‘Just the 2 of Us’ 2015 #11 – {Eden’s First Shoes}

‘Just the 2 of Us’ 2015 #11 – {Eden’s First Shoes}

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This weeks ‘Just the 2 of Us‘ post marks a very special rite of passage for every Mother and Daughter, our very first shoe shopping expedition.  Eden’s feet are so small at nearly 16 months old and still as UK toddler 1 it is really difficult to find footwear that she can wear outdoors.  Now she’s walking it feels so unfair for her to be strapped in the buggy whenever we’re out and about, so after a recommendation from a friend we ventured to ‘Paces & Laces‘ a specialist shoe shop for children.

I had checked out their website and saw that they stocked a lot of our favourites for the girls, Lelli Kelly’s, Twinkletoes etc, so figured it was worth checking out even if they didn’t stock anything in Eden’s size.  I was so pleasantly surprised.

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They had a gorgeous little wooden train in the back room with lots of little carriages for seats.  It was such a lovely touch, Eden really enjoyed herself exploring away.  There were mirrors everywhere in which she was kissing herself (and making extra cleaning for someone – sorry), and given her teeny size, every little chair was like a mountainous challenge that she had to climb.  I was so pleased it had been recommended to us.

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Given Eden’s teeny size there were only 3 pairs that she could try on.  A beautiful pair of pink t-bar dolly shoes, but she must be like her Dad because although one fit beautifully the left shoe was far too wide.  This style would not work for our princess, not yet anyway.  The lovely owner then presented us with some NOEL boots.  There were 2 similar styles and given their small fitting they fit Eden perfectly with the right amount of room to grow.  Obviously the owner wanted to make sure she could see Eden walking before selling the shoes to us as making sure the children’s feet are ready for hard soles is  priority when buying first shoes.  It is better for children to stay barefoot as long as possible, but at nearly 16 months and being unable to join in any festivities outdoors, despite her tiny size, Eden was definitely ready.

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It took her a while to get used to having anything on her feet, but eventually she was off and showcasing that yes indeed she could infact walk.  This pair had a lovely paisley pattern on them, but I felt although these were maybe the prettier of the 2 styles and the size being exactly the same, for some reason these ones looked bigger on Eden’s feet.  I guess like an optical illusion we decided on the simpler design of virtually the same shoe.

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I took photos of both of the shoes and text Daddy at home, asking him which one, and then before he replied, knowing what he would say I asked the owner, ‘How much are they?’.  I knew that Daddy would automatically choose the cheaper option as I was a little bit torn.  I was then informed they were both the same price £47… I double checked with Nanny (James’ Mum) who always likes to buy each of the children’s first pair of shoes, if this would be ok… it was and we purchased Eden’s first shoes extremely happily.  I was still so pleased that we had discovered this little gem of a store.  I’m a huge fan of shopping small and shopping local, so it thrills me to have such a cute boutique shop that stocks all of our favourites without needing to buy online.  The shop also offers a family rewards scheme (which works well when you have as many children as we do) for every £200 accumulated you receive a £15 off voucher.  Better than a kick in the teeth as they say, and with all of ours it wouldn’t be too long before we acquire our first voucher.

Our little girl is really growing up.  She loved her shoes, wore them all day with no quarms and in the evening as we got her ready for bed, she kept trying to put them back on herself.  A very satisfied little girl.  One very happy Mummy.  A wonderful Mummy and Daughter’s first shoe shopping experience.

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Happy Fifteen Months Eden

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Happy Fifteen Months Eden

Well my little baby girl, this month we have seen some changes in you.  You are finally walking.  Not much, but you will walk 8 or 9 steps at a time.  You seem to prefer to walk around if you can.  You hit your face on the table the other day when you tried to reach for it and missed.  It shook your confidence a little.  You still try though.  You stand up A LOT.  Nanny and Grandad are coming to visit at the weekend and they will be so shocked to see your tiny little body walking around.  You still fit in your 3-6 month clothes.

You have got a hilarious personality, it is coming out more everyday.  You know to run away when we ask you to come to us for a nappy change or if you have something you shouldn’t have.  You laugh and make a dash for it.  You steal Daddy’s glasses.  You love to have my phone.  You get really upset if we take it off you, but you can’t do anything with it other than activate Siri who often says ‘I’m sorry Alexandra I didn’t quite get that’.  Mostly you just throw it on the floor or hit me in the face with it, unless you’re trying to call Nana.  Then you just place it to your ear and cheekily exclaim ‘hiya Nana’.

