1 and 1/2

Today Lily is 18 months old. I'm scared by how quickly time is going.
She's 22lbs 4ozs (or 10.1kgs). She's 79.5cm tall. She's in the 25th percentile for both height and weight, so she's a little on the diddy side, but she certainly doesn't look it.
She has 12 teeth (the last time I checked anyway. They're sprouting up everywhere).
She is extremely cheeky and throws a mini tantrum whenever she doesn't get her own way. The other day she stole a muffin clean out of my hand and ate the entire thing. The same thing happened with a mince pie a few days later.
She prefers the slide to the swings.
She'll pass a dog when we're out and point and shout "cat!". I think she knows it winds me up.
She adores her baby cousin. She will go to her toy box, get something out and then go and give it to her cousin.
She is my entire would and everything that I live for. When I put her to bed for the night, I actually miss her. Going to college instead of being with her is the worst feeling ever
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I'm so behind on blog posts at the moment, I really need to catch up. I will at some point, I promise!

xoxo

Still here!

I know it's been a while since I last posted, but it has been major busy over here!
My sister gave birth to her gorgeous daughter on the 13th of October. So, that's one of the main reasons for lack of posting. Plus I've gotten more into college and am constantly doing work and preparing for exams (we have a small exams throughout the year instead of just one big one at the end).

Last week it was my sisters birthday! To celebrate it me, my sister, Lily, my sister's baby, my mum and my grandparents all went to Stowe Landscape Gardens. Me and my sister used to go there all the time with our grandparents when we were younger and we used to love it, so it was really nice to bring my own daughter and watch her enjoy it too.

 

I really think she enjoyed it! She did manage to get a bit grumpy towards the end though (she walked most of the time we were there, so I wasn't surprised).

I enjoyed myself too of course, as there were plenty of photo opportunities.

 

Halloween on Monday! We don't really celebrate it in my family, but I'm taking Lily to a party tomorrow non-the-less. So expect pictures... In about a month! Hahaha!

xoxo

Days off

Up until around 3 weeks ago, it was extremely rare for me to get a "day off". Since Lily flower was born, I had never spent an entire day without her. I moaned constantly to Phil that I needed a break, I was working myself too hard, before Lily I used to spend most of my days in bed, or just generally not doing much (apart from that short period of time when I went to college 5 days a week 8-6), so once Lily was born, I found it extremely difficult to get used to having to get up every day and care for someone other than myself.

Now, I'm used to it, I have no problem whatsoever with getting up everyday and caring for the person that means the most to me in the world (sorry, Phil, but she needs me more than you do!), however, I have set up an arrangement with Phil's mum (Nanny Ruth) for her to have Lily for one day every week. I decided to set this up with her because I'm still living with my parents, so they get to see Lily quite a lot, but I want her to know her Daddy's side of the family too! So today Lily is with Nanny Ruth, I get Lily back at around 5PM so that she can have her dinner, bath, milk, bed routine as normal. It doesn't feel like a day off, it feels like something is missing. For one day every week, I get a look into what my life would be like if I didn't have Lily (obviously not completely, if I didn't have Lily I'd be in full time college), it feels weird... I much prefer life as a mummy to life as a student.

On a slightly different note, most of my friends my age have now all buggered off to Uni, I am VERY jealous of all of them. Being in Uni is meant to be the best part of your life, and it all seems so far away from me at the moment. But as I think about it, it's really not that far off! Pretty soon my baby flower will be going to SCHOOL and I'll be going to UNI! It's a scary, scary thought.


xoxo

15 months old

Last Sunday (11th September) our flower baby turned 15 months old (yeah, so I'm a little behind).
During the past month Lily has;
-Got her feet measured for the first time! 3.5G
-Got her first pair of real shoes!
-Got her 7th and 8th teeth!
-Proven how much she loves her food.
-Drawn her first picture.
-Said "apple" for the first time!

That's all I can think of right now, but I can tell you, it's been a busy month for her.
On a side note, last Tuesday I went back to college, I'm only going every Tuesday and Thursday evening, so Phil has Lily when he gets back from work, then I'm pretty much straight out the door and on the train. It's going to take a while for me to get used to the extra work, and not being able to see Phil so much, but my future mother-in-law has agreed to have Lily for a whole day once a week, I think we've settled on every Friday, but that could change, as she leads quite a busy lifestyle (three young children, works from home, ect ect), so atleast that gives me one day a week to catch up on housework/college work or, dare I say it, have a break?!

