The trouble with holidays in the UK is the weather. It is, quite frankly, pants.
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Saturday night saw the most harrowing event happen in the Edspire house. This tragedy has hit me really hard, harder than I feel it ought, and I’m left now with a sense of guilt overhanging the grief I am feeling for Matilda Mae.
I never met her, I never met her mum or dad or her older brother and sister. I followed Jennie’s blog, particularly just after… Continue reading
I recently read a blog post about co-sleeping and it’s benefits. Obviously this isn’t for everybody, and pre-children, the idea of sharing my bed with anyone other then The Boyfriend was pretty horrifying. But when The Princess came along, I fell head over heels in love with her and didn’t want to be apart from her for a minute. She also demanded to be fed every hour, which got rather… Continue reading
I’ve been away from here for ages. Not only was I without a phone for what seemed like a year, I took a holiday in the Lake District with my family. There were ten of us in total, which meant lots of people to look after The Baby (actually it was just a huge audience for her to entertain daily) while The Boyfriend… Continue reading
I’m almost 31 weeks pregnant, looking more like I’m 41 weeks pregnant. I’m anaemic, I have pelvic pain which has decided to become suddenly unbearable this last week, I’m unable to get comfortable enough to get a good night’s sleep, but most importantly I’m on final countdown to maternity leave. I have 7 weeks until it starts, but I have a week’s annual leave during that time, plus I only… Continue reading
Today my aunty, Annie, should have turned 73. It sounds so old! I can’t really imagine her being old. She was 56 when she died, although I suppose to my 15-year-old self, even that would have seemed old. There’s barely a day passes without Annie making an appearance in my thoughts, sometimes it’s just a cameo, sometimes a starring role, but she’s almost always there, and particularly since The Baby… Continue reading
So here we are, back home again. This time two weeks ago I was worried about our holiday, about the disturbance and raucousness we were about to unleash on my unwitting family members.
This time last week I was enjoying the most relaxed Sunday I had had in ages and ages and ages. The holiday in Scotland with my aunty and uncle has been just what we all needed. … Continue reading