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.
Sunday, 20 November 2011
Monday, 14 November 2011
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!
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!
Thursday, 12 May 2011
Baby, Baby, Baby Ohhhh...
Sorry this is so late (I am now 25 weeks!) But here is our little princess at 20 weeks...
I can't believe how quick it's going! I am suffering badly with my back and pelvis this week and have an appointment with physio tomorrow so I'm hoping that will help, as I still have just over 3 months left to go.
I'll be doing a baby things blogpost soon as well as a post all about the travel system we are getting. :-)
Ta-ra for now! xx
I can't believe how quick it's going! I am suffering badly with my back and pelvis this week and have an appointment with physio tomorrow so I'm hoping that will help, as I still have just over 3 months left to go.
I'll be doing a baby things blogpost soon as well as a post all about the travel system we are getting. :-)
Ta-ra for now! xx
Monday, 25 April 2011
Sunshine & Yumminess
Sorry I haven't posted my 20 week scan picture yet - I will get to it I promise!
Well, I have had such a lovely easter bank holiday weekend. On Thursday night we (me & my fiance, Luke) drove down to Hertfordshire to see my family.It was especially lovely seeing my 2-year-old niece and how much she's grown since I last saw her (christmas).
My Mum's back garden is only small but we still had so much fun - I had some non-alchoholic lager which was surprisingly nice, and my brother put on a yummy barbecue
We came back yesterday night (sunday) and have spent today in the local park with a picnic. Our local park is called the Abbey Gardens due to the monastary ruins that lie there, and it really is a beautiful place to sit, especially when the sun is shining :)
Hope you had a lovely Easter, too! :) xx
Well, I have had such a lovely easter bank holiday weekend. On Thursday night we (me & my fiance, Luke) drove down to Hertfordshire to see my family.It was especially lovely seeing my 2-year-old niece and how much she's grown since I last saw her (christmas).
My Mum's back garden is only small but we still had so much fun - I had some non-alchoholic lager which was surprisingly nice, and my brother put on a yummy barbecue
We came back yesterday night (sunday) and have spent today in the local park with a picnic. Our local park is called the Abbey Gardens due to the monastary ruins that lie there, and it really is a beautiful place to sit, especially when the sun is shining :)
Hope you had a lovely Easter, too! :) xx
Wednesday, 6 April 2011
I'm BACK! 20 Weeks Pregnant
So I'm back to the blogging business. After suffering a missed miscarriage last year, I wrote a blog post to help get some of my feelings out I guess, but I've decided to start blogging again now that I'm pregnant again! I'm a bit late, because I'm already halfway through this pregnancy now (I'm 20 weeks tomorrow) but hey, better late than never.
We had a scan at 9 weeks and again at 12 weeks and all was well with baby. I've got my 20 week (anomaly) scan tomorrow and am basically a complete mix of both excitement and nerves.
I've been feeling movement for the past couple of weeks, but don't seem to have felt anything for the past couple of days which has made me a little nervous.
Anyways, I'll blog after the scan and hopefully upload a picture :)
We had a scan at 9 weeks and again at 12 weeks and all was well with baby. I've got my 20 week (anomaly) scan tomorrow and am basically a complete mix of both excitement and nerves.
I've been feeling movement for the past couple of weeks, but don't seem to have felt anything for the past couple of days which has made me a little nervous.
Anyways, I'll blog after the scan and hopefully upload a picture :)
Thursday, 11 November 2010
Our Little Ladybug - a few words about my Miscarriage
I found out I was pregnant in March of this year, and I was over the moon. I skipped straight along to Boots and bought all the pre-natal vitamins, cooed over baby clothes and lingered in the nappy aisles, imagining my new life with a child.
The next few weeks were exciting. We worked out our due date to be 15th November, and I received an appointment from the hospital in the post for our first scan, which was booked for 6th May. The weeks went by and I was ecstatically happy but also suffered with some terrible sickness. I had to rush out of the room at work and hoped nobody noticed, as we didn't want to tell anybody until I was three months gone.
As the date of the scan approached, I was excited but extremely nervous at the same time. My symptoms had pretty much faded by this point - the sickness had gone and my breasts, which had basically just felt like two huge bruised lumps on the front of my body, were no longer tender, but I had been told it was normal to lose symptoms at 12 weeks so I tried not to worry.
I remember clearly having to lay in the cold bed in that dark room and having to stuff tissue paper down the front of my leggings to protect them from the jelly, which was also cold. My other half holding my hand as the woman ran the transducer across my tummy, I remember thinking "Ouch, she's got a firm touch!" and about how much I needed a wee!
When, after a while, she hadn't said anything or turned the screen around, I instinctively knew something was wrong. After what seemed like forever, she asked me if my periods were regular and if I was sure of my dates. She told me the reason she was asking was because she could see a pregnancy sack, but no baby, and she suspected it was too small to be seen yet and that she would need to do an internal scan. At this point, I knew exactly what was wrong and just said outright "Is an internal scan really neccesary? I really don't have a good feeling about this."
