So saturday 8th was like any normal saturday. I went picked my boys up, we came home, them doing their thing for a while..me attempting my first mince pies *gulp*
Hubby came home loaded with presents and cards for kids to write and give to me as it my birthday monday and he wanted the kids to give me their card and present while here with us.
I rested for a while watching TV then decided before heading off to birmingham german market I'd sort the dishwasher out. Nothing unsusal to be doing that..but as I did I felt like I'd wet myself...not loads just when you bursting but trying to finish something before really having to go. I thought nothing of it and carried on emptying dishwasher.
Once finished I went toilet only to discover I hadn't wet myself...I was bleeding..and heavy :( I shouted hubby and rang hospital. I was told I needed to ring for ambulance to which we did. I then sorted who and where the kids were going ( as they obviously couldn't come with us).
I arrived at the hospital and things seemed to calm down as they scanned me and I got to see my baby girl all well on the screen.
Was told they'd keep me in for couple of days to keep an eye on bleeding. Was given painkillers and told to try rest.
6am sunday I was getting twinges that hurt more than they previously had...and when checked I was in labour! I started to be prepped for c-section even though a decision had not been made..it was just a matter of time..baby had no other way of coming out..even if no one had told her that lol.
After being so scared of having the c-section I was pleasantly suprised. I lay there with my husband by my side waiting for madam to cry which she did. I didn't feel any tugging or soreness at all. I felt huge sigh of relief that baby girl was ok regardless of being born a day and five weeks early!!
Not only was she early but she arrived to help celebrate mummy's birthday and obviously didn't want to miss xmas.
I have recovered well and baby...sorry ..Lily-anne is doing well and hoepfully home soon.
Saturday, 15 December 2012
scan time again..34 weeks
Well another scan..another consultant appointment and as am convinced baby dropped I was quite happy.
How wrong was I?? yes the placenta had moved...but only part of it :( It had now divided itself into 2 sections joined across my cervix..wtf?? Consultant wants me to go back in 2 weeks to see if it's possibly moved...if not then c-section at 38 weeks it is.
I was upset a lot..more so beccause I'd convinced myself it would be ok now. But now I'm panicking too...what if she comes early and I'm on my own? it will take hubby at leats an hour to get to me :( What happens if it goes over xmas and I have the kids?? as I was told any bleeding, pain or waters I'm to go straight in not even leave it half hour!
On the plus side we know she going to be early..even if it is waiting til 38 weeks!! However, I'm so not convinced she will wait that long lol.
How wrong was I?? yes the placenta had moved...but only part of it :( It had now divided itself into 2 sections joined across my cervix..wtf?? Consultant wants me to go back in 2 weeks to see if it's possibly moved...if not then c-section at 38 weeks it is.
I was upset a lot..more so beccause I'd convinced myself it would be ok now. But now I'm panicking too...what if she comes early and I'm on my own? it will take hubby at leats an hour to get to me :( What happens if it goes over xmas and I have the kids?? as I was told any bleeding, pain or waters I'm to go straight in not even leave it half hour!
On the plus side we know she going to be early..even if it is waiting til 38 weeks!! However, I'm so not convinced she will wait that long lol.
Wednesday, 28 November 2012
33 weeks ..come on
I love being pregnant, knowing your growing your baby and protecting them until they are ready to be born.
However, at 33 weeks I find myself getting uncomfortable as baby gets bigger. Not only is she now bigger but she's dropped..or at least I think she has. There are reasons I think this and they are:
As uncomfrotable as the above makes me and can make you tired, I am quite happy about the fact that she's dropped. The reason behind this happiness despite the above list is that if she has dropped then there is a good chance that placenta has moved (?). I have to say that I'm quite positive about this and though I won't find out until next week if my theory is right I'm a lot more positive than I was 6 weeks ago.
I also have a feeling she may not wait until her due date to make an appearance, she seems to want to move far too much and seems not to like being restricted. This also comes with the 'dropping' thing though I have been wrong before. My daughter 'dropped' at about 31 weeks so much that midwife had a job to get measurements half the time. As she dropped so much so soon I was convinced that she would come early....she was happy to wait until her due date and arrived quite happily on time.
This little madam though I think is likely to take after her daddy and will be impatient and want to come as soon as she can...which is fine by me as long as she's safe and healthy...oh and doesn't come christmas day lol
With all this stuff going on I'm nervous today as I go for a class about breastfeeding. Yes, this is my fourth child but I've never had the option of breastfeeding due to health with the others. So this time I am determined to be pre-armed with all information so should my health stay as it is (fingers crossed) then I will be able to attempt to breastfeed. I'm not expecting it to be easy by any means but being prepared will help. I just hope I don't ask any stupid question..or get looked badly upon as I bottle fed all my others. I was going to take a notebook so I could take notes and thought I may look a right idiot..so decided maybe wrongly to rely on my memory to remember the information....actually I may take a pen incase the give us some paper..God help me lol
However, at 33 weeks I find myself getting uncomfortable as baby gets bigger. Not only is she now bigger but she's dropped..or at least I think she has. There are reasons I think this and they are:
- Before last week my bump was so high it was able to support my bra and my growing boobs could have a rest place. Now I am able to rest my hands between my bump and boobs suggesting bump has lowered.
- I find myself going to the toilet, getting down the stairs to sit down for all of 5 minutes before setting off again, for the tiny trickle that I obviously missed the first time. On the plus side the trips up and downstairs should help increase my fitness levels.
- When I am sitting it can take me all of 10 minutes to try and even find a comfy position that's if I'm not disturbed by the above first.
As uncomfrotable as the above makes me and can make you tired, I am quite happy about the fact that she's dropped. The reason behind this happiness despite the above list is that if she has dropped then there is a good chance that placenta has moved (?). I have to say that I'm quite positive about this and though I won't find out until next week if my theory is right I'm a lot more positive than I was 6 weeks ago.
I also have a feeling she may not wait until her due date to make an appearance, she seems to want to move far too much and seems not to like being restricted. This also comes with the 'dropping' thing though I have been wrong before. My daughter 'dropped' at about 31 weeks so much that midwife had a job to get measurements half the time. As she dropped so much so soon I was convinced that she would come early....she was happy to wait until her due date and arrived quite happily on time.