We ended our feeding journey this month.  You just weren’t too bothered and although I definitely miss the ease of being able to comfort you in seconds if you’re upset, I feel it was the right time for us.  You are happy, you don’t miss it.  You take a bottle at bedtime very easily instead.  You still really like your pacifier for comfort.  I would’ve thought that it would be on it’s way out by now.  I’m not sure when we should end that journey, but you only really want it when you’re going to sleep.

You’re still not interested in the television.  I like that you don’t want to watch the TV all the time.  It was at about this age that Judah became absolutely fascinated with Peppa Pig.  The first film he watched that held his attention for the entire feature length was Despicable Me 2.  Still one of his favourites now.  You do however love music.  When your brother is watching Fireman Sam and other things you like to dance to the theme tune.  You love music, you are happy sat at the piano plinking and plonking away at the keys.  You love playing on the xylophone at Nana’s house.  You’re always plucking at Daddy’s guitar strings or your brothers ukelele.  I think you’re going to be another avid music lover.

You’ve become really experienced on the little trampoline and slide that we bought your brother for his second birthday.  They were bought with you in mind too.  We knew you’d be following close behind.  I don’t think I realised how quickly behind him you would be, especially given your size but because you see the others, you know no fear and just join in.  It’s great when you just head to the trampoline and start jumping around.  I love that you can entertain yourself independently most of the time.  You come back for snuggles every so often.  You are definitely a snuggly baby.

I seem to be your favourite at the moment.  You will cry for me sometimes if I’m not in a room.  I think that’s because you’re at the separation anxiety stage and you spend most of your time with me.  At the moment you seem most like me in character too, whether that is imitation or nurture remains to be seen.  It is lovely to have a little mini me.  I think because you don’t have red hair like I do, I didn’t expect you to be a mini me.  I thought you would be another mini Daddy like all our other precious princesses and prince.  You are definitely like me though, you look a lot like Auntie Lauren sometimes too.  You are an independent little creature though who will definitely make her mark on the world for being yourself, you may look like us but I know you will be your own person, I see it already and we’re so proud of you.

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The Baby Diaries – Judah – Week Thirty (finding a home)

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The Baby Diaries – Judah – Week Thirty (finding a home)

This week has been so much better because we found a home.  Somewhere we can live as a family.  The girls will have a gorgeous HUGE room and we will have a room for baby boy once he’s old enough to go into his own room.  There is so much packing to do, and moving is so stressful but I’m so glad that we at least know where we are going at the end of next week.

It’s been interesting because James’ parents have come up North (they live on the South Coast) so that they can help us pack.  James is unwell, so I went with my new in-laws to the old house to start packing up.  Also, Alan (James’ Dad) ran me to the hospital for my physio appointment.  Little did I know I would be coming out on crutches.  Not a happy bunny.

I’m not as sick this week, it’s calming down.  Only a handful of times a days instead of constant.  I really hoped it would have passed by now.

My sister is due back from Mallorca at the weekend so I’m looking forward to seeing her, but it’s good timing that we’ll have a home to move into next week as it would be very crowded at my Mum’s.  We’re able to move into the church refuge for our last week next week.  I lived there after my ex left me, will be strange in my old room with a whole family, and pregnant instead of on my own.  I was always so sad there.

In my journal this week –

‘By this stage you probably have the impression you’ve been pregnant forever and may be feeling a bit fed up.  Make sure you talk to your partner about how you’re feeling so you don’t end up arguing over petty things.

THINGS TO DO Start thinking about what you want to include in your birth plan.  Discuss your options with your friends from birthing classes and people you know who have already had children.  Fill in your preferences on page….

How am I feeling this week? 

Energy : great, been packing up our home.  Comes in bursts though and then I’m wiped.

Mood : good, stressed about house and things.  Down about being put on crutches.

Appetite : want food little and often or I’m famished

Cravings : KFC lol, really wanted one for weeks, finally got one this week.

Sickness : Not too bad, occasional

Notes : staying at the ‘rents and Lydia House is stressful.  Not having a home ready for baby.  Put on crutches as my hips keep dislocating and stomach muscles are tearing.

I’m so pleased we’ve found somewhere to live, as exciting and eventful as it has been feeling like refugees at this time.  It really isn’t the best season for it.  I’m just longing to nest but unable to do so… yet.  Very excited for our new home.
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The Baby Diaries – Judah – Week Twenty-Nine (have you started maternity yet?)

