Friday, 31 July 2015

me and mine {july}

Daddy is loving
* a day in Vienna.
* going to the beautiful boy's graduation.
* the sausage and beer festival at Jimmy's Farm.
* having a therapeutic storage clear out.
* a day at the seaside with Nainy and Taid.

Mummy is loving
* sunshiny days at the seaside.
* learning how to crochet and making Flump a blanket.
* how cute, funny, talkative and musical the little lady is.
* getting to watch our little man graduate from preschool.
* celebrating six years of marriage today.

The beautiful boy is loving
* taster days at his new big school.
* lots of fun adventures now that the summer is here.
* having a special graduation from preschool and a family meal after.
* counting down to the new baby coming.
* dunking practically any food in ketchup.

The beautiful girl is loving
* nursery rhymes; listening to them, singing them, watching them on television.
* reading 'The Very Hungry Caterpillar'.
* the new sister toy for her Lulu bunny, named Lily.
* collecting fists full of pebbles.
* bouncing on the bed.

Thursday, 30 July 2015

a favourite place {52 adventures}

I love that we live where we do. Not necessarily our specific home or street, but the area. Because we are utterly spoiled with being surrounded by some beautiful parks and gardens and pretty spots, as well as being equidistant to the bright lights of London, and the calming air of the coast. We can be at either with 45 minutes, and I think it gives us the very best of both worlds.

Wednesday, 29 July 2015

third timer

One of the things I felt most strongly about when we were still talking about baby number 3 as an 'if' and a 'maybe', was that I wanted to really relish and enjoy a final pregnancy. When I was pregnant the first time, I was full of all that nervous excitement of a first time mum, plus I was super busy with work, and I just had no idea what I was letting myself in for, so afterwards I felt like maybe I hadn't enjoyed it to the full. I think I wished it away in places, just desperate for the final prize at the end. Second time around I still had a baby to care for, our beautiful boy wasn't even a year old when I got pregnant and I just couldn't stop dreaming about the moment when he got to meet his baby sibling. We had always said three kids was our perfect family, so I think in a way I took that second pregnancy for granted a bit thinking to myself that I'd be doing it all again.