Month: December 2014
With Christmas no sooner than 6 days, or 5 sleeps, away, I am still thinking of things I could possibly get our 15 month old son for Christmas. We haven’t got him much purely on the basis that everyone else is going to be getting him lots of toys, clothes, books and probably money! I don’t really want to get lots of things because I don’t want anything to be duplicated and he already had so many lovely presents for his birthday at the end of August!
But, what does my 15 month old want? Behind those beautiful blue eyes, what does he really want?
The rocks in our fireplace. They appear to be good enough to suck on and have a gnaw at – delicious. They’re rather chalky, so maybe he likes that sort of thing. There’s been more than one occasion where I’ve left the room for a minute or two, to come back and find him with one of these nuggets of yumminess between his teeth and the white chalky stuff around his mouth. Thankfully for us, the whole fireplace is going.. going.. gone! early next year.
Our iPhones, iPads or the remote control. Firstly they’re our phones, secondly they’re a bashing device and thirdly a teether. This is probably our own fault. I often, still, give him my phone, or the remote control, to keep him from wriggling away during a nappy change. We literally can not leave any device any where in this house, not even behind a cushion, because he knows. How does he know it’s behind there? How does he manage to get his favourite program on the TV? Kids just know.
My kitchen cupboards and their contents. BANG. BANG. BANG. The sweet sound of our cupboards being opened and shut normally gives him away, though there have been times when he’s walked in to the living room with something or other. Since we don’t have locks on any of cupboards, it’s pretty easy for him. I’m pretty sure his favourite drawer is the one with the saucepans. Specifically the glass saucepan lids seem to be a hit! His second favourite would have to be the drink cupboard. It wasn’t that long ago he went and helped himself to a bottle of, unopened, wine and managed to drop it. And there it was. All over my kitchen floor. A bottle of red wine.
What is the fascination with plug sockets and the switches? We’ve got socket protectors in all the ones he can reach, and even though he’s stopped poking around in the holes, he still likes to flick them on and off. Especially when I’m hoovering. It’s not annoying at all when you’ve got a hoover half way up the stairs and you have to tell him to turn it back on, or risk going up and down the stairs with the hoover about 50 times to do 12 stairs!!
Nanny and Pop’s bucket of kindling and basket of logs. He loves bashing two of the smaller kindling sticks together to make music, something he does at his Tuesday toddler group with more ‘toddler friendly’ instruments. Creative indeed. It doesn’t matter that these logs are pretty heavy either, he seems to have this unknown strength (don’t they all?) and can pick one up anyway. All he wants for Christmas is a splinter.
But the ultimate, ULTIMATE, Toby must have is the recycling bin. Bits of cardboard, ripped up junk mail, a toilet roll insert and the empty milk bottle! He loves to shake it, try and fit it in his mouth, kick it around and bash it on any surface possible. He’s happy to chew a hole in the empty cardboard egg box, or throw all of my junk mail over the floor. Even when he was in his walker he used to lean over and grab anything within reach. He’s even been known to dip his hand into our regular bin! Boys!
What do your children really want for Christmas?
Everyone knows that the first trimester in pregnancy can be one of the trickiest. If you’re not talking to the porcelain Gods, you’re sleeping and hoping you won’t feel so exhausted. If you’re not sleeping, you’re debating whether you want something to eat. You tend to feel awfully rotten and parent your other kids from the sofa! So what can you do to make yourself feel better? Quite honestly, zilch. I tried everything to help with my nausea, but it hardly ever caved.
This time round it was quite different to my first pregnancy. During the last one, if I felt sick, I normally ended up being sick and would get a bit of relief from it, and it lasted between weeks 8-14. This time, I had it almost a week after I first found out, around 4 weeks, right up until 13 weeks or so. It literally got to point where I thought I’d be better off feeling as though I was dying because it was beginning to get unbearable. Now I’m fine and dandy and in week 16.
Here are some of my top must haves to keep you going!
- Plenty to drink. I am absolutely terrible for my water intake, but found that drinking little and often really helped. I usually kept something a bit more sugary around too. When I don’t feel well, I find the fizz of a nice cold cherry Coke felt lovely against the back of my throat!
- Sleep. Wherever and whenever you can! Catch a cat nap, zonk out in your lunch hour at the desk or get an early night because the first trimester can drain you down to the last of your stores. Not only will you be the mother of all bitches when you’re tired and you’ll have a zero tolerance approach to everyone. Send out a warning to all partners early so they know not to take it personally!
