Wednesday, 22 January 2020

Actually Leaving the House

It seems such a simple thing, leaving the house.  Mornings now are a little slow to say the least, after waking every hour or two during the night to nurse.  This is very alien to me as pre-baby I was a morning person and bounded out of bed and out the front door, ticking off 10 things from my to-do list by 9am.  In the mornings now you'll find me groggily sat still in pyjamas, cuddling Otis and not getting to drink the tea I made.  It's taken me days to find the time to write this blog post, in snatched moments in between feeds, nappies and cuddles.  Newborn days skip by quickly, so I'm embracing this precious time.

We all need a bit of sunshine and fresh air though, so with the weekend's fine weather we thought it was about time we took Otis for his first visit to a National Trust property.  We headed to local house, Dyffryn.  It was a chance to put the pram's off-road capabilities to the test in the gardens.

Expect to see me in this red coat for the forseeable future, nothing bloomin' fits anymore!

Thursday, 26 December 2019

Express Delivery for Christmas

Those of you on Instagram may have already seen that our baby arrived early!  He was far too excited about Christmas to wait any longer.  Welcome to the world, Otis Dylan Rees.  Born at home (unexpectedly!) on 14th December at 5.52pm, weighing 5lbs 13oz.

Monday, 9 December 2019

Let the Hibernation Begin!

I have finished work!  I am now a lady of leisure until the baby arrives.  The last month demanded a lot of effort, to make sure that I could leave my projects in a fit state to be handed over.  My colleagues were wonderfully supportive, and with a bit of flexible working around antenatal appointments and pregnancy-related ailments, they helped me over the finish line.  I really love my new job, so it was with mixed emotions that I left on Friday, knowing that it could be up to a year until I return.  Having said that, I won't miss the cramped train commute (with nobody offering a seat...),  the leaving the house early on dark mornings, and having to find clothes that fit at this stage of pregnancy and look vaguely professional.

Today was a cold, crisp day, and I was glad of this lovely and warm cashmere blend coat, that was a summer car boot sale buy for a fiver.  It's now straining at the buttons over my 36 week bump, I am not sure it will last another week.  The gloves were also a car boot sale buy, an eagle-eyed spot by Chris who noticed the CC41 label, dating them to the 1940s.  I paid 50p, and they've been such a wardrobe staple.  They match the shade of brown in a few pairs of boots I own, including these new-to-me boots from Jones the Bootmaker, charity-shopped for £6.99.

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