The Baby Diaries – Judah – Week Twenty-Nine (have you started maternity yet?)

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My journal this week stated :

‘As you start winding down at work, make sure you have your maternity benefits sorted out.  Even if you are working until close to your due date, it’s important to have it all in place as early as possible as it’s the last thing you need to worry about once you go on maternity leave.’

Ha, this is so funny.  At this point we don’t even know where we are going to be living.  My hypermobility is presenting a real problem and everyone keeps joking that I’ll need a zimmer frame.  It was Easter this weekend so we had the girls with us at my parents still.  Shayla was hilarious Easter morning, the preacher told us to talk to God in our own words at one point in the service, at this time 2 year old Shayla chirps up and started repeating ‘the end is coming, the end is coming.’  Very Grandpa Simpson esque.  James and I were in stitches laughing, but it was also quite eery.  Haha, funny toddlers.

Had an absolute melt down at my poor new husband, as we have no security and a baby coming really soon.  We’re going to have to start looking for a new home, and it’s just all a bit overwhelming at this time.  Panic and hormones are certainly playing a part.

My journal asked me :

‘How am I feeling this week?

Energy : pretty useless but got to stay with my Mum, so that was helpful

Mood : really down, about not having a home.  I upset my lovely huband as I was stressed.

Appetite : average, eating toast in the middle of the night as I can’t go long without

Cravings : chinese, but eating what we’ve bought in

Sickness : quite bad but mainly due to stress’

I was sad when the girls had to go home but it was also nice to have a bit of peace, I am preparing myself for the fact that once little man comes, there will always be a child with us.  They won’t have another home they need to go to.  I will be a parent full-time, no days off.

I have a physio appointment finally coming up next week and I cannot wait.  Tried the support bands and aquanatal etc. just not working for me.  Hopefully they can shed some light on this hypermobility and how I can get through the rest of my pregnancy without being completely useless.

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Happy Fourteen Months Eden

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Happy Fourteen Months Eden

Oh my baby girl, you are growing up so quickly. I cannot believe in 2 months you will be the age your brother was when you came in to the world. It makes me realise how quickly my baby boy had to grow up and not be the baby anymore. He was such a mature big brother and handled your arrival so well when he was still so little himself.

You seem so much younger at this age, I can’t work out if it’s because your brother spoke so much and had started walking at 13 months or if it’s just because you are so teeny tiny. You finally look as though you may be growing out of your 3-6 month old clothes now. They fit you beautifully, I just think you could do with some more wiggle room now that you are trying to walk.

You have been taking the odd step, this is a big thing as before you had shown us that you were capable, you just weren’t interested in trying. Now you WANT to be on the move and everyday you seem sturdier on your feet. You can do the difficult part, you sit in the middle of a room and you stand up without using your hands to steady you in anyway. You must have really strong legs. I have strong legs, they saw me through when I was a dancer and in my days cycling.

I love seeing how much like me you are, although it scares me too. You are very headstrong, demanding, you know EXACTLY what you want and how to get it, and you’re barely 1 year old. I know I will have a difficult job on my hands. I know that I will be reaping what I’ve sown, as I was difficult for my Mum to handle, with my tempestuous ways. I am hoping that I will have a secret weapon though, as if you truly grow to be like me, I should have insight into how to deal with you. I pray everyday for wisdom on how to deal with each and every one of you, and I pray God shows me how to be close with you and for us not to clash too much because we’re alike.

Your idiosyncrasies are hilarious, you absolutely demolish a piece of toast by pulling all the middle out, you never eat the crusts. I think they are too hard on your developing gums and teeth. You can be all ninja when Judah takes toys away from you. A couple of weeks ago, you annihilated him with your kungfu moves, he didn’t know what had hit him. You showed us that although you are tiny you will be able to handle yourself and you won’t just let your big brother push you around anymore.

You are fearless, you jump off things that are way too high for you. I cannot take my eyes off you for a second. You flip backwards off your Dad and my laps at any given moment. You just trust that we will catch you before you hit the floor. So far we have but I dread the day where you may be too quick for us. You always find the most precarious place to sit. You are a natural risk taker already.  You never want to be on my lap when there’s somewhere to explore.  You look so strange crawling around the park in your snowsuit.  I don’t know what people must think of me, but it’s what you want to do and I know you’re little knees and hands are protected.

