Expanding the pack

I must admit, even before the arrival of Jasmine I had considered us a ‘family of three’. As far as I was concerned I was already a mum to my furbaby, Heidi. She is a huge part of my life so I thought it was high time I introduced you to her… For over 10 years I have wanted a Miniature Schnauzer, ever since I got my first job working as Dog Groomer’s Assistant at the age of 16. I fell in love with the breed, with their characteristic beard and eyebrows. I also adored their sweet nature and to this day have never come across a bad-tempered or nasty schnauzer. Circumstances meant that I wouldn’t be able to get my own puppy until I had reached the ripe old age of 26 and had settled down with my fella. In July last year we moved into our own place with a garden big enough for a dog and month later we were on our way to Norwich to pick up Heidi, our miniature schnauzer puppy! Little did I know that just two weeks after collecting Heidi from the breeders I would find out that I was expecting a  baby. Initially I was overwhelmed with guilt, I had brought this dog into our lives and now I felt like we wouldn’t be able to give it the love and attention she deserved. This wasn’t helped by the fact that it took me a while to bond with our pooch because I was spending all day, every day with my head down the toilet puking my guts up. Stephen was brilliant and took Heidi for all of her walks in those first few weeks, and more importantly took care of the poop scooping! The thought of dealing with that made me gag.
Heidi was very curious about what was in Mummy’s bump!
Slowly the morning sickness wore off (thank God!) and I was able to spend more quality time with Heidi. Our bond grew stronger and now, I quite simply cannot imagine life without her. Throughout my pregnancy it was always in the back of my mind that things were going to change so significantly and I wondered how our puppy was going to react to the new addition to our pack.
Butter wouldn’t melt!
As it turns out, I needn’t have worried quite so much… Bringing Jasmine home from the hospital I was anxious to see how the first meeting would go. Heidi was clearly very curious as to what, and indeed, who this noisy, dribbling bundle was. She had a little sniff and that was that! Since then Heidi has been brilliant, exceeded my expectations as to how well behaved she would be. She doesn’t get jealous when I’m busy feeding or cuddling Jasmine, she knows to back off and let me get on with it. She doesn’t go short of food and cuddles either and she still gets all the love and attention she did before baby’s arrival. In fact, in the evenings when Daddy gets home from work and spends some time with Jasmine, Heidi and I head out for a long walk together, just the two of us. These walks have kept me sane over the last few weeks and I cherish this time even more now.
Family snuggles: Our first day home from the hospital
The truth is, having a puppy and baby isn’t the disaster that I thought it would be. It hasn’t been like the images I had in my head of me stuck at home with a screaming baby and a dog tearing the house apart.She’s part of the core family unit and I cannot wait to watch Jasmine grow up with Heidi. I’ve got a feeling they are going to be thick as thieves!
My girls: making my heart melt on a daily basis!
NB. I would just like to point out that I NEVER leave my dog and baby together unsupervised. I trust my dog entirely but would never, ever take that risk.
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Jasmine’s 1 month update

My pregnancy really did fly by, if felt like one minute I was peeing on a stick and confirming that those little twinges in my belly were not just a figment of my imagination and then the next minute I was holding my baby for the first time. As Jasmine was born at 38+2 weeks, I never really had that awful waiting around that some ladies are unfortunate enough to have to go through at the end of their pregnancy.  I was just getting into the swing of my maternity leave and admittedly starting to feel a little fed up with the backaches and weight of my bump. One day I rubbed my belly and whispered “You can come out now, I’m ready for you!” Later that night my waters broke. Sometimes you just have to ask nicely! ;) Read more...

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Jasmine’s Birth Story

At 2am on Monday 7th April I felt my waters trickle out of me whilst I lay in bed. I got up to go to the bathroom so I could confirm what I already knew -my baby girl was on her way! Once I’d ruled out the possibility that I’d just lost control of my bladder and was sure that my waters had indeed broken I woke Stephen up to let him know. We decided I should probably call the hospital to let them know as I hadn’t had any contractions at this point. As I sat downstairs on the phone to the Birthing Unit, unbeknownst to me, poor Stephen almost broke his neck slipping on the trail of fluid I’d left behind on the bedroom floor. Oops! Read more...

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Why I never blogged… until now!

It’s 2:25am, I’ve just fed Jasmine and got her settled back to sleep. If only all it took was some milk, a rub on the back and Barney Gumble style burp to get myself back to sleep. Alas no, my mind is buzzing tonight. I’m suddenly overwhelmed with sadness and cry silently into Jasmine’s muslin cloth, desperate not to wake my sleeping other half. I’d hate to have to try and explain “what’s wrong?” as the truth is, I have no idea.

OK, that’s not true, I have SOME idea.

It could be down to the fact that my baby girl turns 1 month old in a few days time and not a single member of my family has met her. Not a single one and it hurts. Now, any new mum will know that when you have a child, even if you’ve never felt that proud of anything you’ve ever done in your life before – the moment that baby is lifted on to your chest at birth; you know they are your greatest achievement. You want to show them off to the world. Forget everything else, I’ve finally (with help from the person I love) created something perfect. Read more...

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