- Take folic acid and vitamin D (or an all round pregnancy supplement that contains them). They’re not absolutely mandatory, but both come highly recommended by most healthcare professionals. Folic acid to protect against the chances of a neural tube defect, such as spina bifida and vitamin D to regulate the calcium and phosphate in your body, for healthy bones and teeth! In turn, your baby will have those super duper pearly whites when they finally pop through. Can’t be bad, right?
- Food. Whatever, whenever, within reason! Don’t go completely stuffing your face, but if you can ever pull your head out of the loo and face it, then have something to eat. Don’t worry too much about dieting right now, just get it in. I had to have whatever I fancied, but whatever I fancied had to be quick, otherwise I’d already feel sick again. This time round, my body has led me to the eating little and often route. As soon as I’d eaten, I’d feel better almost instantly.
- Lip balm and Lansinoh. My absolute God send. In both pregnancies I’ve suffered with ‘angular cheilitis’ – an inflammation of one or more sides of the mouth. Mine tend to go very dry, and this is mostly due to an iron deficiency, although my iron levels this time round are pretty balanced. I’ve tried everything from Vaseline to Chapstick, none of which has worked. It only stops them from getting too dry and cracking. Needless to say I’ll be visiting the loft on Thursday to find out that tube of Lansinoh. Nothing wrong with a bit of nipple cream round your mouth.
- Apps. I had so many pregnancy apps last time round, but have managed to only have two this time. My favourite one has to be ‘Pregnancy+’. Admittedly I started out with the free version, but soon upgraded to the full version. Not only do you get a daily and weekly update on what your baby can now do, you get partner’s info too which is something you don’t find a lot of. Men are often left to kind of ‘deal’ with stuff, so it’s a great way for us to connect. I usually read it out to him in bed every night.
- The number to your midwife. Just because anything can happen in the first twelve weeks. Lots of which could just be you panicking, but also something which could be equally serious. Even if you just need some reassurance, there’s nothing like being able to phone up the midwife for her to tell you it’s normal!
What are your must haves in the first trimester of pregnancy? Did you really suffer with morning sickness, or were you a lucky one who sailed easily?
We had a pretty short conversation about more children once we’d found out we were pregnant with Toby. Since he was a wonderful accident, we decided we’d quite like to plan the next one and get them all in with a relatively close age gap. We agreed to start trying again when Toby was around 6 months old. However, if you’ve read some of my other posts you’d probably know that this didn’t go to plan following the birth.
I made the decision that I would like to be “back to normal” before we started trying for another baby. But, since the NHS are so bloody slow, it got to a month or two before Toby’s 1st birthday and we decided to give it a go anyway. If it happens then it happens. If it doesn’t, then I get some more time to get back to me. We hadn’t been using contraception anyway, purely because my body didn’t take to it very well after giving birth.
We got our big fat positive on 25th September! You know when you just know you’re pregnant? I had only missed my period by a few hours. And there it was, in a matter of seconds and clear as day..
PREGNANT. 2-3 WEEKS.
I’ve since had my booking in appointment with the midwife and two scans. We wanted the nuchal translucency test but as the baby was doing a headstand, and wouldn’t move from that very comfortable position, the sonographer couldn’t get the measurements and we had to go back a week later; not that I’m complaining because we got to see our wriggler on the screen again. I was also convinced I was having twins, which we now know I’m not. It started as a hunch and came on very suddenly, then I kept going over things that seemed as though they were “signs”. I was a little bit relieved that we wouldn’t have three children under the age of 2, but a little disappointed that my instincts were completely wrong.
Say hello to baby number two, due at the end of May! We’ll be finding out in the New Year whether we’re having a little brother or sister for Toby.
Not literally. Just from blogging; a nice 6 months.
I don’t really have a reason other than I suppose I felt like I didn’t have much to write about anymore. It was really beginning to stress me out and that’s not what I wanted. I didn’t want to write content just for the sake of it and not really have any sort of passion behind it.
I was aware I would probably lose my, rather intimate, audience. Yes, I could’ve asked people to do guest posts for a month, maybe two, but then my blog may have been taken over by them and lost its way. And it turned into 6 months anyway. However, that’s not to say guest posts aren’t great. They’re a brilliant way to get other peoples’ perspectives, build a community and give yourself a bit of R&R.
I guess I’ve had a good chance to gather my thoughts and reflect on where I want my blog to go, and what I would like to get out of it too. Though I wasn’t blogging for that long before I took my unscheduled break, I really felt like I needed to catch my breath and gather some inspiration.
Lots has happened in 6 months. We had our first family holiday to Morocco, more hospital appointments and disappointments and I’m pregnant again! Of course we’ve had some lovely days out too.
I’ll try not to drop off the face of the Earth again so soon and so suddenly. Now.. what shall I post about first?
Have you ever taken a break from blogging, intentional or not?