I think it's bath time, don't you?

We've just started our BLW journey, and to be honest, I don't know how far we'll continue with the journey, because every time she gags a whole panic-stricken ambulance-calling scene runs through my head and my heart stops for a minute. We're trying to work through it, and today I cheated a bit and gave her some of my homemade soup. I gave her a bowl and a spoon, and left her to it. She did get SOME in her mouth and I do think she swallowed some. It was brilliant to watch! She also had a gnaw on some raw sweet pepper, of which she managed to nibble some off and gagged quite badly. Even though she seemed to really enjoy the raw pepper, I ended up taking it away from her and just leaving her with the soup.

Mucky pup? Me?

So, we'll see how we get on. If I go much longer without being able to handle the gagging without me having a panic attack, I'm afraid I'll be going along the traditional weaning route.

Five Whole Months

Well, Poppy is 5 months old today. FIVE WHOLE months. Almost HALF A YEAR.

This makes me feel incredibly sad, if I'm honest. Of course it's lovely watching her grow and learn new things everyday, but the time is just going too bloody quick. I was going to wait until she's 6 months before writing a post like this, but I really felt the need to now.

At the time of writing this blog, this exact time last year I had been given an epidural and the horrible induction contractions were starting to feel more like twinges than like somebody was sawing me in half whilst simultaneously corkscrewing my uterus. I wasn't allowed to move from the bed, so there I lay, watching Come Dine With Me on the tiny box telly in the corner of my delivery room.
At 10.25pm she was born, and she was such a beautiful newborn, and had her Daddy's curly hair (which she has since lost, but as her new hair grows through, I suspect it will be curly!)

Friday 12th August 2011 was the happiest day of our lives, and Poppy has continued to surprise us, impress us, and just be the most beautiful and happy little girl in the world.



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5 Months Old

Spring (Winter) Clean

Just a quick one this evening...

My house is driving me up the wall. I have told Luke that his weekend is cancelled and that he must help me sort it. We're going to have a huge sort out, and throw away/sell/give to charity anything we haven't used in 6 months. It's going to be tough, but I must be ruthless!

I love my two up, two down victorian terraced house, it's just not very big. So any excess clutter becomes a big deal. And when you throw a 5-month old into the mix (not literally), it becomes an even bigger deal.

Wish me luck, I'll report back if I make it out from the enormous heap of unwanted things.

What, no sick days?!

I am currently sitting in my PJ's surrounded by snotty tissues, half-drunk cups of tea and Lemsip. It's is 1.45pm and I only got out of bed about an hour ago. Not only do I have a rotten cold, sore throat and headache, I also have raging earache. Trouble is, I have a 5-month-old (almost) to look after, and I can't call in sick!

Poppy is fast asleep, snuggled up under her cupcake blanket, and she just so happens to be quite poorly herself. In fact, we've all got it, Luke (Poppy's Daddy) is suffering, too. But he doesn't seem to have it quite as bad as us, and he's gone to work.
Poppy had a pretty disrupted sleep - she woke up coughing and spluttering a few times in the night, before finally waking up properly at around 7.30am. I could see her big blue eyes blinking at me through the side of her cot, and so I dragged myself out of bed to make her a bottle. I felt so rough that I decided to gather up a few of Poppy's toys, lots of her books and even her activity mat, and took them all upstairs. We then stayed in our PJ's, Poppy had half of her bottle (she's been a bit off her milk with this cold), I gave her a nappy change then we snuggled in bed and I read The Very Hungry Caterpillar to her a few times, as well as Guess How Much I Love You - both books old favourites of mine and she seems to love them, too. We alternated between lots of cuddles and naps until around midday, when I decided we should probably go downstairs and do something. Well, we made it downstairs, Poppy is now awake, having a good old gnaw on poor Sophie La Giraffe, and I'm writing a blog post. I have a million and one things I should be doing, but it can all wait.

Despite both being poorly, I'm having a lovely day with my gorgeous little girl.

Outfit of the Day!

Had to show you Poppy's little outfit today. I love Owls, I have owl cushions, owl earrings, lots of owly things. When I saw this knitted dress on Vertbaudet I couldn't resist! And I think it looks so cute with these tights from  Debenhams. 

Q&A

I’ve been tagged by @jennifermoose to complete the 10 questions meme. Here are the rules:

Answer the 10 questions

Tag someone to do the same

Return to the original post and comment when you have completed your task so that we can all find out more about our fellow bloggers!

1. Describe yourself in seven words

Clumsy, Ditzy, Happy, Laid Back, Home Girl!

2. What keeps you awake at night?

Thoughts, my other half snoring, and quite often strange dreams.

3. Who would you like to be?

As cheesy and cliche as it sounds, I really wouldn't want to be anybody else right now. I'm very happy! But if we must, I'd rather like to be Professor Brian Cox's trousers. 

4. What are you wearing now?
Black jeans and a black top. I'm not a goth.

5. What scares you?
Flying, death, the thought of Poppy being harmed
6. What is the best and worst thing about blogging?
The best is being able to look back at your life. It's funny how life changes and when you've got it all written down, you realise how quickly things can change. The worst thing is that it can cause some serious procrastination!

7. What was the last website you looked at?
Twitter, of course.

8. If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be?
I'm insecure (isn't everyone?) although I'm getting better. Having a baby makes you re-evaluate everything and you stop caring so much about the things that really aren't that much of a big deal in the grand scheme of things.

9. Slankets, yes or no?
I would definitely rock a slanket. I'm always flippin' cold. Might put one on the christmas list!

10. Tell us something about the person who tagged you.
I've known Bot Bot Mama via the world of the interwebs since I first conceived little Poppy. I met her on a forum, and have followed her updates right through until she gave birth to the gorgeous Brooke.  

I’m going to tag all of my followers (yes, all 11 of you!)

Poppy Willow

So, long time no post. Sorry about that! I've been a bit busy having a baby.

Poppy Willow was born 12th August 2011 at 10.25pm weighing 7lb 8oz. And she's such a beauty. She didn't even have that squished newborn look when she was born, she just looked perfect. My sister joked that she looked like one of the babies on the side of packs of nappies.

She is now 3 months old and growing more beautiful and more clever every day. I've been inspired by fellow blogger Bot Bot Mama to start up mine again, although this was always my intention, I just kept forgetting to do it!

Right, so now I've checked in and let you know I'm still alive, I'll leave it there and come back soon with some more updates/general life chit chat.

TTFN!