Next week we are off on a grand tour of the south coast; I am so so SO excited about having a whole week with my two favourite baldies and about seeing all my lovely buddies.
There has been a frenzy of washing and ironing for a week now and I have a list that is approximately 93 miles long!! The list has several categories with headings, subheadings and footnotes I honestly don't think Napoloen was this organised when he decided to have a go at conquering Europe!!!!! The amount of stuff we're taking for mearly a week is utterly ridiculous and I think we may have to hire Pickfords to help us travel down the A34.
The above was written on Monday, it is now Friday and the smug, organised, capable feeling has dissipated and transformed itself into blind panic!!! The front room looks like some kind of jumble sale is taking place soon with piles of clothes, bedding, towels and other "essentials" haphazardly plonked about the place! The smallest person in the house has 4 different piles - day, night, washing, sleeping, not to mention the entire dinning room table which is groaning under the strain from the items listed under " just in case"!!!
The boot of the car already won't shut and we haven't yet put any suitcases or bags in there it only has the pram and the travel cot and it can't cope!!! Where's the rest of the stuff
going to go?
Instead of tackling this craziness head on, getting sorted and therefore feeling ready and able to go I am currently sitting in Cafe Nero drinking cappuccino and writing this in a state of denial and with the vain hope that somehow, despite myself, it'll all come together and we'll be ready to pick the baldy up from work at 4!!!!!! Just have another coffee then will get on..... Oh and a pain au choc......
Friday, 29 October 2010
Wednesday, 27 October 2010
Yum yum yummity YUM!!!!!
I've just made Peanut Satay 30 minute meal from the lovely Jamie Oliver and I have to say it was deeeeeeeeelicious!! The Baldy bought me the book on Monday and I've been wanting to create a Michelin Star meal from it since. Couldn't do it Monday as had had a nervous breakdown and therefore needed something mega easy - pasta and pesto, yesterday it was the mans turn to cook so we had fish finger sarnies and so tonight was the night...
The boy and I went to Sainsburys to make sure we had all the right stuff and I've been so excited about making this dinner - how sad is that?!! I love love love chicken satay and it's ace to have lovely straight forward and quick recipe for it. Jamie (yes, we're on first name terms now) hasn't done this one on the box yet so the recipe isn't on the website yet but I can HIGHLY recommend it - it is super super easy and so scrummy I think it will certainly become a Forky Favourite.
The pudding was pineapple which the Fork doesn't like and which I over indulged in when trying to induce labour so we opted for chocolate ice cream which, sadly, was not homemade. Despite this small "cheat" I do believe my Domestic Goddessness is at an all time high!!
The boy and I went to Sainsburys to make sure we had all the right stuff and I've been so excited about making this dinner - how sad is that?!! I love love love chicken satay and it's ace to have lovely straight forward and quick recipe for it. Jamie (yes, we're on first name terms now) hasn't done this one on the box yet so the recipe isn't on the website yet but I can HIGHLY recommend it - it is super super easy and so scrummy I think it will certainly become a Forky Favourite.
The pudding was pineapple which the Fork doesn't like and which I over indulged in when trying to induce labour so we opted for chocolate ice cream which, sadly, was not homemade. Despite this small "cheat" I do believe my Domestic Goddessness is at an all time high!!
Monday, 25 October 2010
Gotta love the fork!!!
After a bit of a tricky day with the boy my lovely baldy has come home with a present for me and has managed to get our little man smiling and having fun again!!!
Love love love him, now if only he could pick the winning lottery numbers....
Love love love him, now if only he could pick the winning lottery numbers....
How far is too far?!
I have just driven to Warwick services for a Starbucks!!!!! Actually the reason we're in the car is so that the little man doesn't end up in the front garden with a notice saying "free to a good home" pinned to his chest!!! I don't know what is up with his gorgeousness but he has been just impossible to please today; won't sleep, won't eat, won't have kickabout, won't go in his bouncy chair, won't be cuddled, just won't!!!! So in desperation and in a vain attempt not to completely lose it we got in the car so he could sleep and I could have a moment to remember how adoreable he usually is..
Having driven to Warwick the queue in Starbucks is more than I can cope with so we got back in the car to drive home, via Warwick services north bound where I pick up my much needed skinny cap triple shot fix!! The lengths I'll go to for an hours peace....Lordy!!!
It's done the trick though, he's had a little snooze and I've remembered that I love being a mum!!!
PS saw a car on the motorway advertising a website - colourfulcoffins.com so could be worse, I could have to spend my day flogging a lime green coffin!!!!!! Crickey!!!
Having driven to Warwick the queue in Starbucks is more than I can cope with so we got back in the car to drive home, via Warwick services north bound where I pick up my much needed skinny cap triple shot fix!! The lengths I'll go to for an hours peace....Lordy!!!
