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We survived!

We survived, we survived … day 1 of home life with daddy at work!

I’ve been worried about today for a few weeks, wondering how I was going to cope once Dan went back to work, but it’s now 8pm and everything is calm πŸ˜€… hasn’t been like that all day though πŸ€ͺ.

Follow my blog on facebook I did manage to get a 30 second shower this morning before Asher’s vocals nearly burst the sound barrier! Of course, he didn’t actually want anything, just a cuddle and obviously this was fine, even if I was cuddling him trying not to get him wet with a half soaked towel. I got him settled (tried him in his actual big cot and he seemed to like looking at the trees outside), walked back to the bathroom following my wet footprints that I had left behind rushing to Asher earlier. I didn’t get chance to get back in the shower and wash my hair, but luckily my wonderful hairdressers convinced me many moons ago that washing my hair every day wasn’t good for it, so I’m going with that now πŸ˜€ (quite a mighty feat for someone who has washed her hair EVERY day for the past 20 years pretty much!)

Decided last night that we were going to get up and go for a walk this morning to get some fresh air and we did eventually manage this, once I had worked out how to put the rain cover on the pram, as I hadn’t used it on this part of the pram before! Once I’d worked this out and had Asher in the pram, I unlocked the door and Asher started to fill his nappy – waited until he’d finished, ran him upstairs to change his nappy and attempted the walk.

Fast forward through the walk (which was actually quite easy and good for my head space), it was dinner time! Leo’s currently addicted to Jam and Cheese sandwiches, not together I might add (although I may actually try that tomorrow as he keeps taking one bite of the cheese one and once bite of the jam one and chewing them together), who knew that would be tasty? I’m so not tempted to try this myself.

I have literally stepped on a thousand (okay, that may be a slight exaggeration there but it was pretty close) of wooden puzzles pieces, which Leo had taken out of a pile that was all ready to put in the loft for when Asher is a bit older as Leo has outgrown them but of course because we were putting them away, he wanted to play with them! Go figure ?!?!

Follow me on Instagram, click here I honestly think Asher did his best today to beat his nappy changing record as I seem to have gone through twice as many as we have all weekend and we have had at least one major explosion/full clothing change and wet wipe bath today, (I’m surprised that it wasn’t more to be honest).

Leo thoroughly enjoyed playing on Asher’s play mat today, he is way too big for it but he was enjoying it. The play mat involved our only real disaster today … Leo managed to kick my cup (yes I said cup, lots of people tell me that I’m odd for drinking pop out of a cup and not a glass) over and yes it was totally full of pop and we had a little lake appearing over the living room carpet – cue Leo bursting into tears because a) he was upset that he had knocked it over when I had said be careful and I think he thought he was in trouble and b) he was now covered in pop – Leo’s only change of the day! As this was happening of course Asher filled his nappy again and during my attempt at changing Asher and Leo running around the living room half naked, someone knocked on the door!

There wasn’t a chance that I was going to make it to the door, not without showing both my children’s backsides to whom ever it was! Two naked bums, knocking continuing at the door, two rather loud children – one laughing, one screaming and my absolute nutter of a dog running around barking like crazy at our visitor and me stood here laughing in the middle of it all πŸ˜‚! I told Dan when he got home after this story that we need to invest in a RING doorbell so I can see through a camera who it is and tell whoever it is to leave whatever they are delivering or tell me whatever they want want whilst talking through the doorbell to me as there was no chance that I was answering that door today; whoever it was so knew I was in, so I apologise if you are reading this πŸ˜‚, I was not intentionally ignoring you.

In between all this, I was attempting to express milk! I’m express feeding with Asher. I did the same with Millie and Leo for different reasons. Millie never latched properly and it became much easier for me to express and I also liked the fact that Dan could feed her to (and do a night feed πŸ˜€) and with Leo, after what had happened with Millie, I wasn’t sleeping much after I had him due to stress and worry and I made the decision that I was expressing right from the beginning and that was that.

I expressed with Millie until about 16 weeks (even through Mastitis , ouch) and Leo until about 11/12 weeks. I’ll know when I’m ready to stop again with Asher.

Anyway, attempting to express today with Asher and little toddler man has been very interesting. I really struggled getting the time to do it today because every time I tried, one of the boys needed/wanted something so I had to stop! Dan came in from work about 4 hours after my last attempt at a longer expressing session and I had text him not long before saying I was in pain and it turned out I couldn’t wait much longer. Luckily, when I do express I get a lot and quickly, so I have been able to do it in the multiple 5/10 minute sessions that I’ve managed to get in earlier in the day when things were calmer.

