Look at Me

Look at me, when you feed me, Mummy, When we’re alone in the dead of night. I know there doesn’t seem like much to see, When my face is obscured and my eyes are shut tight. . But look a little closer, Mummy; A month has already passed. Before you know it I’ll be one,…

Positioned For Recovery

“Wow… You look amazing, considering!”  Said every person I’ve come into contact with over the last three weeks. Which is lovely. But also, you know, ever so slightly misleading in the grand old scheme of things. See, I’ll say to you what I’ve said to every one of them… Two words: PAT LEAVE! Husband was…

A Tale of Three Tinies

So… We have a new Tiny! A gorgeously pink, living, breathing baby girl… Now safely at home with two very excited siblings. Tinker. Toddler. Tiny. Our new familiar bliss! My little family boxset: complete. No need to say more than this! Except… Well, except I have this blog… And night feeds in full swing; So…

Full Term

Another pregnancy post. I figured as we’ve covered the whirlwind first trimester, the cute and cosy second phase and the hardest-slog-yet third… I may as well round it off here! Because here we are at… 37 weeks! Which means that, while there’s still probably a couple more to go, I am, nevertheless, what is considered full term. Which in…

The Graduate

So today is the day that Husband should have set off back to Durham. Ready to don his flat cap and badger with pride, and accept his degree certificate- to a round of applause- with deserving peers beside.  But instead… he’s here with me. His heavily pregnant, dramatically hormonal, sugar-deprived chocoholic and currently insomniac wife; consistently…

Gestational Diabetes: 6 Weeks On

So, last time I wrote on this topic, I was freshly diagnosed and finding the whole thing rather overwhelming. Yet, I began writing this new post whilst sat in the hospital waiting room, 2 days after Christmas, 5 weeks on, waiting for an appointment that initially felt a lifetime away. Time really does fly when you’re having fun, hey?! …

A Curacy Christmas: Exhibit D-(Day)

So here it is, Merry Christmas! Husband left the house at eight am on Christmas Eve for back to back services and gatherings; came home for three hours; and then left again, to be back home at 2am. He’ll sleep until the kids wake at 6 and is preaching again tomorrow morning! And you know…

A Curacy Christmas: Exhibit C (H,A,O,S…)

So I noticed a discussion thread amongst some fellow “C-WAGS” this week, about the highs and lows of this first collared Christmas. One of the most common themes seemed to be the loss of routine, sanity and, well… Daddy, amongst those of us at home, in new places, with young children. So… In this vein… Two stories…

The Medical Pregnancy 

A couple of weeks ago, upon rather abruptly arriving at the third trimester, I wrote a blog post in honour of the second. The beautiful, blooming and buzzing second trimester, as I had experienced it. It was an indulgent exercise in nostalgia; capturing the joy and awe that I was feeling once more, at growing…

School Comforts

So I mentioned in my previous post that I’d been getting rather… emotional… lately. This week, that’s proven to be a bit of an understatement! I mean it really, really doesn’t take much at the best of times, but yesterday morning… Well, it was plain embarrassing. We went for an introductory tour around what we hope…