This little madam though I think is likely to take after her daddy and will be impatient and want to come as soon as she can...which is fine by me as long as she's safe and healthy...oh and doesn't come christmas day lol
With all this stuff going on I'm nervous today as I go for a class about breastfeeding. Yes, this is my fourth child but I've never had the option of breastfeeding due to health with the others. So this time I am determined to be pre-armed with all information so should my health stay as it is (fingers crossed) then I will be able to attempt to breastfeed. I'm not expecting it to be easy by any means but being prepared will help. I just hope I don't ask any stupid question..or get looked badly upon as I bottle fed all my others. I was going to take a notebook so I could take notes and thought I may look a right idiot..so decided maybe wrongly to rely on my memory to remember the information....actually I may take a pen incase the give us some paper..God help me lol
Tuesday, 27 November 2012
I apologise for not updating
Ok so on the off chance that anyone does actually read this blog..I apologise for not updating sooner.
The scan did show that the placenta is still low which meant I was disappointed that it hadn't moved. On the plus side our baby girl was jumping around and watching us as the scan was being done.
However, panic set in again as the following monday I had a slight discharge that wasn't much but decided to keep an eye on it rather than panic. On the tuesday I had the same, so with that I rang the midwife that then told me to ring the hospital. I was told to go in to be checked over I knew that meant at least a couple of hours in there. Luckily I was able to get my step-dad to have the kids (as I'd got them first half of half term) and rang hubby who without a second thought was on his way to come with me.
I did get checked over and there appeared to be nothing wrong. So the only conclusion we can come to is that baby was moving with some force sunday and monday night and maybe she knocked the placenta.
I have also had my boys birthdays in the space it's taken me to update. This now means that my youngest son turned 10 and my eldest is now 13!! I feel so old that I am a mum of a teenager. I must admit at times I think I must be mad..mad I tell you to have even thought of starting again. But then I remind myself just how much this baby was wanted..to the point I was getting beside myself when it didn't happen for the 4 months we were trying before it happend.
The scan did show that the placenta is still low which meant I was disappointed that it hadn't moved. On the plus side our baby girl was jumping around and watching us as the scan was being done.
However, panic set in again as the following monday I had a slight discharge that wasn't much but decided to keep an eye on it rather than panic. On the tuesday I had the same, so with that I rang the midwife that then told me to ring the hospital. I was told to go in to be checked over I knew that meant at least a couple of hours in there. Luckily I was able to get my step-dad to have the kids (as I'd got them first half of half term) and rang hubby who without a second thought was on his way to come with me.
I did get checked over and there appeared to be nothing wrong. So the only conclusion we can come to is that baby was moving with some force sunday and monday night and maybe she knocked the placenta.
I have also had my boys birthdays in the space it's taken me to update. This now means that my youngest son turned 10 and my eldest is now 13!! I feel so old that I am a mum of a teenager. I must admit at times I think I must be mad..mad I tell you to have even thought of starting again. But then I remind myself just how much this baby was wanted..to the point I was getting beside myself when it didn't happen for the 4 months we were trying before it happend.
Saturday, 20 October 2012
Let this week drag..please
So now I'm 28 wks along and on Thursday I have a scan. Normally this is great, afterall it means I get to see my little girl again and can't wait to see her.
However, it also means that my nerves and stress out time has started. The reason for this scan is that they thought my placenta was lying a little too low and so want to check it's moved. I'm praying to god it has..else this means possible c-section my worst nightmare. Not only am I panicking about this but the fact that to myself I don't feel like I've got much bigger. Most people would think this a great thing but to me it worries me.
See 10 years ago,I felt so good about not being big with DS2 that I didn't realise I wasn't actually getting bigger and it turned out he'd stopped growing and was born by c-sect at 36 wks weighing a mere 3lb 14oz....so tiny it's hard to comprehend.
I had all these worries with my DD too but as she was growing and could see it I panicked less.
I'm hoping I'm getting myself in a tizz for nothing and everything is ok but you just can't help but worry. As Thursday draws closer I'm sure I'll be much worse but am going to try my best not to show it as I don't want to worry husband.
Lets hope the weekend is not too bad.
However, it also means that my nerves and stress out time has started. The reason for this scan is that they thought my placenta was lying a little too low and so want to check it's moved. I'm praying to god it has..else this means possible c-section my worst nightmare. Not only am I panicking about this but the fact that to myself I don't feel like I've got much bigger. Most people would think this a great thing but to me it worries me.
See 10 years ago,I felt so good about not being big with DS2 that I didn't realise I wasn't actually getting bigger and it turned out he'd stopped growing and was born by c-sect at 36 wks weighing a mere 3lb 14oz....so tiny it's hard to comprehend.
I had all these worries with my DD too but as she was growing and could see it I panicked less.
I'm hoping I'm getting myself in a tizz for nothing and everything is ok but you just can't help but worry. As Thursday draws closer I'm sure I'll be much worse but am going to try my best not to show it as I don't want to worry husband.
Lets hope the weekend is not too bad.
Monday, 15 October 2012
Excited about winter..must be mad
When people are asked about their favourite season most would say without doubt summer. I like summer don't get me wrong infact if I'm honest I enjoy summer a lot more than I used to. Perhaps I'm more happy with myself than I used to be..for instance this summer I even wore a dress and more than once and not even to go out in..I mean during the day lol.
Yep, most people will answer summer but for me it has to be winter and no more so than this year. What makes this year so special..lots.
This perfect image may be reprimanded with the reality of me panicking about hubby making his way home in the 'perfect winter weathers' and him worrying about me incase I should slip and hurt myself or babylea.
Despite all the dangers and worries winter can bring there really is something magical about it. The fact that jumpers come out and you don't have to look at skimpy outfits anymore..or perhaps that's just because it means I won't look as huge once everyone else is wearing jumpers :)
The fact that this magical season is already starting and you can see it all around...from the changing and cropping of leaves to the pine cones in the woods. The sounds at night of the odd firework going off to the mornings where you can see spider webs glistening with frost. I've already started making arrangements with Katie to make up toffee apples and plan on getting sparklers....you just never too old for sparklers I think lol.
In fact the spiders web Katie saw on Saturday morning fascinated her so much she was stood looking at it for 10 minutes without budging.
