Those who don’t believe in love have not given birth to he love of their life..

I’m sat on my sofa watching Joshua crawling around the floor, playing happily with his toys and I realised I’m sat here with a huge smile on my face. He makes me realise how lucky I am, how grateful I am to be able to have children. Joshua completed my life and honestly he is the only thing that matters, he will ALWAYS come before everyone and everything. Joshua is my greatest accomplishment and my greatest joy.

It’s hard to imagine he’s only been in my life just over nine months because I can’t remember life without him. In those too short nine months he has grown from a tiny helpless newborn into a proper little boy with his own personality. A happy personality, he’s such a charmer. Everyone he meets he gives a huge smile to and they find themselves helpless to his charms. We were in the doctors yesterday and he was grinning at everyone, and chatting away to a little old lady. It was so lovely to see. Then the doctor said ‘I remember that smile.’ Makes me a really proud Mummy :D

‘No one else will ever know the strength of my love for you, after all you’re the only one who has heard my heart from the inside.’

From 30 minutes old... to  To an 8 month old terror who can feed himself, crawl, coast around furniture and creature mayhem at every corner

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Being a Mummy isn’t just a job and even if it is it’s the BEST job in the whole world. It’s actually an adventure and a blessing. His giggle is infectious and reminds you of the joy in the simple things in life. He’s really found his voice just lately and spends most of the day saying ‘Dada dada’ over and over. He’s always so happy when he says it to. However when he says ‘Muma’ He whines and cries it! Is he trying to tell me something I wonder?

Found something earlier which is very true ‘before you were conceived, I wanted you. Before you were born, I loved you and before you were here an hour, I would die for you.’

My life have changed completely, it will never be how it was before. There will never just me and Anthony, but we wouldn’t have it any other way. I don’t want to go back to those days. Not for anything would i give up what I have now, I will be eternity grateful.

A mother’s love is:

• Pure
• Unconditional
• Steady ..always the same
• Forgiving
• Tender as well and powerful

Can anyone think of anything else?

Is reading a lost pastime?

I sometimes think reading books is a dying out pastime, people would rather watch a movie, surf the net or play computer games. Technology has taken over, people will tell you that they don’t have time to read but they always have time for their favourite t.v shows. So it’s not really about having the time, it’s more that they don’t really want to read.

Take my other half for example he says reading it boring. I think I stared at him open mouthed when he first told me that. Boring? How can reading be boring? He’d rather watch the film, I’ll sit and pick it apart and decide that the book was much better. When I watch a film I don’t just watch the film, I chat or do something else and never completely lose myself into it. Reading though is a complete escape for me – a chance to turn my mind off from everything that is happening in the world and lose myself in someone else’s world.

Then he told me only old men read, I mean what is that all about? Is it true? I don’t know the reading habits of men my own age so I have no idea if they read or not? Do they? Or is it really only old men?!

I think the internet and pc’s in general have a lot to answer for. We have become so accustomed to  scanning pages to find out what we need. Using CTRL + F to locate key words in documents. Has this all rendered people incapable of processing large quantities of writing, to actually read an entire chapter without scanning the pages and picking out the parts where the drama happens.

I find it quite sad that people are reading less and less, will our grandchildren even have a book shelf in their house? Or will it all be done online? I think reading it very important and I love reading to Joshua already even though he doesn’t understand and just wants to take the book from me. I really want to encourage him to read though, he won’t be having a tv and a computer in his room. He can read at bedtime not watch tele when he is older. Even know he has his hard back books and he loves to play with them. I’m hoping this is a good sign.

What are your thoughts?

The Time Traveler's Wife

I’m reading this at the moment, I would say I am about half way and it’s the best book I have read in a long while. I hadn’t even heard of it until they made it into a film – I found the film somewhat confusing and was worried that the book would be the same. It isn’t confusing at all, it is addictive and compelling.  For those of you who haven’t heard of it or have no idea what it is about...

This extraordinary, magical novel is the story of Clare and Henry who have known each other since Clare was six and Henry was thirty-six, and were married when Clare was twenty-two and Henry thirty. Impossible but true, because Henry is one of the first people diagnosed with Chrono-Displacement Disorder: periodically his genetic clock resets and he finds himself pulled suddenly into his past or future. His disappearances are spontaneous and his experiences are alternately harrowing and amusing. The Time Traveler's Wife depicts the effects of time travel on Henry and Clare's passionate love for each other with grace and humour. Their struggle to lead normal lives in the face of a force they can neither prevent nor control is intensely moving and entirely unforgettable.

