Part of me expects that nobody else, other than me, will ever get to read this blog post – although I hope that won’t be the case. I’m pregnant. And, as much as I wanted this, and I really did want this – I’m not overjoyed or excited… I’m bloody petrified. You see, this is my fourth pregnancy and thus far my success rate for a healthy full-term pregnancy is 33%. Doesn’t sound a lot, does it? But the numbers don’t mean anything, not really. Either I’ll lose this baby or I won’t. I’m trying to be optimistic but I’m finding it incredibly hard.
If you follow me on social media then the chances are you’ve already heard that we’re expecting baby number two. If not, then – surprise! It feels so good to finally be able to share our exciting news, after what has felt like the longest couple of months ever.
Here’s a teeny, tiny video I made during a Jasmine nap time. It’s a token effort! ;)
It’s taken me a little while to get around to announcing my pregnancy on my blog for a few reasons. Namely exhaustion, guilt (there’s a post sitting in my drafts about this) and the pressure to do it ‘well’.
Recently, the lovely Vickie over at A Pocketful of Dandelions shared some photos on her blog which totally captured my heart. They were taken on an old film camera (we’re talking circa mid eighties!) that was given to her by her dad. Anyone who reads my blog regularly will know that I’ve developed a love for film photography since being bought a lomography camera as a Christmas present. However, Vickie’s photos inspired me to trawl through eBay listings to find the exact camera she had used – the Canon T70. To my delight there were quite a few listed, for around £40 each. I then spotted one that was being listed by a charity for the measly sum of £14.40 – it was unchecked (and therefore there was no guarantee it actually worked) but I took a risk and bid on it anyway. At just shy of £20 pounds (inc. P&P), what was the worst that could happen? A little money given to South Bucks Hospice and no harm done!
I’ve never missed writing one of Jasmine’s monthly updates before but when it came to her 23rd month, well, not a lot had changed since the month before. In the end, I figured I’d do a combined update of her last two months as a one year old!
The last couple of weeks have been rather testing to say the least. We’ve had illnesses, picky eating (more on that in the minute), lots of night time wake ups and tantrums galore. In amongst the chaos of all that, Jasmine has become such a sweet little girl and her current ‘catchphrase’ is “Awwww, cute!”. She says it about animals, insects, babies and teddy bears. The other day we were walking home from nursery and I pointed out a ladybird to her – she waved at it and shouted “Hi” (She gets quite enthusiastic about bugs. Read: loud) and waved at it. As it crawled away under a leaf she said “Soon” (as in, see you soon).
I made one of these photo collages last year as we approached Jasmine’s 1st birthday. It was so much fun to do and I loved seeing all of the subtle (and not so subtle) changes that took place as she grew each month. It’s Jasmine’s 2nd birthday a week today so I’m back to share her second year in photos.
In some ways, I feel like this year has gone even quicker than the first. Although I’d never have thought that to be possible! I miss my squidgy baby, of course. But I am having so much fun getting to know this crazy toddler’s personality. I love her cheeky sense of humour and her wicked giggle.
I’m back with another edition of ‘My Life in Lomo’ and this time it’s a little bit different. A few months ago, I decided that it was finally time for me to brave using a B&W film in my La Sardina camera. I’m not too sure what I was worried about, I think I just find B&W photography harder to get right. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned about lomography, it’s not about ‘getting it right’.
As it turns out, this happens to be my favourite batch of lomo shots yet. I’m in love with every single print.
Almost every year for the past 5 years (except from the one where I was heavily pregnant) my friends and I have gone away to Center Parcs for a girlie weekend. We usually go in March and have now been to quite a few of the different Center Parcs around the country. This year we are returning to Elveden Forest (in Suffolk) for the the second time.
I’m quite nervous as this will be the longest time I’ve spent away from my darling daughter. At the same time, I am desperate for a weekend away with my friends (who all live a 3 hour drive away from me and I don’t get to see very often).
We were recently asked if we would like to try out and review some Japanese nappies. I raised an eyebrow too when I read the e-mail but curiosity got the better me and so I said “sure, send some my way!” For the best part of two years, we have tried a lot of different nappies in order to find the ‘right’ ones. I never would’ve thought it before becoming a mum – but’s pretty hard to find the perfect nappy for your little one. You want them to right fit, you want them to be able to keep your baby/toddler dry and comfortable and you don’t want to spend a fortune on them. It doesn’t seem a lot to ask when I write it down. Could these international pants, named ‘Moony’, be our answer?
This weekend we visited West Stow Anglo Saxon Village for no other reason than it’s right on our doorstep and we hadn’t been before. As it turns out, Jasmine isn’t that into reconstructions of Anglo Saxon huts (well, duh!) but she did enjoy the massive playground that was there and the oaty biscuits that they sold in the café.
I managed to grab a couple of photos of the three of us whilst we were there and I’ve since made the observation that: couples do eventually end up dressing the same. Embarrassing!
I’ve been relatively absent from my blog over the last couple of months and whilst I’m certainly not under any illusion that there are hundreds of people wondering where I’ve been, I thought it would be nice to have a catch up. Bloggers disappear, without a word, all the time and I tend to be one of those people who wonder “What happened to them?” Sometimes life gets in the way and other times, they just fall out of love with it all. In my case, it was little bit of both.