With this season upon us just means to me that this year really has flown by and before we know it the most magical moment of all will be upon us and that will be the arrival of babylea.
Yep, most people will answer summer but for me it has to be winter and no more so than this year. What makes this year so special..lots.
- My gorgoeus hubby and me celebrate our first wedding anniversary.
- It will be the first winter in our new home
- Christmas!! I love xmas always have and always will
- Our baby will be here Dec/ Jan depending on how early or late she decides to be.
This perfect image may be reprimanded with the reality of me panicking about hubby making his way home in the 'perfect winter weathers' and him worrying about me incase I should slip and hurt myself or babylea.
Despite all the dangers and worries winter can bring there really is something magical about it. The fact that jumpers come out and you don't have to look at skimpy outfits anymore..or perhaps that's just because it means I won't look as huge once everyone else is wearing jumpers :)
The fact that this magical season is already starting and you can see it all around...from the changing and cropping of leaves to the pine cones in the woods. The sounds at night of the odd firework going off to the mornings where you can see spider webs glistening with frost. I've already started making arrangements with Katie to make up toffee apples and plan on getting sparklers....you just never too old for sparklers I think lol.
In fact the spiders web Katie saw on Saturday morning fascinated her so much she was stood looking at it for 10 minutes without budging.
With this season upon us just means to me that this year really has flown by and before we know it the most magical moment of all will be upon us and that will be the arrival of babylea.
Thursday, 4 October 2012
Oh my.. the chocoholic inside starts again
So I've noticed changes over the last few weeks. I don't mean just in my body , as it changes shape and size..I mean in eating habits and moods. I can't help feeling sorry for hubby as it seems he is the one most affected by these changes.
When you find out your expecting you wait for the cravings ..will they be weird ones? healthy ones? totally unhealthy ones? I am no exception to this. More so as I was convinced that I was having a girl from the start and after looking into old wives tales regarding how to find out your baby's gender, it appeared if you're carrying a girl you crave sweet things..sounds good to me.
So I was a little disappointed that instead of wanting chocolate til I burst, I was craving beef monster munch, cheese on toast and eggs of all sorts. This didn't change my mind about baby's gender and as always was right lol .
But the last few weeks I've had sudden urges for sweet things. Ranging from chocolate to puddings and yoghurt's. So far so good...for me that is. Not so good for my husband..you see he's a chocoholic which means I'm eating into his stash. I don't mean to and I do try to suppress these cravings after all as big as babylea is getting (or is that me?) I've not really put extra weight on (at least I think I haven't).
But it seems like I have no control on these cravings and the chocoholic (babylea?) inside takes over. Oh, I do try not to eat the chocolate and have tried to trick my cravings into submission by cheating. For instance, one trick is making hot chocolate to drink rather than tea just to take the edge off the craving. Sometimes this works..but only for a little while.
There was a tin of Quality streets in the house early this week...bad idea..I didn't eat all of them but most of them am afraid to say. I will try to refrain from buying these again otherwise at this rate I will be the size of a double decker bus and with just over 14 weeks to go I'd rather not be. These tins should be banned until much nearer to xmas ..after all it's just temptation..one I am unable to fight! But if the shop didn't stock them I wouldn't have brought them :P
Along with these cravings comes the embarressment of admitting that the whole box (a small one) of maltesers that were in the cupboard this morning was in actual fact devoured while watching Loose women and all by me (babylea too). While hubby is quite understanding, I get frustrated that I get so hungry and have these cravings I just cannot control regardless of my attempts to trick them.
So for now I guess I'm going to have to admit slight defeat and give in..just a little.
But not too much for the sake of my husband's chocolate stash and my sanity.
When you find out your expecting you wait for the cravings ..will they be weird ones? healthy ones? totally unhealthy ones? I am no exception to this. More so as I was convinced that I was having a girl from the start and after looking into old wives tales regarding how to find out your baby's gender, it appeared if you're carrying a girl you crave sweet things..sounds good to me.
So I was a little disappointed that instead of wanting chocolate til I burst, I was craving beef monster munch, cheese on toast and eggs of all sorts. This didn't change my mind about baby's gender and as always was right lol .
But the last few weeks I've had sudden urges for sweet things. Ranging from chocolate to puddings and yoghurt's. So far so good...for me that is. Not so good for my husband..you see he's a chocoholic which means I'm eating into his stash. I don't mean to and I do try to suppress these cravings after all as big as babylea is getting (or is that me?) I've not really put extra weight on (at least I think I haven't).
But it seems like I have no control on these cravings and the chocoholic (babylea?) inside takes over. Oh, I do try not to eat the chocolate and have tried to trick my cravings into submission by cheating. For instance, one trick is making hot chocolate to drink rather than tea just to take the edge off the craving. Sometimes this works..but only for a little while.
There was a tin of Quality streets in the house early this week...bad idea..I didn't eat all of them but most of them am afraid to say. I will try to refrain from buying these again otherwise at this rate I will be the size of a double decker bus and with just over 14 weeks to go I'd rather not be. These tins should be banned until much nearer to xmas ..after all it's just temptation..one I am unable to fight! But if the shop didn't stock them I wouldn't have brought them :P
Along with these cravings comes the embarressment of admitting that the whole box (a small one) of maltesers that were in the cupboard this morning was in actual fact devoured while watching Loose women and all by me (babylea too). While hubby is quite understanding, I get frustrated that I get so hungry and have these cravings I just cannot control regardless of my attempts to trick them.
So for now I guess I'm going to have to admit slight defeat and give in..just a little.
But not too much for the sake of my husband's chocolate stash and my sanity.
Tuesday, 2 October 2012
And so here comes October..
October already?! Just where has the year gone?? It only seems like yesterday since we moved in the new house or found out we were expecting babylea and yet month 10 is upon us already...cue the bombardment of xmas stuff on TV and in the high streets.
Last week, I had a nice meet up with an old school friend who's also pregnant..feels fab talking to someone else that wants to talk babies and gets excited as much as you. Was fun except she kept saying she feels old this time round.. I know how she feels but I try not to say it out loud...or it might be true.
