up of bright fresh buds. I worried it would get left behind or thrown away, but now I know it made its way to you eventually.
Thursday, 19 November 2015
Friday, 13 November 2015
Sitting on my butt drinking tea, eating cake and feeding baby all day is definitely starting to take it's toll...mostly on my bum. Ugh. That means that I'm going to have to do something about it fairly soon otherwise people are going to start asking when the next baby is due, whilst I brush the crumbs off my mouth and mumble "I had it three months ago" in shame.
I've loved having a break from worrying about my weight and making up excuses as to why I can't exercise, but today's guest post has given me a little kick up the backside to start thinking about counting my calories to help shift some of my baby cushioning before I put on more weight than I did throughout my entire pregnancy. I blame Mum and her yummy homemade gluten free lemon drizzle cake. Ugh. Pass me a carrot (cake?)...
Thursday, 12 November 2015
This is something that I have thought a lot about since that frightful evening, a few days after Elsie was born, when my breasts thought they'd have a laugh and give Mount Everest a run for it's money. Oh yes, I'm talking about when my actual milk 'came in' with a blooming vengeance. It was like something out of 'Who Framed Rodger Rabbit?' without the glossy animation that made them ping back to normal size after the joke was over. This was no joke.
Tuesday, 3 November 2015
It seems like only yesterday that I was boring you all with my 30 Week Bump-Date, where I was so excited about the arrival of my dream transportation system for our little one. Flash forward a few moths and our little Elsie has become well accustomed to her groovy travel system, along with the rest of the family who now fight over who gets to push it (her) first. I'm feeling rather smug after all the effort it took, exhausting all my powers of persuasion in order to bag myself my dream pram, I finally get to perfect my I told you so look. Thank goodness...it would have been a long and cold winter in the dog house for moi otherwise. This is a pram that is well worth the investment and here's why...
Sunday, 11 October 2015
This weekend I've come home to the parent's to re-charge and catch up on a few things whilst they spoil our little bean. Mooching through my draft blog posts I came across this post that I was working on a few days before Elsie's arrival, but I never got around to editing and hitting publish. Goodness knows why, those last few days sitting around with sod all to do except watch tv, eat and put my humungous feet up must have been ever so time consuming. That time already seems like a lifetime ago. But it was an amazing time, one I will cherish forever and so these are the memories that I want to be celebrated and remembered...
Wednesday, 7 October 2015
After fifteen hours of labour, (without any pain relief- not by choice I'd like to point out- but I'll save those gory details for another time) on Wednesday 26th August at 2.11am, the Hubster and I welcomed our beautiful daughter, Elsie Belle Albury into the world weighing a dinky 6 lbs 8 oz and we couldn't be more in love.
Thursday, 13 August 2015
Well according to most of my friends I'd probably get more sleep in prison so that might not seem like such a bad exchange in a few months. I hear the food is rubbish and the showers are horrendous, but it's a small price to pay for a few undisturbed hours of kip right? I'm joking...obvs.