It's done the trick though, he's had a little snooze and I've remembered that I love being a mum!!!
PS saw a car on the motorway advertising a website - colourfulcoffins.com so could be worse, I could have to spend my day flogging a lime green coffin!!!!!! Crickey!!!
Wednesday, 20 October 2010
A study in motherhood
Number of injections received by the boy: 2
Number of injections received by mum: 0
Number of tears shed by the boy: 3
Number of tears shed by mum: 94,628,234
Technique for calming the boy: cuddle with mum
Technique for calming mum: large skinny cappuccino with an extra shot and a pecan pie
Boy's afternoon activity: happily sleeping in pram
Mum's afternoon activity: searching the house high and low for some chocolate - there must be some somewhere......
Conclusion: Poor little man is a brave solider who has a complete lunatic for a mother!!!
Number of injections received by mum: 0
Number of tears shed by the boy: 3
Number of tears shed by mum: 94,628,234
Technique for calming the boy: cuddle with mum
Technique for calming mum: large skinny cappuccino with an extra shot and a pecan pie
Boy's afternoon activity: happily sleeping in pram
Mum's afternoon activity: searching the house high and low for some chocolate - there must be some somewhere......
Conclusion: Poor little man is a brave solider who has a complete lunatic for a mother!!!
Tuesday, 19 October 2010
A whole night's sleep
Saturday night my gorgeous sister and her man looked after the boy while Baldy and I checked into MalMaison, I have been SO excited about this that I've been counting down the non-sleeps until our whole night's sleep!! Within seconds of entering our hotel room the vino was opened and I had managed to de-stress. In anticipation of what my Mother in Law called our "orgy" (!!!!) I had bought a new frock, had my nails done and was waxed to within an inch of my life!
After inhaling my first glass of vino the Baldy does his job, tops up my glass and I decide it is time for me to ready myself for scoffing. It felt like a date night so thought I'd do a woman of mystery transformation in the bathroom and toddled off to attempt gorgeousness. Allow me to give you a top dressing tip, when attempting to put on Gok's infamous magic knickers it is best to avoid practically downing 2 LARGE glasses of vino - particularly if your alcohol tolerance isn't what it used to be!! Despite my self inflicted handicaps I managed to dress and apply make-up without looking too much like someone who has been let out for the day! Obviously I chose this night to wear my super mega high heels, possibly not the best decision with my light-weight status in mind!!!!
We make it to the restaurant and have the MOST amazing meal, super yummy scrum!!! I can highly recommend the Malmasion food - it's delicious! The wine list is the size of a Booker Prize winning novel so we just ordered the cheapest bottle in there - we're no connoisseurs! There was only one slight hiccup when I toddled off to the ladies knocking the condiments off a neighbouring table; no, not with my handbag but with the hugeness that is my backside!!!! Classy! Not embarrassing at all!
Having consumed the best part of 2 bottles of wine and with the prospect of a night without responsibilities the Baldy was the recipient of various promises, suggestions and innuendos. We got back to the room and things started to heat up when the vino, food and sleep deprivation kicked in....resulting in us both snoring soundly in our respective bed halves within moments of our heads hitting the pillow!!!! So much for a night of passion! Far more important to get a night of sleep and boy did we sleep. Ten whole hours of blissful snoozing!!!! PERFECT!
After inhaling my first glass of vino the Baldy does his job, tops up my glass and I decide it is time for me to ready myself for scoffing. It felt like a date night so thought I'd do a woman of mystery transformation in the bathroom and toddled off to attempt gorgeousness. Allow me to give you a top dressing tip, when attempting to put on Gok's infamous magic knickers it is best to avoid practically downing 2 LARGE glasses of vino - particularly if your alcohol tolerance isn't what it used to be!! Despite my self inflicted handicaps I managed to dress and apply make-up without looking too much like someone who has been let out for the day! Obviously I chose this night to wear my super mega high heels, possibly not the best decision with my light-weight status in mind!!!!
We make it to the restaurant and have the MOST amazing meal, super yummy scrum!!! I can highly recommend the Malmasion food - it's delicious! The wine list is the size of a Booker Prize winning novel so we just ordered the cheapest bottle in there - we're no connoisseurs! There was only one slight hiccup when I toddled off to the ladies knocking the condiments off a neighbouring table; no, not with my handbag but with the hugeness that is my backside!!!! Classy! Not embarrassing at all!
Having consumed the best part of 2 bottles of wine and with the prospect of a night without responsibilities the Baldy was the recipient of various promises, suggestions and innuendos. We got back to the room and things started to heat up when the vino, food and sleep deprivation kicked in....resulting in us both snoring soundly in our respective bed halves within moments of our heads hitting the pillow!!!! So much for a night of passion! Far more important to get a night of sleep and boy did we sleep. Ten whole hours of blissful snoozing!!!! PERFECT!