After actually being able to drink mocha's while out ( some caffeine at last) I prepared myself for babylea to give me grief. Surprisingly she didn't..she went the other way and went quiet on me..in fact so much so I started to worry and got the doppler out to listen in on her inside antics. Thankfully, she was swishing away in there doing who knows what lol. She had been moving but as it was only small movements I kept convincing myself I hadn't felt her. However, she's now decided to let me know she's definitely there with avengence..give way to tummy ripples, heartburn, feet/hands under the ribs and general odd shapes.
Along with the start of October comes the school photos. I hated school photos when I was at school..those were the days before straighteners were invented ...if they had been my photos would have been very different.
This morning was a rush of making sure Katie had the right jumper on, as well as making sure not only was her hair right but it would actually stay reasonable until her photo was taken. Fingers crossed it worked..not holding my breath though.
So with rushing this morning we were running late only a little though for a change.Tomorrow brings 'reading club' which means we have to be at school early..should be fun to see how that goes.
Last week, I had a nice meet up with an old school friend who's also pregnant..feels fab talking to someone else that wants to talk babies and gets excited as much as you. Was fun except she kept saying she feels old this time round.. I know how she feels but I try not to say it out loud...or it might be true.
After actually being able to drink mocha's while out ( some caffeine at last) I prepared myself for babylea to give me grief. Surprisingly she didn't..she went the other way and went quiet on me..in fact so much so I started to worry and got the doppler out to listen in on her inside antics. Thankfully, she was swishing away in there doing who knows what lol. She had been moving but as it was only small movements I kept convincing myself I hadn't felt her. However, she's now decided to let me know she's definitely there with avengence..give way to tummy ripples, heartburn, feet/hands under the ribs and general odd shapes.
Along with the start of October comes the school photos. I hated school photos when I was at school..those were the days before straighteners were invented ...if they had been my photos would have been very different.
This morning was a rush of making sure Katie had the right jumper on, as well as making sure not only was her hair right but it would actually stay reasonable until her photo was taken. Fingers crossed it worked..not holding my breath though.
So with rushing this morning we were running late only a little though for a change.Tomorrow brings 'reading club' which means we have to be at school early..should be fun to see how that goes.
Friday, 28 September 2012
best of intentions... I can't be the only one
So when I found out I was pregnant I was ecstatic to put it mildly. Then the nausea kicked in despite my best intentions of keeping it at bay.
See I figured I've done this before...3 times before in fact I know what I'm doing.
This time I have more time on my hands, more so now my college course has finished and I've pushed doing a degree back until next year...when things should be more settled.
So I have read all the books that come in your packs from midwife but there's only so many times you can read what happens this week, next week and in ten weeks time.
This being said I made other intentions to keep me busy as I am so bored now college has finished and six weeks holidays are over and it's just me, babylea and Jake the dog for daytime company.
Intentions are always made but somehow never get done..or at least in my case.
So my intentions I made at the beginning of September are as follows:
See I figured I've done this before...3 times before in fact I know what I'm doing.
This time I have more time on my hands, more so now my college course has finished and I've pushed doing a degree back until next year...when things should be more settled.
So I have read all the books that come in your packs from midwife but there's only so many times you can read what happens this week, next week and in ten weeks time.
This being said I made other intentions to keep me busy as I am so bored now college has finished and six weeks holidays are over and it's just me, babylea and Jake the dog for daytime company.
Intentions are always made but somehow never get done..or at least in my case.
So my intentions I made at the beginning of September are as follows:
- To learn a new skill - given that a new learn how to crochet magazine was advertised on TV I figured that would be as good as any.
- To get back reading books..it's been too long since I've read on a regular basis.
- To get more of a social life going save me staying in all day.
- Get going on finding the rest of the baby stuff.
- Make and bake lots of lovely treats..again something that gets too long since I last done it.
- I read the magazine attempted to do a coupe of 'stitches' it didn't look right and I gave up. The intention is to have a look at the DVD with it and see if I can 'get it' from there.
- I've read a few..some good ones the problem is if I get a good book I have a job to put it down and means the book is finished within 2-3 days. I have joined the library but struggle to find books I really want to read..I will persevere with it.
- Not done too badly on this front I rejoined the netmums network and met a few nice ladies from there that I keep in contact with on facebook. Also met up with a few friends for drinks and catch up which has made a nice change. I'm hoping this social network will continue and increase once 'babylea' arrives and baby brain has turned me into an unknown person.
- I have got baby stuff just I need more lol I know what I need/want it's just a case of finding it at the right price..ebay is always good for this. Problem is once I'm online everything else goes out the window.
- This is one that really gets to me as I keep thinking chocolate cake...mmm...ooo and homemade rice pudding..sadly it just doesn't seem to manifest. It will happen just not sure when.
come when you like..with what you like...thanks..not
I am sat here this morning drinking hot chocolate..my favourite drink at the moment as 'baby lea' refuses to allow me to drink my usual drug of strong coffee for the last 16 weeks. God I miss my coffee :(
How am I able to sit here drinking hot chocolate with marshmallows and cream? My shopping has arrived early...almost 2 hours early.
I'm not lazy that I don't go and do my shopping in store, it's just easier and more convenient to do it online. Why? Because the last time I went and did a shop I spent more then double what I normally do..this then combined with stress from the amount of trolley banging and plain bad manners that went on within the aisles..I've admitted defeat and stuck solely to online food shopping.
However, for all it's good points: convenient, money saving, easier and less stressful it also has it's bad points which can make the last one of the good points not so good.
What am I going on about?? Substitutes...and delivery times. You make your shopping list you put your items in the trolley and the store picks your shopping for you..substitutes are supposed to be of similar products to original ordered. I do wonder what people do these jobs. For instance, I don't normally order bread as hubby is fussy about his bread...don't ask. But on one occasion I did and never again...I ordered a normal medium sliced white loaf..every store has them. Apparently not when my shopping was being picked...I was sent a substitute that was a smaller loaf...you know the ones I mean ..the ones that look as though 2 bites out of it and the slice would be gone. How is that a substitute for a normal loaf?
After this and other dreadful experiences with substitutes I have tried to remember when ordering to knock of the allowance of all substitutes as I'd rather have nothing than ridiculous items I cannot use. The experience has never been helped by the list telling you what your substitutes are as it never says the exact description, so taking the loaf example again I never imagined it would have been a smaller loaf so didn't know until unpacking.
