Time flies

Written by Lauren. Posted in General

Where has my tiny baby gone?! I thought that time flew by when I had Spud but it’s nothing compared to how fast the past 6 months have gone by.  Spike is roughly 2 weeks away from his half birthday and literally growing in front of my eyes. When he was 5 days old we purchased a mini Chelsea football kit to hang on the wall in the hubbys “man cave” along with Spud’s kit from the season that he was born in.  It was massive, today he filled it.

Are you ill?!

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Well the house is still sparkly and the washing basket is empty.  For once it’s not just piled up in the garage in front of the washing machine, it’s actually all washed, folded and put away in everyone’s cupboards!  If the hubby wasn’t suspicious enough from my sudden clean and tidy bug tonight I stunned him even more.  After the boys have gone to bed I’m usually gagging to put my feet up and just slob out either on my pc or staring mindlessly at some rubbish soap opera.  Tonight I said I was going to the shop and left pretty sharpish.  The hubby assumed I had gone to buy some chocolate for my night in front of the tv. About ten minutes after I got in the hubby came running into the kitchen to find out what the weird whirring noise was.  There I was stood adding ingredients to the mixer whilst he stood there with his jaw on the floor.  He gave me a very worried look and said “Are you ill?!”  I should be offended but anybody that knows me, knows that I am far from the perfect housewife!  I lack confidence when cooking so don’t often do it, I married a Chef but rather than learn from him I just let him cook for me!  Even when I called my mum, whilst the cakes were cooking, I got a similar reaction.  Ever the pessimist though she did ask me how long I thought I’d be able to keep it up for! So here are my creations, from the woman who can’t bake p.s I will update tomorrow with the results on whether I have just poisoned my family!

Pure genius or pure denial?!

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I have been told about people “in the olden days” cutting the feet out of baby grows to get more wear out of them but I always moved Spud up a size when his feet started to scrunch up. Spike is growing far too fast for my liking! At 5.5 months his feet are scrunched in a 6-9 month baby grow. Tonight I dressed him and decided it had gone far enough and he needed to go into 9-12. I couldn’t bring myself to do it, he’s only been in 6-9 for 5 minutes. I went and got the scissors. That’s right, I cut the toes out of my giant baby’s pyjamas. I did feel quite pleased with myself and the thought that I had just saved us some money so I put some socks on him and we went downstairs to watch “mowwwwwsssse” (Mickey Mouse Clubhouse) and give him his bottle. I bumped into the hubby who saw his poor son and rolled his eyes. I was staring at his not so tiny feet as he drank his milk and battered me with the bottle lid and couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. This poor boy is being subjected to looking like a tramp at bed time just because his mummy can’t get over the fact that he won’t always be her tiny baby! However, if he sleeps better tonight than he has for the past few nights then I will undoubtedly say it was because I “modified” his pjs! Today was a typical Tuesday. I left Spike with the hubby and took Spud to Stay and Play. He made a bird feeder with lard and seeds which he thought was disgusting. He squashed the lard once and looked at me like I’d asked him to touch hot coals! He then proceeded to pull face after face as I squashed and squished a big chunk of lard into a ball ready to be covered in seed. He decided that he would have a nibble of the seed to make sure it was tasty enough for the birds. He wasn’t too impressed by that and figured that he would have more fun in the sand pit so left me to it. We also made a big spinning flower and glitter bucket and spades which are going to decorate our kitchen to hide the drab 1970’s cupboards that we have been blessed with. He found it very exciting to hang the bird feeder and spent the best part of 15 minutes staring out the window to see if the birds were coming to eat it. Unfortunately none came and it was lunch time so he had to abandon his post. I personally think the feeder will be attacked by squirrels in the next few days which hopefully Spud will witness because he gets very excited about “wirrels” and jumps up and down meowing at them! Spud was also lucky enough to have a few friends around to play as well. I love seeing him share and show his friends his toys but it does mean that he gets EVERY toy out just to show it off and instead of putting it back it goes on the floor. His friends were very interested in Spike and Spud decided to claim ownership of the “bebee” and was giggling and showing off all of Spike’s tricks. This made me chuckle because when it’s just those two he often doesn’t give a monkeys what Spike is up to but anything to impress his little mates! After a busy, busy day it’s time to put my feet up and start learning a lot more about how to customise my Blog and master HTML code to make it better for everyone to read. I might even treat myself to some chocolate to help me concentrate!

Netmums

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I’ve gone public and now feel the pressure!  Before, I could pretend that people weren’t reading  my babble so it was just something that I was enjoying writing but now I have “likers,” who might not even read it, I feel the need to impress!

Teething Bling UK are very kindly letting us test and review one of their products and during the initial discussion they opened my eyes to all the ways of getting my Blog out there.  I thought “what the hey, isn’t this why I started it in the first place!”

A few weeks ago I received a message on Netmums.  This is a fantastic website where you enter your area when registering and it brings up the local pages to you.  It covers everything – local activities, recipes,  buy/swap/sell as well as forums, support and a “meet a mum” section.  I first joined when we lived in Scotland, as the area we lived in was like Dodge City.  I could go out and not see another person for hours which was quite isolating especially as I was pregnant with Spud so didn’t feel comfortable going to baby groups when the baby was still a bump!  It’s been much more useful to me down south and I have met quite a few lovely people off of there.  Back to the message – I replied and we got talking only to discover that we live opposite each other and that our children go to the same crèche, at the same time, on the same day!  What a small world!  This is why I am a huge fan of the internet.  I am not one to just go and knock on a door because I have seen that the people living there have children or to randomly approach them saying “I’ve just moved in, can we be friends!”  Sites like Netmums mean that you can meet people with common interests and talk to them a bit before arranging to go for a coffee. (I feel the need to go into internet security now but I imagine everyone reading is adult enough to know the do’s and don’t of meeting strangers!)  It allows a lot of people to overcome the anxiety of meeting new people and as you have already had a few conversations, there are topics that can be discussed face to face with out the awkward shyness that often happens in new friendships.  Whilst our children were all at crèche I popped over to V’s house for a brew and a chat.  It’s nice to be finally making a few friends.  I have lived here since August 2010 and had so much going on that I neglected to get out and meet anybody.

The need to tidy and clean is very much still lingering and I keep eyeing up the ever-growing pile of baby clothes that no longer fit Spike.  I am really torn as to what to do with them.  The hubby doesn’t want any more babies so wants me to get rid of them but I am hoping I can win him around in a couple of years time.  Getting rid of them is like admitting defeat, even though a lot of them wouldn’t do a third child I have a need to hang on to them!  I have already kept the baby grow that both boys wore in their hospital photos and Spike’s tiny little snowsuit but they are more for the memories rather than to clothe another baby.  I feel that if I do free up the space in the house by giving them to charity then it will be an excuse from the hubby not to have another baby.  I can hear him now – “We have no baby stuff so it will cost a fortune again….blah blah blah!” MEN!!