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3 Sleeps ’til Christmas

I have been looking forward to Christmas so much this year! It’ll be Henry’s second one, but he’ll realise he has new toys to play with this year!

It’s almost a year since we got engaged, on Christmas day 2011. It was the most perfect present, all wrapped up under the tree in a little box. I was under strict instructions to leave that one until last. I must have showed everyone my left hand that day, week and up until it turned from yelps of happiness into polite smiles and a nod of the head. But it only happens once! And I’m excited that the most important thing is already sorted; the fact that I’m going to marry the love of my life!

Henry was a month old on his first Christmas, sporting a little reindeer jumper with the words “santa’s little helper” printed across the front.

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He didn’t know what was going on, but did seem interested in the tree and decorations. I can’t believe it has been a whole year since then. 3 more sleeps and Henry can enjoy a day that will always be so full of love. A day that cemented our little family unit. It just wouldn’t be Christmas without our little boy.

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Day by Day

It feels strange now that I’ve gone back to work. I feel like I don’t stop. There isn’t enough time in the day to get everything I need to do done, let alone all the stuff I want to do. I’m sure I’m not the only one who feels this way! Time is precious, and it is passing by so fast.

It’s mid August – 2012! – already. How did that happen? It doesn’t feel like long ago that I was sitting on a brick wall, wrapped up in a knitted scarf, hat and gloves, watching the fireworks as everyone welcomed in the new millenium. And that was well over a decade ago. Now I have a house, a car, a job and the scariest thing of all (but also the most brilliant) I’m a mum to a beautiful little boy.

It doesn’t even feel real. Sometimes I look at him and wonder if the hospital are going to realise their mistake and come searching for him. I look at him and I think – no, I know – that I am the luckiest mother in the world.

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First Train Journey

We took Henry on his first ever train journey today. I spent the day with Henry and my mother, shopping and drinking coffee in a nearby city. He was so brilliant all day, and didn’t cry at all. He was too busy staring at everything that was going on, taking it all in and soaking it up like a sponge. He got quite a bit of attention on the train too. I’m so proud of him!

He’s hardly napped all day. I guess the excitement was too much, and the thought of missing out on something was just too great. He’s fast asleep now though. He went to bed a little earlier than usual tonight, but I think that was for the best.

I even sat him in a highchair in a coffee shop, and fed him sweet potato that I made previously and some cooled boiled water in his beaker. He loved it, and was such a good boy! I’m not saying it was easy, especially compared to how it used to be, going out without a care in the world and only yourself to take care of, but he made things so manageable. It’s the best I can hope for, and I just love him so much. It makes me so excited about being able to take him on day trips without having to worry about how he will be.

And I have nice plans for my upcoming birthday this week. He was out for over seven hours and didn’t moan once. I just have to make the most of the nice weather while it lasts. I even managed to treat myself to a new hat. I spent most on Henry though. It’s really funny how I don’t even want to spend my money on myself anymore. I ‘invested’ in a few tops for Henry. One with a picture of a Smurf on the front, one with AC/DC on it and one with the Rolling Stones fourty licks logo.

I know, it had to be done!

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Sweet Potato Among Other Things

I spent quite a long time in the kitchen today, making massive batches of various baby food for Henry. I made him his favourite carrot and parsnip, as well as lots of sweet potato and some apple for him to try.

He had parsnip today for lunch and then sweet potato for dinner. It’s the first time he’s eaten two solid meals in one day, and he kept opening his mouth for more. He ended up eating quite a bit. He’s a very hungry little baby these days. I’m surprised at how quick the weaning is going, considering he is only four and a half months. It won’t be long before he’s on three meals a day!

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Sunday Night Mischief (no, not really)

It’s not even nine in the evening, and I’ve done everything I need to do. The little one has been in bed for over an hour now, and I’ve done all the housework. I’ve tidied, hoovered, done all the washing up, cleaned the kitchen from top to bottom, and done all the laundry. I don’t know what to do with myself now. The other half is at work, and all that is on television is an old episode of ‘Traffic Cops’.

It’s lovely being well again. It’s the first day in well over a week that I’ve really felt able to do any housework at all. Now that I’ve done it all I can stop stressing about everything that needs to be done. Apparently I’m rather houseproud. It’s a recently new development. Only since we’ve moved into a really nice place, and since I’ve been on maternity leave with long evenings and not that much to do…

I’ve had time to blog, and even sketch a little picture of the darling himself.

 

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Being Prepared for Weaning

I like to think I’m an organised soul, the state of my wardrobe would tell you different, but I am very attached to my Filofax. I love it so much, and it is so exciting when they release the new year’s diary. Or when I treat myself to an extra map or some stickers or even a new pen! Anyway, I digress…

As Henry is about to take the plunge into the wonderful world of baby purees, I have decided to prepare for the event. I don’t have the money for pre-made baby jars and more importantly I don’t want to give them to Henry on a regular basis. Making them myself means I know exactly what goes into them.

I’ve breastfed him exclusively for four months now. I’ve given him the best start I possibly could have, and I want to continue giving him the best. I know what it is like to struggle with weight issues, diets and sometimes having quite an unhealthy relationship with food. I don’t want Henry to have to experience any of that, and if I can start him on the right track, I’m surely going to make the effort to prepare him a few purees.

Jars only on the odd occasion, like a takeaway treat.

I’ve ordered the Tommee Tippee Explora baby blender, bought some lidded ice cube trays and freezer bags, dusted off my steamer and arriving in my Tesco delivery this morning is a whole bunch of fresh fruit and vegetables. Carrots, apples, bananas, parsnips, spinach, and brocolli to name a few!

I am very excited. As you can keep them for up to a month as frozen cubes of baby puree, I an going to start preparing some now. He is going to learn to love healthy food, and there’s no better motivation for me to be a little more careful with my diet than having a baby to take care of.

Not just for the here and now, but because I want to live a happy and healthy life so I can be there for Henry as long as I possibly can be.

This is, of course, a benefit of having Henry young.

So, it will be time to start making Henry’s dinners just as soon as the blender arrives. I’m very excited.

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Make the Most of Daddy

While he has one of his rare days off work, and free of all those other pesky commitments that somehow keep cropping up at the most inconvenient times, I decided to treat myself.

Now after days of packing boxes, cleaning and looking after Henry pretty much on my own, I got to take a minute to relax in the bath. I say a minute when I really mean a couple of hours. The water was burning hot when I got in and I was determined to make it last. I am now pruned and destressed to a satisfactory standard.

Hopefully I will be able to sleep tonight. There is nothing like a long soak. Even if I do start to miss my baby, and his cheeky little grin.

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Shock to the System

The first week has felt like a lifetime. But it has gone so quick too! I don’t know which way is up anymore, and wondering what I have let myself in for! Is it the same for everyone? Henry was so upset the first few nights after we brought him home, he would only sleep in his daddy’s arms.