As for delivery times, I do not mind if they decided to come early or I'm first delivery in my time slot of course that's always a good thing. What I do mind is when they decide to come ridiculously early like the last 2 times they have come almost 2 hrs early. The whole point of booking delivery times is so you know when to be in for should you have other things to do..at least I'm sure that's why you book time slots?? Admittedly I have been rung a few times by drivers to make sure I am in..which I was grateful for, as if I'm out I'm never far away and so could come back should I need to.
So for now I'm going to breathe deeply...finish my nice hot chocolate...while watching the weather change again..autumn is definitely here :)
How am I able to sit here drinking hot chocolate with marshmallows and cream? My shopping has arrived early...almost 2 hours early.
I'm not lazy that I don't go and do my shopping in store, it's just easier and more convenient to do it online. Why? Because the last time I went and did a shop I spent more then double what I normally do..this then combined with stress from the amount of trolley banging and plain bad manners that went on within the aisles..I've admitted defeat and stuck solely to online food shopping.
However, for all it's good points: convenient, money saving, easier and less stressful it also has it's bad points which can make the last one of the good points not so good.
What am I going on about?? Substitutes...and delivery times. You make your shopping list you put your items in the trolley and the store picks your shopping for you..substitutes are supposed to be of similar products to original ordered. I do wonder what people do these jobs. For instance, I don't normally order bread as hubby is fussy about his bread...don't ask. But on one occasion I did and never again...I ordered a normal medium sliced white loaf..every store has them. Apparently not when my shopping was being picked...I was sent a substitute that was a smaller loaf...you know the ones I mean ..the ones that look as though 2 bites out of it and the slice would be gone. How is that a substitute for a normal loaf?
After this and other dreadful experiences with substitutes I have tried to remember when ordering to knock of the allowance of all substitutes as I'd rather have nothing than ridiculous items I cannot use. The experience has never been helped by the list telling you what your substitutes are as it never says the exact description, so taking the loaf example again I never imagined it would have been a smaller loaf so didn't know until unpacking.
As for delivery times, I do not mind if they decided to come early or I'm first delivery in my time slot of course that's always a good thing. What I do mind is when they decide to come ridiculously early like the last 2 times they have come almost 2 hrs early. The whole point of booking delivery times is so you know when to be in for should you have other things to do..at least I'm sure that's why you book time slots?? Admittedly I have been rung a few times by drivers to make sure I am in..which I was grateful for, as if I'm out I'm never far away and so could come back should I need to.
So for now I'm going to breathe deeply...finish my nice hot chocolate...while watching the weather change again..autumn is definitely here :)
Monday, 24 September 2012
Autumn finally here....
The sun was shining on Saturday yet I still felt as though there was a nip in the air maybe that was a fore warning of what was to come?
Daughter was at her dad's this weekend so me and hubby decided to redecorate her room while she was gone. See since we moved here in march it's never quite felt her room..with the baby boy wallpaper and blue stained carpet, it needed doing.
The new carpet was laid by my lovely father in law and hubby on Friday night and though it's lovely it's not pink or overly girlie as we need to think that we may want to swap the girls and boys rooms round at some point. However, Saturday afternoon was taken by the smell of paint and the sound of a roller..I don't mind d.i.y never have to be honest but as it was our first project hubby did most of it while I..erm..supervised ;) lol
One less job to be done before baby arrives anyway and the room now feels like a girls room..perfect.
Anyway, I went off topic there...autumn..I think we can safely say that it is here..I doubt we'll see the sun again and if we do it won't be really warm. Just them sunny autumn days that are nice to go walking in but need to still wrap up..which is the weathers way of saying winters on it's way....oh heck.
As the rain started to drizzle yesterday the decision was made to get the fire stoked up.
I love our house not only as this will be our first winter in it but the real fire we had to replace the gas one...nothing quite beats it. The flames, the heat, the smell, the noise and being cuddled up in front of it makes the weather worth it.
Today and the weather is just as miserable as yeaterday..if not worse. Chucking it down..no suprise there it always seems to have a habit of doing that for the school run just to be kind to us mums. Getting through the school gates is a big enough challenge as it but with umbrellas ranging from the size of a teacloth to ones you could fit a group of golfers under makes it so much more so. The slight ray of amusement came I was by the sight of someone under an umbrella wearing shorts..I mean really?? How do the 2 go together...they obviously knew it was raining hence the umbrella..so why the shorts?..wishful thinking? other than wanting to freeze to death and catch death of cold I am still baffled as to why anyone would be wearing shorts knowing it's raining and bloody cold.
Another sign of autumn and the end of summer for me is I feel not well..am sure I'm coming down with a cold though I hope not. As much as I hate being ill, the sneezing and rough feeling throat suggests I may well be looking like rudolph before the week is out....a rather large rounded rudolph I may add.
I've looked on the negative side of autumn I know...but it's not all bad in fact I love autumn.
The cold nights will mean a burning fire and cuddles up on the sofa.
Walking the dog and the kids through the chase while watching the change in leaf colour and trees.
Being wrapped up warm on walks and coming in to make hot choclate with cream and marshmallows (kids favourite) and last but not by means least it means baby will soon be here...just 16 weeks and counting...oh yes autumn is finally here.
Daughter was at her dad's this weekend so me and hubby decided to redecorate her room while she was gone. See since we moved here in march it's never quite felt her room..with the baby boy wallpaper and blue stained carpet, it needed doing.
The new carpet was laid by my lovely father in law and hubby on Friday night and though it's lovely it's not pink or overly girlie as we need to think that we may want to swap the girls and boys rooms round at some point. However, Saturday afternoon was taken by the smell of paint and the sound of a roller..I don't mind d.i.y never have to be honest but as it was our first project hubby did most of it while I..erm..supervised ;) lol
One less job to be done before baby arrives anyway and the room now feels like a girls room..perfect.
Anyway, I went off topic there...autumn..I think we can safely say that it is here..I doubt we'll see the sun again and if we do it won't be really warm. Just them sunny autumn days that are nice to go walking in but need to still wrap up..which is the weathers way of saying winters on it's way....oh heck.
As the rain started to drizzle yesterday the decision was made to get the fire stoked up.
I love our house not only as this will be our first winter in it but the real fire we had to replace the gas one...nothing quite beats it. The flames, the heat, the smell, the noise and being cuddled up in front of it makes the weather worth it.