Monday, 4 October 2010
Skinny Jeans - Friend or Foe?!
I approached last weekend with some apprehension; I had agreed to do all the night feeds on Friday and had a hair appointment on Saturday with a new, never before tried hairdresser - is there anything more nerve recking?!!
So firstly Friday, after damaging myself beyond repair in Total Body Workout the idea of having to get up endlessly through the night, even if it is to see the most gorgeous boy this side of Colin Firth, did not have me thanking Crunchie!!!! Of course my boy was absolutely wonderful and only woke twice in the night - 12 and 5.30 and even had a bit of a lie in not waking properly until 8 so that was a tip top start to Saturday!!! But the biggest worry loomed on the horizon; the new hairdresser experience! My hairdresser, Louise, is brilliant however she has very selfishly gone on maternity leave and is insisting in stopping at home with her new baby when I need my hair sorting out! Honestly, you just cannot get the staff these days!! With some trepidation I set off to Broadway for my appointment with fate, and Deborah whoever she may be..... 2 and half hours later I emerge in a Stars in Your Eyes stylee with new hair which could rival even Jenifer Aniston's!!!! LOVE it, it's nothing amazing and you could possibly be excused for not noticing but I feel like a new women - and the greys are history!
Following the success of the morning I decide to plunge into the heady world of Saturday shopping. Since the dawn of time I have always HATED shopping in town on a Saturday - its just TOO busy and hectic and you have to put up with "computer says no" morons sent purely to irritate and torture the reasonable and rational!! But, new hair makes you feel as though you can conquer the world so off I go to the metropolis that is Redditch. I have been considering the wardrobe of a new mum and was keen to be more Denis Van Outen/Danni Minouge than Jeremy Kyle contestant so had in mind some new jeans to wear tucked into flat boots with some kind of long-ish top and belt combo. In my quest for these seemingly innocent items I entered Next where I made the ludicrous decision to try on some skinny jeans - I realise that many of you will not have associated the word "skinny" with me before but new hair can have an extraordinary effect on a persons perception of themselves!!!!! I should have know things weren't going to go well when getting the thigh part of the jeans over my dodgy calf was a bit of a mission, but I'm no quitter!! By the time I had them pulled up to my waist strange things were happening to the jeans - they had gone from looking pretty and inviting on the hanger to resembling something akin to a denim sausage casing - definitely more Jeremy Kyle than yummy mummy! Having decided that skinny jeans were not actually a friend I attempted to remove them from my person. At this point they took on the qualities of one of those stupid finger trap things - do you remember them? The ones where you put a finger in each end and the more you struggle the tighter it gets (this sounds wrong, but you know what I mean!) What do I do? How do I get the blinking tings off? Do I call for the size 4 shop assistant and ask if they have some kind of skinny jeans removal machine?!!! Or perhaps the fire brigade were more appropriat?! Why oh why did I ever think of putting these ridiculous jeans on?!!!! Eventually, after roughly 973 hours, I am free from the jeans!! ALLELUIA!!!!!
Feeling as though it's probably safer if I just avoid all other clothing stores I head to the safety of Cafe Nero, while on my way there I pass the Orange shop... and bought myself an iPhone!!! It was slightly more than the new jeans and boots I was planning to buy but all the wrestling had destroyed my new hair and with my injury in mind not to mention my traumatic experience in Next I felt as though I deserved a shiny new treat!!
So firstly Friday, after damaging myself beyond repair in Total Body Workout the idea of having to get up endlessly through the night, even if it is to see the most gorgeous boy this side of Colin Firth, did not have me thanking Crunchie!!!! Of course my boy was absolutely wonderful and only woke twice in the night - 12 and 5.30 and even had a bit of a lie in not waking properly until 8 so that was a tip top start to Saturday!!! But the biggest worry loomed on the horizon; the new hairdresser experience! My hairdresser, Louise, is brilliant however she has very selfishly gone on maternity leave and is insisting in stopping at home with her new baby when I need my hair sorting out! Honestly, you just cannot get the staff these days!! With some trepidation I set off to Broadway for my appointment with fate, and Deborah whoever she may be..... 2 and half hours later I emerge in a Stars in Your Eyes stylee with new hair which could rival even Jenifer Aniston's!!!! LOVE it, it's nothing amazing and you could possibly be excused for not noticing but I feel like a new women - and the greys are history!
