Thursday, 29 March 2012

Introducing ... (finally!)

LL is officially a BIG brother, and Mr B and I are now parents of two.

Jessica Kate was born on the 5th March, weighing in at a lovely 8lb, 1oz, 50cm long, and lots and lots of dark hair!

That's right, A GIRL!!!!

And we're naturally proud as punch!

I'll save the gory details for another post, except to say that her being a girl and with all that hair had us all a little shocked for a while.

Mr B and I were certain it was going to be a boy. In fact we'd just told the theatre nurse seconds before she arrived that we thought it was a boy. And then TADA .... It's a girl. I had to ask Mr B if I had heard right ... and then the midwife confirmed it again. A GIRL!

And with lots and lots of dark hair. LL was virtually bald when he was born and then his hair was very very fair. Where had all this hair come from?? We're still perplexed now.

Three and a half weeks in and we've been caught up in a whirl of feeding, settling, cuddling, nappy changes, recovering, and trying to get some rest. Most days I'm just grateful to have eaten, showered and gotten a little sleep. I am so thankful we've had all the grandparents on hand. I don't think I would have coped at all well without them.

And now we're preparing to take our new addition and our little family back to Bots. Four months away, it's going to be very tough to go back. But it needs to be done and I'm looking forward to no longer living out of a suitcase, to having our things around us, and to seeing some lovely friends.

We're starting the journey on Sunday and should be back in F'town by Tuesday .... wish us luck ... I think we're going to need it!

Sunday, 4 March 2012


Come this time tomorrow I should have a brand new baby in my arms.

I'm booked in for another c-section, and will be at the hospital bright and early tomorrow morning at 6am.

After waiting for 40 weeks +5 days I've resigned myself to the fact that this babe is not going to make an appearance on it's own, and the doctor has to give it a little helping hand.

As much as I was hoping, wishing, wanting it to go so differently, it seems it's not to be. Disappointed is one feeling, anxious and a little scared are two others. But it's difficult to feel like this when you know the eventual outcome is such a happy one.

I SO wanted not to have to go through this again - the spinal block, the catheter, the recovery from the surgery - but without a real choice in the matter and wanting to have our baby with us finally, I've been trying to reassure myself that the 24 hours or so of discomfort and anxiety is worth the end result.

Of course the end justifies the means!!

I just need to remind myself of that. Remind myself I'm not the first to have to go through this. Remind myself that I've done it before and I can do it again. And remind myself that I get the best present of all as a result.
I can't wait to introduce you to the newest member of our family .... tomorrow ....

Thursday, 1 March 2012

Birthday Scones and Cake

My Dad celebrated his birthday last week and luckily for us we were here to celebrate with him. It made me think, when exactly was the last time we were able to do that? For the life of me, I can't remember. Sadly I think it could very well have been before Mr B and I moved in together, over eight years ago!!!

I think I've mentioned here before how birthdays are a big deal to me. I don't care how old you get, you deserve to be spoilt on "your" day.

So that's what we did.

My Dad LOVES scones - he's old school like that. As I've wanted to give these a try for a while, I thought what better time to make them. And boy, am I glad I did. So easy, and so delish, and with a bit of home-made apricot jam even better. They were YUM! And Dad LOVED them :)

And then of course I had to make a cake. A birthday just isn't a birthday without cake.

I was a bit disorganised though and left it to the day to decide what to make, so there wasn't anything too fancy like this or this, going on.

Instead I found this cake and thought I'd give it a go.

And it came out pretty good I think ...

Dad wasn't turning six obviously, but there was a six in there somewhere!!!

Naturally LL thought it was all lots and lots of fun. He even woke up Grampy extra early, helped him open all his birthday cards, and scratched a few of Grampy's scratch tickets. And of course, helped Grampy devour his yummy scrummy chocolate, lolly-covered birthday cake.

Sugar-rush central :)
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