Today and the weather is just as miserable as yeaterday..if not worse. Chucking it down..no suprise there it always seems to have a habit of doing that for the school run just to be kind to us mums. Getting through the school gates is a big enough challenge as it but with umbrellas ranging from the size of a teacloth to ones you could fit a group of golfers under makes it so much more so. The slight ray of amusement came I was by the sight of someone under an umbrella wearing shorts..I mean really?? How do the 2 go together...they obviously knew it was raining hence the umbrella..so why the shorts?..wishful thinking? other than wanting to freeze to death and catch death of cold I am still baffled as to why anyone would be wearing shorts knowing it's raining and bloody cold.
Another sign of autumn and the end of summer for me is I feel not well..am sure I'm coming down with a cold though I hope not. As much as I hate being ill, the sneezing and rough feeling throat suggests I may well be looking like rudolph before the week is out....a rather large rounded rudolph I may add.
I've looked on the negative side of autumn I know...but it's not all bad in fact I love autumn.
The cold nights will mean a burning fire and cuddles up on the sofa.
Walking the dog and the kids through the chase while watching the change in leaf colour and trees.
Being wrapped up warm on walks and coming in to make hot choclate with cream and marshmallows (kids favourite) and last but not by means least it means baby will soon be here...just 16 weeks and counting...oh yes autumn is finally here.
Friday, 21 September 2012
Being taken over....
I thought I felt the baby move at around 15 weeks..but I thought it was a little too early (reading from all the knowledge books). But when I went for a check up at almost 16 weeks was told in actual fact I was probably right and baby was wriggling..as excited as i was I felt disappointed because husband couldn't feel what I did and enjoy the moments too. With this in mind I was waiting for the kicks to start so that he indeed could get the same feeling as I did. Although she's been kicking a while..it's never been the strong kicks that you see just by looking at your tummy. All that changed this week...and for the first time my husband actually felt our baby..the grin on his face said it all and he still gets amazed by it now.
However, the downside to this amazing feeling is, as all mums will know, now it means my body is no longer my own lol. from changing strange shapes to sudden belly ripples to the bursting feeling for the loo regardless of how much you have or haven't drunk.
However, the downside to this amazing feeling is, as all mums will know, now it means my body is no longer my own lol. from changing strange shapes to sudden belly ripples to the bursting feeling for the loo regardless of how much you have or haven't drunk.
Monday, 17 September 2012
What a weekend :)
Hope anyone actually reading this has had a good weekend...I did :)
First off, this weekend was my 2 sons turn to come and stay at ours. the eldest has had flu so didn't come but my youngest couldn't wait..he came bounding out his dad's house and straight into the car.
The sun was shining too( never a bad thing for a weekend) this meant that he could spend time in the garden..doing the jobs he finds himself to do lol.
What made it all the better was we['d already decided to go to Blackpool to see the illuminations a few weeks back. We did this last year and was the first time my youngest son or Katie had ever seen them and they loved it.
With all the excitement we set off with a warmness still in the air. As we got further up north the clouds got darker..never a good sign and I prayed it wasn't going to rain. Not that it would matter as we'd got the umbrellas in the boot but nothing worse than walking around in the rain at night.
The only problem with walking through Blackpool is that obviously you have the hen/stag do's and general parties of people in and out of the bars not really caring who they bump into. To avoid this we decided to walk along the seafront...the sea was rough..so much so you could see the waves crashing with their white foam even in the dark. Luckily, it didn't rain but by god it was windy!! This was only made worse with walking along the seafront but it had to be better than walking into all sorts on the other side.
The illuminations were fab as always and the kids especially liked the trams that were lit up for the occasion.
We finished our evening off by going into the amusements and letting the kids have a go on the penny drop machines. Katie had a fascination with tickets and so we used a drop machine that gave out tickets instead of money...seemed a fair deal and katie knew she'd get something at the end of it.
We were there until it closed..in fact we didn't realise the time...time flies when having fun.
Eventually after a long drive home (always seems much longer coming home) we finally got to bed..I've never been so much in need of my bed as I did then.
Worth feeling tired for just to see the look on the kids faces and knowing they enjoyed it...and next year knowing we will have our little baby lea with us makes me smile.
First off, this weekend was my 2 sons turn to come and stay at ours. the eldest has had flu so didn't come but my youngest couldn't wait..he came bounding out his dad's house and straight into the car.
The sun was shining too( never a bad thing for a weekend) this meant that he could spend time in the garden..doing the jobs he finds himself to do lol.
What made it all the better was we['d already decided to go to Blackpool to see the illuminations a few weeks back. We did this last year and was the first time my youngest son or Katie had ever seen them and they loved it.
With all the excitement we set off with a warmness still in the air. As we got further up north the clouds got darker..never a good sign and I prayed it wasn't going to rain. Not that it would matter as we'd got the umbrellas in the boot but nothing worse than walking around in the rain at night.
The only problem with walking through Blackpool is that obviously you have the hen/stag do's and general parties of people in and out of the bars not really caring who they bump into. To avoid this we decided to walk along the seafront...the sea was rough..so much so you could see the waves crashing with their white foam even in the dark. Luckily, it didn't rain but by god it was windy!! This was only made worse with walking along the seafront but it had to be better than walking into all sorts on the other side.
The illuminations were fab as always and the kids especially liked the trams that were lit up for the occasion.
We finished our evening off by going into the amusements and letting the kids have a go on the penny drop machines. Katie had a fascination with tickets and so we used a drop machine that gave out tickets instead of money...seemed a fair deal and katie knew she'd get something at the end of it.
We were there until it closed..in fact we didn't realise the time...time flies when having fun.
Eventually after a long drive home (always seems much longer coming home) we finally got to bed..I've never been so much in need of my bed as I did then.
Worth feeling tired for just to see the look on the kids faces and knowing they enjoyed it...and next year knowing we will have our little baby lea with us makes me smile.
U forget..then it hits u again
As other mum's will know the older your children get the less the worries are supposed to be. Something else I'd forgotten until friday afternoon..I mean just what that feeling of worry and panic feels like. I've got this all to come again..oh my.