Following the success of the morning I decide to plunge into the heady world of Saturday shopping. Since the dawn of time I have always HATED shopping in town on a Saturday - its just TOO busy and hectic and you have to put up with "computer says no" morons sent purely to irritate and torture the reasonable and rational!! But, new hair makes you feel as though you can conquer the world so off I go to the metropolis that is Redditch. I have been considering the wardrobe of a new mum and was keen to be more Denis Van Outen/Danni Minouge than Jeremy Kyle contestant so had in mind some new jeans to wear tucked into flat boots with some kind of long-ish top and belt combo. In my quest for these seemingly innocent items I entered Next where I made the ludicrous decision to try on some skinny jeans - I realise that many of you will not have associated the word "skinny" with me before but new hair can have an extraordinary effect on a persons perception of themselves!!!!! I should have know things weren't going to go well when getting the thigh part of the jeans over my dodgy calf was a bit of a mission, but I'm no quitter!! By the time I had them pulled up to my waist strange things were happening to the jeans - they had gone from looking pretty and inviting on the hanger to resembling something akin to a denim sausage casing - definitely more Jeremy Kyle than yummy mummy! Having decided that skinny jeans were not actually a friend I attempted to remove them from my person. At this point they took on the qualities of one of those stupid finger trap things - do you remember them? The ones where you put a finger in each end and the more you struggle the tighter it gets (this sounds wrong, but you know what I mean!) What do I do? How do I get the blinking tings off? Do I call for the size 4 shop assistant and ask if they have some kind of skinny jeans removal machine?!!! Or perhaps the fire brigade were more appropriat?! Why oh why did I ever think of putting these ridiculous jeans on?!!!! Eventually, after roughly 973 hours, I am free from the jeans!! ALLELUIA!!!!!
Feeling as though it's probably safer if I just avoid all other clothing stores I head to the safety of Cafe Nero, while on my way there I pass the Orange shop... and bought myself an iPhone!!! It was slightly more than the new jeans and boots I was planning to buy but all the wrestling had destroyed my new hair and with my injury in mind not to mention my traumatic experience in Next I felt as though I deserved a shiny new treat!!
Saturday, 2 October 2010
Too exciting for words!!!!!!
But I'll give it a go..... Am blogging from my iPhone!!!!! I am officially a techno type!!! Wooooo hoooooo check me out baby!!!!! Who knows where this could lead - I might venture into all sorts of unknown technological areas like.....erm......... well, can't really think of any technological areas right now but am sure there are plenty out there just waiting for a whizz like me to turn up!
Friday, 1 October 2010
Operation Yummy Mummy
Has sadly hit a small bump in the road. Tonight at Total Body Workout I was skipping (!!) when I felt my calf pop! Now, my calves have done many things; walked the Great Wall of China, danced until dawn in Berlin and spent many hours wandering around the Bull Ring but they have never popped!!!! Ohhhhhh my word!!!!!!! It bloomin hurt like something that really REALLY hurts!!!! Like the hard core exercise fiend I am I managed to continue with the class but I am now hobbling like a new born antelope with the grace of a hippo!!!!
Tonight I am due to do all the night feeds as part of our quest for a full nights sleep and I'm hoping against hope that the boy will take into account my injury and choose tonight to stay happily in the land of nod, oblivious to his mothers inability to walk!!!
I tell you, exercise is NOT good for you!
Tonight I am due to do all the night feeds as part of our quest for a full nights sleep and I'm hoping against hope that the boy will take into account my injury and choose tonight to stay happily in the land of nod, oblivious to his mothers inability to walk!!!
I tell you, exercise is NOT good for you!
Breakthrough!!
Last night we had a break through and the boy SLEPT!!!! WOOOOO HOOOOOOOO!!!!! What, I hear you ask, can we attribute this momentous occasion to - BodyPump is the answer! No, I didn't take him to lift weights but a session with the crazy fitness lady followed by a day with the in laws left me sooooo shattered that I just could not stay awake. So I had a lovely long soak and was in bed by half past 8!!! At 11.30 the little man woke up to say hello and see how our evening was but when his pops offered him his midnight snack he wasn't all that interested. At 1.30am it's my turn and the boy is grumbling, I'm lying in bed, about to attempt movement when..... he stops!!! Now, of course as soon as the monitor goes quiet I imagine doom and disaster, but there is a small part of me wondering if I could just roll over and go back to sleep, eventually the neurotic mother in me takes over and I stagger upstairs with my thighs screaming to see if baby fork is in peril only to find him happily munching on his fingers and chatting away to the ceiling. Leaving him to his conversation I happily slump back into my bed, he didn't wake up again until half past 5 and then went back to snooze ville after a light breakfast and didn't wake properly until 8. SO I've basically had a full nights sleep and I am feeling ACE ACE ACE!!!!! Feel like I could conquer the world today!! I just hope that BodyCombat has the same effect tonight - I know my body is feeling the same level of discomfort so fingers crossed!
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