I would recommend this book to anyone.  It is highly original and it written from the points of view of both Clare and Henry at different points of their lives. At some points it is even written from Henry’s point of view when he has time travelled to himself when he is younger – so there are two Henry’s. I don’t want to say too much about the plot because I don’t want to ruin it for anyone who is wanting to read it but essentially it is a love story or sorts.

 'A beautifully written, compulsive look at a couple trying to live an ordinary life in extraordinary circumstances' IMAGE 2004

Reading this book has been making me think about destiny ... is it possible that whatever life choices we make we will end up in the same place anyway. Meeting the same people, falling in love with the same person. In a way I find it mildly reassuring that my life is written already and that no matter what I do, even if at the time I regret the decision it doesn’t matter because it won’t affect the overall outcome. On the other hand I would quite like to be in control of my own destiny, I’m not sure I completely like the idea that some unknown force is controlling my life. What do you lots think? Are our futures predetermined? Or do we control our own destiny?

You know you're a Mum..

When you have been in your pyjama’s for three days running, have greasy hair, unshaven legs but your baby has been bathed every day and is in clean clothes.

When every outfit has a splash of food, dribble or baby sick on it – honestly no outfit is completely without it.

When people no longer use your name but refer to you as ‘Joshua’s Mummy’ or just ‘Mummy’

When you hear your baby snore you think it’s cute, but when you other half snores you want to punch them in the face

When you reach out to catch baby sick in your hand – I did this when we were at mother and baby group, it was pure instinct and a lady who works there actually said ‘Only a Mum would do that.’

When you wipe snot with your hand because you don’t have any tissues to hand.

When you can do everything one handed and continue to do it one handed even when you aren’t holding your baby because you are so used to it.

When every cup of tea you drink is cold – well near enough every one

When you are not embarrassed at singing some ridiculous song such as ‘five little speckled frogs’ loudly in the supermarket, doctors etc

When you know your baby is awake even when they haven’t made a sound

When all you do is talk about your baby

When you get excited and have a conversation with your husband about the contents of your baby nappies – yes really!

When you have toys/dummies in all your coat pockets – I went on my works Christmas party, all dressed up with a rattle in my pocket!

When you know longer have a handbag, but a giant changing bag with everything you can possible think of in it.

When having a lie in is now getting to sleep till 9am

When you refer to your husband as ‘Daddy’ more often than not

I could go on and on... but I think I will stop now before I bore you all to death!

 

 

 

 

Teeth have a lot to answer for

I’m going to have a rant, a moan and a general feel sorry for myself post. So I will apologise for that now.  Joshua is teething again and it’s causing a nightmare for everyone involved. He is grumpy, but he seems to save this grumpiness for nap times and bedtime. It’s understandable he is grumpy, I would be to if I was in pain all the time from nasty teeth. However I was at the end of my tether this morning, nap times have always been a struggle even at the best of times. This morning it took me one hours and 40 minutes to get him to sleep, over an hour of that was crying.... well it was more screaming and wailing. Whether I was holding him, or leaving him alone in his cot it made no difference. In the end I left him in his room to cry for five minutes before going back into him. To repeat the process over and over. I sat in tears – so there was tears and snot everywhere. I’m not sure who was more upset me or Joshua? Finally I got him to sleep and he slept for 20 minutes...yes twenty bloody minutes! Doesn’t seem worth it really does it? Problem is if he doesn’t get his nap we have to contend with a grumpy baby for the rest of the day, so it’s a not win situation really! L

Now not only does teething causing a grumpy baby that doesn’t want to sleep it causes nappy rash, and in the case of Joshua really really bad nappy rash. He’s never had nappy rash, I was proud of that – but when he cut his first tooth he got sore and again now it’s even worse. Last night I was changing him and he was screaming his little head off and his skin broke and bled. Personally I blame daddy, as it wasn’t that bad before I went to work. Today we’ve invested in new cream, washing him with warm water and not baby wipes as it more gentle, then giving around 15 minutes of nappy free time, then cream before the nappy goes back on and it seems to be paying off. It’s less red and angry than it was last night. He loves his nappy free time, he carries out the great escape every time the nappy comes off. He definitely crawls his fastest straight after the nappy comes off. It’s quite amusing really...although he does not lie still again to have the nappy back on! Monkey!

On a happier note, he it not only crawling at speed but he is climbing onto his feet using anything he can to pull himself up. Coasting along furniture is his new favourite game, but then he gets confident and lets go and that always ends up with him banging his head on the floor. Followed by tears, usually though you can distract him easily and he goes back to playing.  It’s very cute, and he always looks really pleased with himself...who knows how long it will be before he is walking but he love his feet so much that it might not be long. He was holding onto a toy and walking along the floor pushing it yesterday I was uber impressed!

Anyway I think that’s enough for now, I’m sure I have bored you all senseless if you even managed to read till the end