So friday afternoon while attempting to wait for the urge of lunch to arise the phone rang..my daughters school. I got that horrible feeling in my stomach that something was wrong..however I waited for them to say 'nothing to worry about' it didn't come. They were ringing as she'd had a nosebleed (nothing unusal in that she suffers a lot with them) but they were concerned as it had started 30 minutes ago and still not stopped.
The computer and TV were off and trainers on before I was even off the phone to dart out the door to the school.
Once I got to the school, slight panic and out of breath to find she was ok just the school had been concerned as the bleeding was only now starting to slow down.
We went home and had lots of cuddles to a sigh of relief from me to know at least even given the panic she was ok..apart from needing to be cleaned up.
I'm not good with blood but when it comes to your kids you have no choice especially when you have two that are subject to have nosebleeds without warning. Katie on the other hand takes it in her stride and doesn't normally let it worry her, in fact she's quite pratical when these happen.
As these occasions of panic are few and far between I did think that I have this all to come again, though it's always worth it you can't help thinking about how much you forget.
So friday afternoon while attempting to wait for the urge of lunch to arise the phone rang..my daughters school. I got that horrible feeling in my stomach that something was wrong..however I waited for them to say 'nothing to worry about' it didn't come. They were ringing as she'd had a nosebleed (nothing unusal in that she suffers a lot with them) but they were concerned as it had started 30 minutes ago and still not stopped.
The computer and TV were off and trainers on before I was even off the phone to dart out the door to the school.
Once I got to the school, slight panic and out of breath to find she was ok just the school had been concerned as the bleeding was only now starting to slow down.
We went home and had lots of cuddles to a sigh of relief from me to know at least even given the panic she was ok..apart from needing to be cleaned up.
I'm not good with blood but when it comes to your kids you have no choice especially when you have two that are subject to have nosebleeds without warning. Katie on the other hand takes it in her stride and doesn't normally let it worry her, in fact she's quite pratical when these happen.
As these occasions of panic are few and far between I did think that I have this all to come again, though it's always worth it you can't help thinking about how much you forget.
Friday, 14 September 2012
What is going on??
Ok so it's lunchtime understandably I'm hungry (or is that baby lea?) either way I need food. So bearing this in mind I make my way into the kitchen...now what do I fancy to eat? how hard is that question to answer? Normally it wouldn't be..but since being pregnant I've found more often than not this question impossible to answer. Cheese on toast, egg on toast, cheese sandwich, corned beef sandwich..none of these seem to be the right answer.
Yesterday I had something I used to eat growing up...Eggy bread :) I love it nothing like having eggy bread with tomato sauce..lovely. Even my kids love this, so during the holidays this is always a winner for lunchtime.
But today I just can't decide. So I've decided until I feel more towards what I (or baby lea) wants to eat.
So to take the hunger off I'll have a bag of roast beef monster munch, these have been something I've been eating since I found out I was pregnant. To be honest it's strange because I'm not normally a crisps person but I would easily wolf down a multipack of 6 with no help at all (unless you class baby lea as helping me eat them).
I open the crisp packet to realise that there only seems to be half the packet left...now I know that at times I have 'baby brain' but I can openly assure you that I haven't eaten a single crisp...but to look in the packet seems to coinside the opposite.
Obviously some invisible person has stole half my crisps or the packet is far too big for the amount put in..not sure which one is worse? So instead of a full packet of crisps I now have what appears as half a packet and trying to not drop the crumbs everywhere..until lunchtime can fully resume :)
Yesterday I had something I used to eat growing up...Eggy bread :) I love it nothing like having eggy bread with tomato sauce..lovely. Even my kids love this, so during the holidays this is always a winner for lunchtime.
But today I just can't decide. So I've decided until I feel more towards what I (or baby lea) wants to eat.
So to take the hunger off I'll have a bag of roast beef monster munch, these have been something I've been eating since I found out I was pregnant. To be honest it's strange because I'm not normally a crisps person but I would easily wolf down a multipack of 6 with no help at all (unless you class baby lea as helping me eat them).
I open the crisp packet to realise that there only seems to be half the packet left...now I know that at times I have 'baby brain' but I can openly assure you that I haven't eaten a single crisp...but to look in the packet seems to coinside the opposite.
Obviously some invisible person has stole half my crisps or the packet is far too big for the amount put in..not sure which one is worse? So instead of a full packet of crisps I now have what appears as half a packet and trying to not drop the crumbs everywhere..until lunchtime can fully resume :)
The what??
Moshi monsters...what on earth are they?? I'd never even heard of them until last year..and being truthful I'm still not much wiser. Where did I hear about them? My now 6 yr old daughter. Where she found out about them from I've still no idea, but she loves them. She started collecting the collector cards, as well as some of the toys and even on occasion had the tattoos. She likes nothing more than going on the moshi monster website to adopt her own 'pet' and doing stuff with it (a bit like a virtual tamagotchi or furbie lol).
I can't complain though as it keeps her happy and entertained, while collecting the cards gives her a connection with her friends.
It's when she asks me what I think about certain moshi monsters..or how does she do this? I feel daft when I say I haven't a clue what you're talking about. With this response she proceeds to tell me all about her favourite moshi monsters, as well as which ones she needs within her card collection and what Dr Strangeglove (who's supposedly the baddy??) has been upto..lol
But it does make me wonder where people come up with these things. I understand when TV programmes influence trends like Dora, Fifi, bob the builder etc. But then now and again you get things like moshi monsters that come out of nowhere and seems to be popular overnight.
Something else she likes which is quite a big trend (so I believe) is zhu zhu pets..to which kept her entertained for over an hour last night, running around the living room trying to catch them and stop them from disappearing under the sofas lol.
What I find strange is how these things suddenly creep up on us parents(or just me)? Because it seems they go from not having heard of them to all you hear about. Funnily enough more often than not they seem to appear just before Xmas...convenient I think.
Just to make sure we are aware of what our children 'want' for Xmas the adverts for toys start in the middle of August at every opportunity...oh the joys lol What happened to Xmas presents being simple....you know a doll and a pram for girls and cars/trains for boys job done lol
I can't complain though as it keeps her happy and entertained, while collecting the cards gives her a connection with her friends.