I’m still feeding you every so often. I fed you in the night last night. I pinched your nose to make you let go when it seemed like you had finished, as last week you bit me and wouldn’t let go despite my cries. You are not as emotionally aware as your brother was, he would’ve been horrified if he made me cry. You tend to laugh in my face, either blissfully unaware, or because you don’t care *haha*.

You absolutely love your brother. To be honest he has barely tried to push you about since you retaliated. You seem on a more even playing field even though you’re so tiny. You both enjoy cuddles, kisses, giggles, winding up Mummy. I love when you sit and have your lunch together. You are my little partners in crime and I look forward to the many adventures that you get up to together.

You get very excited when your big sisters arrive on a Thursday.  You especially love Isis, because she tends to mother you.  We call her the baby whisperer, you will always be still for her when you otherwise wouldn’t be for us.  Isis plays the eldest sister very well and looks after you, I know you feel safe around her even though she’s only eight.  You like playing games with Shayla-Rae.  I think you two will have a close bond as you get older.  You don’t get too much time together on your own at this stage, the other siblings are always around to play with too, but when Daddy had you and Shayla together on Sunday as I ran your brother and sister to their classes and rehearsals, he said he really enjoyed that time.

You are a very well behaved baby, although you are difficult to dress, and it is hard to change your nappy as you never want to sit still.  You are very content pretty much all of the time.  You find ways to amuse yourself and you are very communicative in letting us know what you want.  You can say quite a few words now, ‘Mama, Dada,Nana, Grandad, More, Bread, Milk, Duda (Judah), Isa (Isis), Hiya, Yeah, Ta.  You can climb on and off the sofas and you love to stick your tongue out when you’re concentrating.

You have just started to enjoy watching DVD’s with your brother, although you always seem more interested in pressing on the laptop keys etc. I guess that’s what you see us do so often.  Your brother is very patient with you when you constantly stop the programmes on Netflix from playing by pressing some key you shouldn’t.  He just waits for Mummy to fix it for him.

You still LOVE food, always love food.  You want everything and anything that’s going.  Anyone who has food in a room becomes your new best friend.  People are always amazed when they see you eat as you’re so dainty.  You have been referred to the endocrine department at the hospital and we still have to have your blood taken every so often, but Mummy really struggles to believe that they will find anything wrong.  You are thriving in every other possible way and your Daddy was always petite too at this age.  A little bit more time we will give them to test you, and then we will say ‘enough’, ‘no more’.  I don’t want you hating hospitals as your Dad did just because you may grow later in life as he did.  What’s wrong with being petite anyway?

I’m excited for what this next month will bring.  Your Daddy and I love you very much, as do all of your extended family and I know that as you blossom and grow everyone who meets you will too.

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Happy 11 Months Eden

Happy 11 Months Eden

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So, my baby girl was 11 months old yesterday.  Wow, it has gone so fast.  Although it feels like she has been here forever, the fact that she is so small convinces me that she can’t be nearly one, can she?  Just in 3-6 months clothes and would still fit in the 0-3 months aside from the length she is still so teeny.  We were at a leadership seminar Saturday afternoon and the people on our table were saying how bizarre it is when James (or I) are playing with her… tipping her upside down, swinging her around and kissing her.  They said their thoughts are ‘argh… stop swinging around that baby’ and then they remember that she isn’t a newborn, she just looks like one.

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There have been so many new little milestones even just in the past couple of days, I think she is celebrating her 11 months on the earth.  She said ‘ankyou’ this morning when I gave her some of Judah’s toast after she had already demolished hers and her cereal (she eats so much).  She climbed Nana’s stairs today when I was over for a visit.  She stood unsupported for a second yesterday, first time ever.  She’s using her walker at home.

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Words she can say now include :










My little baby is not really a baby anymore.  I have tried to ignore it, she still has no teeth, she is so small and light I forget she’s growing up.  I’ve not been able to buy her any new clothes pretty much all year as she hasn’t needed them and then a friend gave me a huge bunch from her little girl who is 6 months younger than Eden.  She still doesn’t fit any of the shoes that we bought her.  0-3 months still fall off her feet, not sure how I will find shoes for my little cruiser.