I promise I'll try to be better and update more, but I always feel like I should add pictures, and I never have the energy to upload them (as you can see, I have zero pictures on this post, oops).


xoxo

2 years

Yesterday was mine and Phil's second anniversary.
It's so weird, it's only been 2 years, it feels like forever. In those two years we've had a baby and got engaged. Two major parts of my life. It really makes me wonder what the next two years could bring. A wedding I hope.

Us when I was about 23 weeks pregnant. :-)

xoxo

Midnight madness

Holy hell I'm tired.

Lily started sleeping through the night when she was about 2 months old. And by sleeping through the night I don't mean 10pm to 6am, I mean 7pm to 7am (sometimes 8am). I've always said that I've been blessed with a fantastically easy baby...

HOWEVER, last night Lily woke at midnight and started screaming the entire street down, obviously I went into her room to try and settle her, but she just wasn't having any of it and wouldn't stop screaming. Now, you have to understand that Phil has to get up in the morning to be at work by 6am, so I was frantically trying to keep Lily quiet. There was a lot of back a forths of me putting her back down in her cot and leaving the room in the hopes that she'd just settle down in a few minutes, and then me returning after about 5 minutes of non-stop screams. Eventually at about 1:30 I broke down and started crying with her, my mum then woke up (we all live with my parents) and came into the room and took her from me and Lily immediately stopped crying... Which made me cry even more. My mum tried putting Lily down in her cot, but she straight away started screaming, so I went and warmed up a bottle of formula (Lily only ever has formula just before bed as she's not a very good eater, and she NEVER has it out of bottles, so this was clearly only a one off) and we went downstairs and fed her. She calmed down so much she was actually laughing. At about 2am I put her down in her cot and she made a few whimpers but then slept until about 7:15 this morning.


Phil actually managed to get to work on time (just), so I'm incredibly proud of him, at least it's his day off tomorrow so he can catch up on lost sleep!
Me and Lily are having a very chilled day today as I'm far too tired to do much else. Really hoping she's back to her normal self tonight, I'm so not used to such a small amount of sleep!

Lily's birth story

As this is a new blog, I thought I'd start from the beginning. The birth of my flower baby. This is only going to be a very short summary of it, as I'm pretty sure nobody wants all the boring details.

All throughout my pregnancy I had protein in my urine (a sign of pre-eclampsia), so I was considered high risk. Instead of seeing a midwife I always had to go all the way to the hospital to see a consultant once a week to keep track and make sure my blood pressure didn't go up (also a sign of pre-eclampsia). My bump was measuring small for a very long time, and as I only weighed about 7stone pre-pregnancy, my consultant was worried about my weight gain. So at about 30 weeks pregnant I had a growth scan, everything was fine, and the sonographer even said "this baby is definitely NOT small!"
As my due date was approaching my consultant said that she doesn't want me to go over my due date, so offered for me to be induced on my due date. All I cared about at this point was the safety of my baby, so if my consultant thought it'd be best for me to be induced, then I was OK with that!
I went into hospital the day before my due date (10th June 2010), they put some sort of gel around my cervix to try to get things going. All I got was a LOT of pain in my lower back, but no real contractions. At some point during that night I lost my mucus plug (I promptly texted Phil to let him know, ha, poor sod), but when I woke in the morning I was no longer in pain. Then at around midday the midwife took me down to the labour ward and broke my waters (all over herself, may I add), I had gas and air for the pain. My contractions soon started and I was coping with them fine, however when I was checked to see how fast I was progressing I was only dilated about 2cm, so they then put the drip in to speed up contractions. Now they were really quite painful so I was chugging on the gas and air like a trooper. Another check later found me at 4cm, this is when I broke down in tears as I was already in so much pain and I knew it would only get worse. I then got an injection in each butt cheek (ladylike), one to calm me down and another to stop me from throwing up, neither worked, haha! All that did was make me incredibly sleepy, so I'd be half asleep and then a contraction would come so I'd sit up again and nearly throw myself off the bed.
Eventually I was at about 7cm and a new midwife came to take care of me, she offered me the epidural (I really didn't want this as I have a needle phobia), I quickly accepted and about an hour later the doctor came to put it in. After this it's pretty blurry as I kept drifting in and out of sleep, but soon enough I was 10cm, by this point the epidural was wearing off, so I knew when I needed to push. About 2 hours of pushing later and my beautiful flower baby was born at 10:32PM on the 11th of June 2010, weighing in at 8lbs 7ozs (definitely NOT small!).

Well, that's the quick summary of my labour and delivery, perhaps some day I'll write it out properly, but for now, I can only assume that people don't want EVERY detail.

Thanks for reading and I look forward to posting on here frequently. :-)

xxx