It's when she asks me what I think about certain moshi monsters..or how does she do this? I feel daft when I say I haven't a clue what you're talking about. With this response she proceeds to tell me all about her favourite moshi monsters, as well as which ones she needs within her card collection and what Dr Strangeglove (who's supposedly the baddy??) has been upto..lol
But it does make me wonder where people come up with these things. I understand when TV programmes influence trends like Dora, Fifi, bob the builder etc. But then now and again you get things like moshi monsters that come out of nowhere and seems to be popular overnight.
Something else she likes which is quite a big trend (so I believe) is zhu zhu pets..to which kept her entertained for over an hour last night, running around the living room trying to catch them and stop them from disappearing under the sofas lol.
What I find strange is how these things suddenly creep up on us parents(or just me)? Because it seems they go from not having heard of them to all you hear about. Funnily enough more often than not they seem to appear just before Xmas...convenient I think.
Just to make sure we are aware of what our children 'want' for Xmas the adverts for toys start in the middle of August at every opportunity...oh the joys lol What happened to Xmas presents being simple....you know a doll and a pram for girls and cars/trains for boys job done lol
Wednesday, 12 September 2012
morning :)
Something very rare happend this morning...not sure how it happend but it did...we actually got to school on time..woohoo. Like most mums it is never my intention to be late it just somehow always happens. I've been ready to leave and then I remember that I haven't picked something up or I need to do that before leaving and before you know it..5/10 mins have passed and now you're late.
This morning tho something was different and we made it on time even despite the traffic.
However, despite this great achievement this morning I was also feeling a cross between mr greedy and mr rush from mr men..this seems to be a regualar shape for me of late. Little miss baby lea not only moves but decides for her own amusement that making mummy's tummy in funny shapes would be a great pastime for her until she arrives...or at least until she gets restricted lol.
I can't complain as much as this sometimes freaks me out..mr rush is not a good look (when she decides to stick her bum or head out from just under my ribs) I know that at least I know she's moving and that can only be a good thing. Husband finds that me freaking out about this quite strange...why? because obviously I've been through all this before. But either it's something I didn't experience or it's something I missed being busy working while pregnant with my other 3.
So the plan for today is to scare myself witless by reminding myself how much pain I'm likely to experience in 18 weeks time by watching midwives on catch-up. As much as it interests me I couldn't subject husband to watch it....if he did I'm sure he'd refuse to even come to the hosital lol ..and so for this reason I keep him away from these programmes.
This morning tho something was different and we made it on time even despite the traffic.
However, despite this great achievement this morning I was also feeling a cross between mr greedy and mr rush from mr men..this seems to be a regualar shape for me of late. Little miss baby lea not only moves but decides for her own amusement that making mummy's tummy in funny shapes would be a great pastime for her until she arrives...or at least until she gets restricted lol.
I can't complain as much as this sometimes freaks me out..mr rush is not a good look (when she decides to stick her bum or head out from just under my ribs) I know that at least I know she's moving and that can only be a good thing. Husband finds that me freaking out about this quite strange...why? because obviously I've been through all this before. But either it's something I didn't experience or it's something I missed being busy working while pregnant with my other 3.
So the plan for today is to scare myself witless by reminding myself how much pain I'm likely to experience in 18 weeks time by watching midwives on catch-up. As much as it interests me I couldn't subject husband to watch it....if he did I'm sure he'd refuse to even come to the hosital lol ..and so for this reason I keep him away from these programmes.
Tuesday, 11 September 2012
First time for everything......still nervous
So this is the first time I've written a blog...first time for everything but doesn't stop you being nervous though does it?
How strange does that sound? 33 years of age...had 3 children and starting my life again with my 2nd husband, having another baby....yet I'm nervous of starting this blog.
Feels a little bit like you do the first time you start somewhere new....school, workplace etc...wondering what if people don't like you? what if I say the wrong thing? because quite frankly I have no idea what I'm doing lol.
So if no idea what I'm doing why have I started a blog? good question. I've heard of blogs and thought it sounded interesting...not only that but I feel like I am literally starting my life over again and it seemed maybe a good way of documenting my journey.
I have 3 children 12, 9 and 6 and now am having another baby with the love of my life. So many people say you know what you doing ..you've done it before and I have...how ever so much has changed!
I'm older for a start, so when I see some mums at my daughters school I feel really old. Not all but some arrive to drop their children and it feel like a fashion show some mornings...seriously. Some of these mums are dressed so immaculatley that I wonder what time they actually get up in a morning....their hair is immaculate, full make up on, dressed fashionably with heels that I would have thought should carry health & safety warnings.
I'm left wondering if I'm a bad mum rolling out of bed at 7am begrudgingly getting dressed to then proceed to get my daughter dressed and ready for school. Some times I straighten my hair but that depends on how tired I am..same goes for make-up..not a make-up person to be honest but sometimes I feel a little better with a little mascara and eyeshadow on.
So now I've given a nervous rambling....I'm going to press publish and hope that I've not gone totally mad and rambled so much people are thinking I'm in need of sectioning.
How strange does that sound? 33 years of age...had 3 children and starting my life again with my 2nd husband, having another baby....yet I'm nervous of starting this blog.
Feels a little bit like you do the first time you start somewhere new....school, workplace etc...wondering what if people don't like you? what if I say the wrong thing? because quite frankly I have no idea what I'm doing lol.
So if no idea what I'm doing why have I started a blog? good question. I've heard of blogs and thought it sounded interesting...not only that but I feel like I am literally starting my life over again and it seemed maybe a good way of documenting my journey.
I have 3 children 12, 9 and 6 and now am having another baby with the love of my life. So many people say you know what you doing ..you've done it before and I have...how ever so much has changed!
I'm older for a start, so when I see some mums at my daughters school I feel really old. Not all but some arrive to drop their children and it feel like a fashion show some mornings...seriously. Some of these mums are dressed so immaculatley that I wonder what time they actually get up in a morning....their hair is immaculate, full make up on, dressed fashionably with heels that I would have thought should carry health & safety warnings.
I'm left wondering if I'm a bad mum rolling out of bed at 7am begrudgingly getting dressed to then proceed to get my daughter dressed and ready for school. Some times I straighten my hair but that depends on how tired I am..same goes for make-up..not a make-up person to be honest but sometimes I feel a little better with a little mascara and eyeshadow on.
So now I've given a nervous rambling....I'm going to press publish and hope that I've not gone totally mad and rambled so much people are thinking I'm in need of sectioning.
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