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munching at Nana’s

Eden was eating her dinner last night at Nana’s and she kept using all of Shayla-Rae’s mannerisms.  It was so strange, to the point where my Mum was saying she had Shayla’s eyes.  Now Shayla has her Mum’s eyes for sure, so that is not true but the little eye-rolls whilst their eyes light up, that is something the two of them share.  So sweet.  So then James and I were discussing if that makes that trait his genetics or if she has learnt this habit from Shayla.  We will probably never know, but I love that they are all so similar even though they have different Mum’s.  It just tightens are family unit all the more.  No-one ever picks up that they’re not all mine unless they chat to me and if the situation demands, I explain.

Happy 11 months our beautiful baby girl, it is going so quickly and I can’t believe that you will soon be one years old.  Daddy and I are so proud of you as are all the family.  Don’t ever change your quirky little ways, we look forward to getting to know you better as you grow and develop.

We love you xxx

The Baby Diaries – Judah – Week Twenty-Eight (temporary plumbing fix has finally gone kaput)

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My pregnancy journal made me laugh this week, week 28, the third and final trimester begins.  Here is what it told me to expect :

“You are now on the home straight! – the third trimester – and you should be feeling fantastic, but take care not to overdo it.  Spend some time every day relaxing with your feet up.  This will help to relieve any stress and make you less likely to suffer from swollen feet and ankles – a common complaint during pregnancy.  Your hair should look and feel thicker and healthier – now is a good time to go to the hairdresser’s and get an easy-to-manage hairstyle.”

Hmm… the reality for me wasn’t quite as wonderful as the above as sickness began again with a vengeance.

This is what I wrote in answer to the questions in my journal –

Energy – great, resting loads, getting lots done in the house until the plumbing went completely.

Mood – fantastic, newly married and trying to prepare our home for baby

Appetite – not huge, mainly want toast and little meals.

Cravings – KFC, but trying not to give in to it.

Sickness – not so great, mainly due to pain in hips and stress of home.

Notes : Isis’ birthday party was stressful, sad that we have to leave our home when I had ‘baby corner’ ready.  Have girls all week.

This was supposed to be wind down time for an expectant mother but for us everything was becoming heightened.  The house finally completely  blew up, we had to move in with my parents as our first week as a married couple, and it was half term and we had the girls all week.  Crazy!!!  Again, looking back, we did it though.  Our lives have just always been ridiculously stressful.  Starting a marriage as a blended family is difficult as there are already children involved as you are learning about each other and adjusting to living together.  We hadn’t really had time for a honeymoon period, we were thrown straight into the thick of real everyday living, with real problems.

It’s no wonder the stress triggered my sickness off again, and I was struggling to walk and awaiting a physio appointment for my hips.  I was loving my bump though.  I had been feeling Judah kicking in my tummy since about 16 weeks pregnant, which is really early for the first baby, but, this week was the first time he full on kicked James in the back whilst we were snuggled up in bed asleep.  It was a really precious moment, even if it was a bit of a shock for James.

My favourite quote from the week having the girls with us at my Mum’s, back when Isis called me Alex :

Mum : ‘Isis I love you to the moon and back’
Isis : (silence but cuddles Nana)
(Mum leaves the room)
Isis : ‘Alex, I love you to infinity’ (pause), ‘I know how long it takes to get to the moon. A week’
Me : ‘Mum, I think you’re going to have to change your analogy’

The Baby Diaries – Judah – Week Twenty-Seven (our wedding)

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The Baby Diaries – Judah – Week Twenty-Seven (our wedding)

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Being pregnant the day of our wedding was actually nice in some ways.  I love knowing that my little man is in our wedding photographs.  In others it was difficult.  I had the girls with me the eve of the wedding so that they could get ready with all the other bridesmaids and feel part of the beautifying experience.  They loved having their hair done by the hairdresser, and I loved having them with me.  This was the first time I had them on my own overnight without James as their new stepmum to be.

I was still being sick the week of the wedding, hyperemesis is a pain.  My hen night was a quiet evening at my friends home organised by my maid of honour, it had a 50’s theme and obviously as I was pregnant there wasn’t any drinking.  Not that I’m a big drinker but that tradition was somewhat lost on me.  I did really enjoy the wedding shower though which involved a treasure hunt around the house and a risque quiz with some answers given by my husband that people had to guess… he can be a bit cheeky.

