I’ve always wanted to see bluebells in all their glory, but have always managed to miss them so this year I was determined to see them. My mum is a member of the National Trust and there is a property about an hour from her home that has a bluebell woodland walk, so we intended to visit. I however, didn’t really want to pay and was sure we could find somewhere to see bluebells for free, so I Googled best bluebell spots and it turned out there was one very close to the NT property. This was definitely the right decision to make!
There was a point in my life where I didn’t think I would ever get to do bathtime and bedtime with my own child. It became the ultimate expression of being a parent. I realised that bathtime and bedtime with a baby is sacred. Something that only parents usually experience. So when I found out that I was pregnant this was one of the things I most looked forward to.
Changing a baby… how hard can it be? Well it turns out extremely tricky!
When J was a newborn he despised being naked and would scream so that the whole street could hear him if you so much as suggested that his sleepsuit was about to come off. This meant nappy changes were stressful as we hurried with all those damn poppers! Seriously, they are like bed poppers! They just don’t want to be done up and then whenever you are trying to do them quickly they manage to move around and get paired with the wrong one – it is all their fault I promise!
I read and love a blog series called ‘18 Million Things’ by one of my favourite bloggers Occupation(M)other and felt inspired to do something very similar. Children change and develop so quickly that it is so easy to forget their little quirks and mannerisms. I want to record All the Little Things that my little boy does that I love so much, so that I don’t forget them.
I love the way you stick your bottom out and lean forward when you are looking for something.
I love the way you turn both palms upwards when I ask, “Where is/are…”, which you have learnt from me (although I didn’t realise I even did that until you started to).
I love the fact that you laugh if daddy and I laugh even though you don’t know what we are laughing at.
With the heavy rain and high wind forecast for Easter Sunday hubby and I stared at each other in trepidation. It is not acceptable to stay in all day unless J is poorly. He is so active that he simply must go out. There are no exceptions to this rule; even if it means braving awful weather. Thankfully, we discovered with great relief that the Bournemouth Oceanarium was one of the few things open on Easter Day and since we have a season ticket we planned a trip there for the afternoon.
Since J was little he has loved fish. At only a couple of months old, he was sent to sleep by a combination of watching the fish swim around and the noise of a fish tank at my friend’s house and we often took him to a local aquatic shop just to have a peek. His first visit to the Oceanarium was at only 4 months old for my niece’s birthday. J was scared of the big fish and then fell asleep most of the way around, so not the most successful visit. A couple of months later we had taken him again and he loved it so much that we bought a season ticket.