Hotels, Irish men, Babies & walking

Well it has been ages since I wrote a blog, between tiredness and having a million things to do I just haven’t had the time or inclination.

Been an exciting few days though – Thursday I went to London to see Westlife! It wasn’t all plain sailing though – stupid travel lodge messed up our room booking. So we ended up in London with nowhere to stay. We found an internet cafe and hour and a half later, numerous phone calls and dead ends we finally found a hotel with two rooms. Jumping on a tube we rushed to the hotel. Hoping we would have time to change, eat and manage to be on time to see Westlife.  Arriving at the hotel we were then told they have two single rooms. Noooo – our hearts sank! There were three of us, but the receptionist didn’t know what she was talking about and they had two double rooms. So finally we were in our rooms.

Rapid change and tube to arena, we found some food and got to our seats as Wonderland were finishing. That was a good thing as they really aren’t my cup of tea.  Westlife on the other hand were absolutely AMAZING!! The set list was awesome and the lads were on top form – the medley as always was the best part of the night. The energy and enthusiasm they put into it was immense – you can tell it’s their favourite part of the concert.  It definitely got the crowd dancing that’s for sure. The encore on the other hand had me in floods of tears. They sang ‘I’ll see you again’ Sad enough at the best of times, but they added something to it (which I’m not gonna say for those who haven’t been) and the tears I was holding back came pouring out. For those of you who have read the personal story I wrote about the song will understand why it affect me so much to. Although I think there were many people in the room without dry eyes.

May I add to that, that Mr Filan was looking gorgeous as always – even if he does have the same hair cut as Nicky!

Friday I came home, nervous, scared and excited about what the afternoon would bring.  I made it to work, and sat nervously doing not alot of an hour and a half. My mind elsewhere – finally I got to leave and head with an extremely full bladder to the hospital.  The fifteen minute wait jiggling my legs and chewing my nails was the longest fifteen minutes.  Finally we were called, I lay on the bed –cold chew was squirted on my stomach and I always couldn’t bear to look at the screen as Ant helf my hand. Finally I heard the words I was praying for ‘Look there is the heartbeat’ YES! My face broke into a smile. We were in the scan around 20 mins, much longer than normal because baby was being awkward and would not roll over so they could get the measurements they needed. I had to half empty my bladder – that’s bloody hard. Then she tried again – nope baby was wiggling and stretching but would not roll over. So off to the loo I went again – but nothing worked. Awkward baby! Saw his little nose, and jar and fingers, legs – everything. Honestly it’s the most amazing feeling, words really cannot describe the feeling it gives you!

Back to work and time to start breaking the new – reactions were mixed, excitement, shock and just ignoring me (the latter was my parents) But onto something just as exciting Joshua  is walking – he was doing a few steps for about a week, but now he walks everywhere. Looking so pleased with himself – can’t believe my baby is no longer a baby but a toddler. Scary scary! Very exciting though – so much fun we can get up to!

Uh-Oh Feeling Broody!!

Yes I am talking about babies AGAIN! I know I talk about them far to often, but you know what?  I'm not going to apologise. My baby is the MOST important person in my life so it's expected that I want to talk about him so much, if I bore you then ... well I guess you don't need to read on!

I was shopping with one of my friends today, trying to get ideas for when her baby is born. Looking at all those tiny tiny little baby clothes got me really broody. Yes I know my son is still a baby and not even 8 months old yet, but it's so hard to imagine he was ever small enough to fit into new born clothes. Smaller infact as New born clothes were massive on him, even the tiny baby clothes were a little big in the beginning. It seems a distant memory now though. I'd love to be pregnant again right now ... although at the same time it scares the hell out of me, would be scary!

I am one of these crazy women who absolutely loved being pregnant, I guess because I had a nice easy pregnancy. I loved the way I looked and was one time in my life that I wasn't worrying about my weight. I knew i was huge, but it didn't matter.

Joshua is close to crawling, although he has a strange technique of pushing up onto his hands and feet, not his knees. Maybe he'll just skip crawling and walk, as he is a very efficient roller, can get to everything that he wants. Cuteness!

Anyway enough baby babble from me!

xx

Oh Happy Days!

I survived work, Joshua survived and so did Ant! So all is good. I don’t even think Joshua missed me – that’s just charming isn’t it?! Was nice chatting with everyone again and my worries about forgetting everything were dashed, I actually remembered more than I thought. Although I will so be asking a million questions when I go back properly.

Does anyone else love the feeling you get when you can be completely and utterly happy for someone else?  I’ve been crossing my fingers and wishing on eye lashes for the past two months that my friend would get the news she deserved and on Tuesday she had her twelve week scan and saw her babies heartbeat.  I know exactly how she was feeling and when I received the message to say everything was okay I had the biggest smile on my face for the rest of the day. Honestly I am overjoyed for her. It’s such an exciting time, and I love that I can share it with her.

I find too often these days that people can’t be genuinely happy for someone else, not unless they are benefiting from it in some way and I hate this. Why does the world have to work like this?

My new year; new me is going fairly well...caved and had a small piece of chocolate today. Other than that though we’ve been eating nice healthy food and I’m enjoying it. Making me feel less tired and happier in myself. I know it will be a while before I notice the affects but I’m still motivated – usually I get s far as day 2! Had my hair cut yesterday as another step – I have a little side fringe now and I really like it. Have a look for yourself and let me know what you think!



Next weekend Ant is going to take me out for a treat.... the healthy eating will go out of the window that night. We’ve only had one night out alone in the past seven months so we both feel that it is due. I’ve been dropping hints for a few weeks and last night he turned to Joshua and said ‘Joshua I think Mummy is trying to tell me something, new clothes, new makeup new hair’ Then he told me he would take me out, so to arrange a baby sitter.

Will be lovely to get a night out alone as a couple but will also be strange as it’s only the second time Joshua will have been with someone other than the two of us. I know he will be fine, he’ll most likely be in bed before we go and my neice is more than capable of taking care of it. Just strange though!

Anyway I think that’s enough randomness for today!
Thanks to everyone who has left comments I really appreciate and love reading them

Lucy xx