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we all wore aprons – 50’s theme (although I was surprised hence no updo)

On the Monday, (we were married on the Wednesday) I went for a spa break with my sister, my Mum, and Mum in law to be.  It was lovely, so relaxing, we had facials, massages, I had a spray tan ready for the wedding, we did aqua aerobics, enjoyed a lovely meal.  The only problem was this was the first time I discovered that I had hip problems during pregnancy.  I have hypermobility and this had never been an issue before, in fact as a dancer (in my past) it was always a bonus to be so flexible.  However, whilst we were taking an aqua-aerobics class and I was extending my legs out in the water my hip came out of socket.  It was quite painful but I was able to rectify it relatively quickly and didn’t think much else of it.  It became painful to walk though afterwards and I thought I was going to be in a place where I couldn’t walk down the aisle without crutches *sobs*.  We did have a lovely time away though, and as I now know that it was only a matter of time for this to occur (so much worse in my subsequent pregnancy) I wouldn’t have changed any of it for the world.  I shared a room with my Mother-in-law to be and I felt it gave us a great chance to bond better before the wedding.  I am blessed with an amazing Mother-in-law.

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my Mum and I about to go out for our evening meal. I had a treatment in my hair.
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from left to right – myself, the Mother-in-law and my Mum
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my pregnant hair post the treatment in the Spa – wild

So, on Wednesday of this week, we were married.  Exactly one year to the day of when we met…. our little sentimental touch.  It was a lovely day, but again, due to being pregnant, we skipped our own evening do and went straight to the lodge we had booked for our ‘minimoon’  as we had already been to Paphos the month before (when it was safe for me to fly).

first kiss
our first kiss as man and wife

I only captured one picture on our ‘minimoon’ this is unlike me.  It’s James enjoying his first breakfast as a married man.

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the morning after

At the end of the week we had Isis’ 6th birthday party – yes you read that right, 3 days after the wedding…. when we had no home to host it in (read my last post here).  My Mum offered us her place for the party and Isis had a great time.

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yep, it was a store bought cake, there was enough going on that week *winks*
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the birthday girl – 6

It was certainly a busy pregnant week, you can see why in my pregnancy journal I posted how I had a lot less stress once it was out of the way.

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week 27

The Baby Diaries – Judah – Week Twenty-Two to Twenty-Six (preparing for our wedding)

Baby Diaries

 The Baby Diaries – Judah – Week Twenty-Two to Twenty-Six (preparing for our wedding)
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In the run up to our wedding, the plumbing was obliterated in James’ house.  This is where we had been living since the August previously, it had been his marital home a couple of years prior to us meeting and there were many negative memories there for him.  I had loved being allowed into someone’s home to make it ‘ours,’ James had allowed me in to every area of his life so easily.  I forget sometimes how amazing that was considering both of our pasts, and how well we merged together in the early days.
Being pregnant, unable to afford to fix the plumbing due to an impending wedding, I think it’s fair to say I had a few hormonal melt downs.  I can remember sitting on the bed in my parents guest bedroom crying and telling James that it wasn’t what I’d signed up for.  We were going to be starting married life with an expected baby and practically homeless.  We paid for the plumbing to be fixed temporarily but the problem was much deeper, they needed to dig up all the back garden and it just wasn’t in our budget at that time.  James had been wanting to sell the property and be done with it for a while but I wanted us to pull it back out of negative equity (consequence of his previous marriage split and the poor market) before we let it go.  We ended up letting it go but that’s another story, at the time we were just trying to stay other places whilst we saved up to sort out the plumbing.
I enjoyed staying at my Mum’s for this season, and other friends homes (something arranged through church) although it was difficult James, pregnant I and two little girls all trying to share a room and even a bed for some nights.  Life was certainly interesting back then we never knew what would come.  I was still being sick but nowhere near as often, it was starting to wear off and become less.
Stress levels were certainly high and I was trying not to let it impact on our little man growing inside me.  We worked hard to stay happy in that season as it should’ve been one of the greatest season’s of our lives.  Finances can be a huge worry for many people, just to encourage anyone who may feel buried in finance things at this point, speak to someone like CAP Money or other debt advisors.
Finding funds for photographers and all the last things to be paid was certainly interesting.  Week Twenty-Six James got some criminal damage compensation that helped pay off the last of the wedding things from when someone had broken his eye socket before I even met him.  Perfect timing eh?
It’s safe to say that despite everything we were still so excited for our precious arrival a few months later and were just trying our best to get everything perfect.  I was desperately wanting to nest but no idea where we were going to end up.  I had however created ‘baby corner’ in our bedroom ready, even though it never was used in the end…