Dan walked in from work to see Leo playing with his bricks still on the floor and me sat on the sofa with Asher asleep and snoring on my left shoulder and my boob out expressing milk out from my right! He walked in, burst out laughing and said “multi tasking” at its best, pretended to take a photo and took Asher from me then I could finish up easier! Honestly, what he saw was literally the story of my day πŸ˜€!

As you can see in the photo below at the end of the day, Leo was still smiling, Asher was happy in his bouncer and the living room was in absolute chaos and I realised that I hadn’t even been for a wee all day as I was too distracted πŸ™ˆ… But … I did manage to get a load of washing and drying done (I sacked the ironing off though – I definitely did not have time for that)!

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I am totally glad that last night, I had the genius idea of cooking a chilli up for the next few days to put in the fridge – I’m off to eat it now.

Bring on Day 2! 😘

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We got his hair cut … finally

Well Leo, with the help of a very lovely young man at Famous Henry’s on Turves Road in Cheadle Hulme, today we managed to get your hair cut πŸ™ˆ.

Up until about 5 or 6 months ago, Leo didn’t mind this but recently he just won’t let anyone go near it and it has driven me mad. We’ve tried various places but nothing seemed to work, I didn’t know what we were going to do.

So, I called the Barbers and explained that I had a toddler who was really struggling every time we tried to get it done and they said, “bring him down and we’ll see what we can do” I said, we’d pop in during early evening as I had to get home from work and Dan and I would take Leo down together as it’s a 2 man/woman job and with myself being 8 months pregnant, there is no way that I could handle him if he tried to escape from us!

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We headed on down there expecting the worse, a huge tantrum, screaming and the tears … what we didn’t expect was some extremely lovely barbers who talked to him, calmed him down and worked with us parents to make this as best of an experience as we all could.

We did have the tears, don’t get me wrong … and they were proper tears whilst holding daddy’s hand, the barber talking to him and mummy playing with toys in front of him attempting to get him looking straight ahead. Those tears, are totally heartbreaking!

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But between all three of us and discovering that it’s the noises of the clippers in the shop that he didn’t like …. we managed to get a smile through the tears and a gorgeous little haircut …

Don’t give up mummies and daddies if you’re struggling with the haircuts … you’ll get there, we have πŸ˜€

Thank you Famous Henrys xxx

Update: The barber’s name is Warren πŸ˜€

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It doesn’t go away.

The schools are back again this week and so are all the first day at school, moving up a year, first day at secondary school etc photos on social

media and they are all so lovely and I genuinely do love seeing them but I only take a fleeting look as otherwise the tears will begin to fall.

Last year Millie should have started primary school. We know where she would have gone, we know she would have thrived there … except she never took her first step through the door.

I stupidly thought it wouldn’t hurt this year, it does though. It’s never going to go away. The what ifs, the lost school plays, the blank pages of her life. It’s so painful to handle.

And then I had the miscarriage. Am I going to feel the same when that baby should have started school, moved up a year, gone to college? I’m guessing so. The miscarriage wasn’t just something that goes away, we gave the baby a name that no one knows and I’ll carry it in my heart forever.

I know that we’ll be the proud parents when Leo starts school in a couple of years, it will be an utterly scary time for us – more so than other parents but we’ll do it and we’ll be posting the pictures just like every other parent. We’ll cry, I’ll be tortured not being with him all the time but he has to grow and become whatever and whoever he wants to become and we’re not going to put anything in the way to stop that.

Enjoy taking your photos and showing your precious treasures to the world, you should be so proud, you made those little people.

But,

If you have a friend or acquaintance that you know has lost a baby, child, pregnancy and they should be overcoming a huge milestone like starting school this week, drop them a text, let them know that you’re thinking of them.

Even if they do seem strong on the outside, they’re not. Trust me xxx

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Day 1 Potty TrainingΒ 

Today we started to potty train … we didn’t have a clue what to expect. We’ve waited until Leo’s shown all the signs, waited until we have a few days between us to ensure that we can stay at home through these first few days and stocked up on even more baby wipes than usual. 

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Lessons we have learnt in just the first day πŸ˜‚

1) You need far more underpants than you could ever anticipate (cue last minute trip to the supermarket) 

2) Daddy needs to learn not to tickle Leo and make him laugh during this process (wet floor incident) 

3) Don’t buy a variation of cartoon characters on underpants because when you put one on – they want another character on within minutes (Totally went wrong mixing paw patrol with diggers and monsters and animals) 

4) Don’t underestimate your child actually liking sitting on the potty – this afternoon must have resulted in at least 15 sessions on the potty just because he discovered he got to pull his underpants up and down if he sat there … resulting in absolutely nothing in the potty at all. πŸ™ˆ

All in all, a pretty successful day ending in Leo realising that he knows when he’s going to need a wee and rushing for the potty… oh and an underpant wash cycle …


Day 2 … here we come πŸ˜€

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