My poor fiance then clutched my hand tightly and the lady put her hand on my shoulder and told me that she had to treat it as a pregnancy from a medical point of view and that I could just have my dates wrong. I was extremely doubtful but had the internal scan anyway (it was great to relieve my bladder, anyway!).
The baby was only measuring around 5 or 6 weeks. I knew this wasn't right. I was told to come back again in a week for another scan, but I knew I just had to let nature take it's course.
How I held it together back out in the waiting room I don't know. We had to wait to be seen by another lady who just gave us some leaflets and sent us on our way. It was when we reached the car that the tears came. I can honestly say I've never cried like that in my entire life. Me and my fiance cried all the way home, then sat and held each other and cried for the rest of the day.
All my baby magazines I had bought as well as my Bounty packs were sitting there, but I couldn't bring myself to get rid of them. I have never felt such grief in all my life. I was given a week off work and by the end of it, I was physically and emotionally drained. It was towards the end of that week that I actually started to bleed, and to be honest, that part all seems like a blur. I had a lot of pain and just wanted it over with. The whole process took around two weeks.
I was very depressed for at least three months afterwards. Initially I wanted to try again straight away, then I realised it would be better for both of us to give ourselves time to mourn for our little one we lost, we nicknamed her Ladybug (we both had a feeling it was a girl).
Whenever a ladybug landed on me I thought of her, and me and my fiance always share a look with each other if we see or hear anything to do with these pretty little bugs. I've even got little ladybug necklace.
It is now 11th November as I am writing this, and I would have been due to give birth in four days time. All those feelings came flooding back and so I decided to write them down.
We do feel like we are ready to try again pretty soon, but we'll never forget our ladybug, and will always feel a little sad at this time of year.
To anyone who has been through this, my heart goes out to you. and I send lots of sticky baby dust to all of you xx
The next few weeks were exciting. We worked out our due date to be 15th November, and I received an appointment from the hospital in the post for our first scan, which was booked for 6th May. The weeks went by and I was ecstatically happy but also suffered with some terrible sickness. I had to rush out of the room at work and hoped nobody noticed, as we didn't want to tell anybody until I was three months gone.
As the date of the scan approached, I was excited but extremely nervous at the same time. My symptoms had pretty much faded by this point - the sickness had gone and my breasts, which had basically just felt like two huge bruised lumps on the front of my body, were no longer tender, but I had been told it was normal to lose symptoms at 12 weeks so I tried not to worry.
I remember clearly having to lay in the cold bed in that dark room and having to stuff tissue paper down the front of my leggings to protect them from the jelly, which was also cold. My other half holding my hand as the woman ran the transducer across my tummy, I remember thinking "Ouch, she's got a firm touch!" and about how much I needed a wee!
When, after a while, she hadn't said anything or turned the screen around, I instinctively knew something was wrong. After what seemed like forever, she asked me if my periods were regular and if I was sure of my dates. She told me the reason she was asking was because she could see a pregnancy sack, but no baby, and she suspected it was too small to be seen yet and that she would need to do an internal scan. At this point, I knew exactly what was wrong and just said outright "Is an internal scan really neccesary? I really don't have a good feeling about this."
My poor fiance then clutched my hand tightly and the lady put her hand on my shoulder and told me that she had to treat it as a pregnancy from a medical point of view and that I could just have my dates wrong. I was extremely doubtful but had the internal scan anyway (it was great to relieve my bladder, anyway!).
The baby was only measuring around 5 or 6 weeks. I knew this wasn't right. I was told to come back again in a week for another scan, but I knew I just had to let nature take it's course.
How I held it together back out in the waiting room I don't know. We had to wait to be seen by another lady who just gave us some leaflets and sent us on our way. It was when we reached the car that the tears came. I can honestly say I've never cried like that in my entire life. Me and my fiance cried all the way home, then sat and held each other and cried for the rest of the day.
All my baby magazines I had bought as well as my Bounty packs were sitting there, but I couldn't bring myself to get rid of them. I have never felt such grief in all my life. I was given a week off work and by the end of it, I was physically and emotionally drained. It was towards the end of that week that I actually started to bleed, and to be honest, that part all seems like a blur. I had a lot of pain and just wanted it over with. The whole process took around two weeks.
I was very depressed for at least three months afterwards. Initially I wanted to try again straight away, then I realised it would be better for both of us to give ourselves time to mourn for our little one we lost, we nicknamed her Ladybug (we both had a feeling it was a girl).
Whenever a ladybug landed on me I thought of her, and me and my fiance always share a look with each other if we see or hear anything to do with these pretty little bugs. I've even got little ladybug necklace.
It is now 11th November as I am writing this, and I would have been due to give birth in four days time. All those feelings came flooding back and so I decided to write them down.
We do feel like we are ready to try again pretty soon, but we'll never forget our ladybug, and will always feel a little sad at this time of year.
To anyone who has been through this, my heart goes out to you. and I send lots of sticky baby dust to all of you xx
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