Christmas is coming! We are past Black Friday now so can legitimately get excited, get the decs up and enjoy mulled wine next to a roaring fire. And for me, part of the excitement of Christmas is getting some crafting on and making some thoughtful, unique Christmas gifts. My Christmas cross –stitch is coming along well, although really I should probably have started months ago… Continue reading “Recipe – Christmas Shortbread Bites”
Sometimes, this whole “being a parent” thing hits you, and it’s usually at times you wouldn’t expect. My latest wave of realisation came one evening last week. I was chilling on the couch, Little Mister sat on my knee, watching a re-run of Dance Moms, whilst he was munching away on some blueberry tapioca crackers (as an aside, although the packaging says “mess free”, I have a purple crusted pair of joggers that would beg to differ). I couldn’t stop watching him, feeding himself, when it only felt such a short time ago we were decorating the nursery and picking out bottles. And he looked so content, cracker in hand, smiling away at Abby Lee Miller whilst she passive-aggressively crushed the dreams of some child. Then he blew a raspberry with a mouthful of cracker everywhere and kind of bust me out of the moment. I think it’s the finger foods that are making it hit home, that Little Mister is starting those first steps to feeding independence in what feels like no time at all.
It had been a long, rainy day of shopping. Little Mister needed a new bath chair (we had been using his new-born bath seat still, but as he was able to launch out of it by himself it had to go…), and we had been in and out of shops all day. Something easy for dinner loomed; something hot and chicken-y. So as we were sat in KFC, my baby boy lunged from my lap to make a snatch at my fries. I took it as a sign that he was ready to begin the long, messy process of weaning (even if I wasn’t ready…, naively I thought it would be a choice to wait until 6 months before we would start). Before this point we had tried a couple of tastes; baby rice and avocado. Both didn’t go down well, so it was with a little trepidation we started with real food.
Little Mister is teething and has been teething for what (already) feels like forever. We had major progress last weekend with the first 2 gnashers popping into the world, and this week I’ve learned that they are bloody sharp indeed… (both through wrestling him still to clean them and from foolishly leaving my arm exposed long enough to get a good chomp in). Continue reading “Review; 10-pack Dribble Bibs”
Parents know that although the nights along, the days go fast. Before you know it, those ickle baby hands and feet seem giant, and it can be hard to remember just how dainty they once were. This review looks at one of (many) variants of mess free baby prints – is it really so easy to create a lasting impression of those wee fingers and toes?
Let’s face it, we’ve all had that moment where we’ve desperately panicked in the baby changing room, not knowing what to do with our poop covered little ones. Can I salvage the situation with baby wipes? Do I do a rush job and dash straight home? Is it an OK thing to hose down your baby in the KFC sink? Without a doubt, there are factors that increase the “Sod’s Law” chances of being faced with a code brown; read more below (and let us know your own guaranteed ways in the comments below).
When buying bigger pieces of baby equipment, the reviews and price are always the most important aspects for me. I’d rather play more for something that is going to last for years to come, than something cheap that will only last a few months. That said, unless I have to, I refuse to pay full price for pretty much anything. This is why, at 8 months pregnant, I had reserved this toy in the ASDA baby event; The Little Einstein Neighbourhood Friends Jumperoo.
It’s been over 4 months since little mister has arrived (somehow!). This leads me to something I’ve been dreading, something that I’ve been putting off for a few months now… the post-pregnancy diet. I’ve never been one to stick to a diet; the initial enthusiasm quickly wanes once my wine and chocolate have been taken away and end in a mega-binge that usually leaves me bigger and less athletic than before. Past exercise regimes have suffered a similar fate, with couch to 5k ending after 4 weeks because “it looked a bit rainy out”, badminton ending as “we’d be better off investing in equipment to work out from home” and the exercise bike at home ending as it had too many coats hanging off it. My weight has always yo-yo’d, but in recent years has been much harder to lose. Having hit my pre-pregnancy weight months ago to then gain even more weight since, I felt compelled to make the change. This time I have a very good incentive to get fitter (my little mister, and my future wedding), and maternity leave is a great time to form these new habits, away from the allure of office cakes and vending machines.
It’s been a busy weekend this one, and since Little Mister’s arrival it just feels like we’ve been going non-stop. Early on Saturday we viewed a wedding venue that we both loved (not sure if bubba liked it, he waited an hour before crying to leave), then in the afternoon we went to a lovely birthday party. Sunday we popped to Mothercare to spend our voucher, and was very fortuitous with the sales (next year’s summer clothes are sorted! 3 pairs of shorts for £6, £2 t-shirts. So many bargains!). We also picked up a reduced Lamaze highchair toy; as Lamaze have recently unveiled a new logo I had a hunch all of their toys would be coming down in price. Afterwards, we went to the most magical place on earth… Toys R Us! In these times of Amazon Prime next day delivery, I just couldn’t justify picking anything up there and then. The only toy related thing on my radar to still get is a Vtech baby walker, but they were a full £6 cheaper online. I did come away with a Mario Lunchbox for myself, and a new found appreciation of how many toys there are in the Toot Toot range.
They’ve always said that a picture speaks a thousand words. With the photos I’ve been taking since the arrival of Little Mister I could probably out-do a library. I’ve always dabbled in photography in my spare time, and often on outings out I’ll slowly peel away from a group because I’ve spotted a butterfly on a leaf, or because the way the light filters through the trees looks interesting.