Baby Sweetie eight (and a half!) month update

Where does the time go? So many times I think about blogging but something always happens to stop me. Mainly, at the moment, something about a foot and a half tall with a cheeky little smile! Baby Sweetie is sprouting up, but strongly dislikes it when I try to do anything other than play with her or ply her with food.

I meant to do monthly updates about her, if only to remind ourselves of how fast she has grown. Alas, that too has gone by the wayside somewhat. So, in brief, she is eight and a half months old already. She is interacting with everyone wonderfully, and is becoming quite vocal. She says ‘ta’ every time she wants something, or wants to accept something she has been offered. She will say ‘na na’ for night night when she or someone else goes to bed. In mobility, she isn’t trying to crawl yet, but if we put her on her back she will roll around the floor to travel. She knows exactly what she wants and will manoeuvre into quite tight spaces to get things!


I bought her some Winnie the Pooh board books and she really loves them. Here she is studying one while I make the dinner (or cookies. There have been lots of cookies recently!).

During January she got three more teeth, bringing her up to a grand total of six. This has made her a bit less happy than she usually is, but we still get wonderful smiles and chuckles. She’s very ticklish, especially by her jaw and her tummy and ribs. She loves that we all make a fuss of her feet when she is stripped down for nappy changes, and looks for her brothers to come and kiss her toes!


Just look how gorgeous she is! Who could resist that smile!

How time flies…

…when you’re having fun!

I honestly don’t know where the time has gone since I came back from holidays in May. I have so much to share with you, both things about the holiday and things which have happened since. I just don’t know where to start!

I think I’ll start with the most important. It is my birthday next week, and while some people (who obviously can’t count) would tell you that I’m going to be thirty, as my best friend Maria and I have agreed (as she is only three months younger than me) I am in fact going to be 22. So,┬áto celebrate┬áthe fact that I have obviously acquired the keys to my very own time machine, I’m considering another giveaway. I really enjoyed the last one, and so I think it would be a bonza idea! I just have to get some ideas about things to put in the parcel for the lucky winner.

I’ve had a busy weekend. GG (my husband) disappeared off up to Scotland to help out with some driving for a three peaks challenge that his friends from work were doing. I took the opportunity to clear bags of unwanted items from our room and begin to redecorate. Now, we’ve only lived in our home for eight years, so I think that I’ve got round to decorating our bedroom quite quickly, all things considered! I’ve decorated the wall which had the most stuff leaning up against it. I don’t think the other three will be as much work to prepare now that I’ve done the majority of the clearing out. I seem to be perpetually clearing stuff out of my small home; it certainly feels like I’m clearing out more than I’m putting into it. Hopefully that means that sometime soon, everything I have might actually fit into the allotted space here!

Oh, and speaking of doing things in a timely manner – this week I plan to list my cot for sale on Ebay. It’s only been three years since Cheeky stopped using it, and I think that, in its dismantled state, leaning against my living room wall, it is a valuable piece of decorative installation art! Or at least I did, until I pretty much broke my toe by walking into it (inadvertently, obviously) a couple of weeks ago. So now, as soon as I’ve found the fittings to screw it all together, I’ll be getting shot of it. It’s in really good condition, and if I knew anyone who was having a baby I’d love to gift it to them. But I don’t, so I might as well try to get some money for it!

Anyway, things seem to have calmed down a little in the Jennieworld, so hopefully I’ll manage to blog a little more frequently now. I’m off to get some more sleep now (don’t seem to be able to get enough recently), so take care for now, and I hope to write more for you soon. x

Update on the convalescent home!

I had two boys home today; husband and youngest son. Thankfully, Handsome looks like he’s staying well – I hope that keeps up until at least after his birthday! Cheeky (youngest son) was just exhausted (as am I!) after being up for over an hour and a half last night. He got up at around half past eleven, coughing fit to burst, so I tried everything my fuzzy brain could think of – cough medicine, honey, warm drink, chocolate (most successful of the lot!) and then decided to put something that wouldn’t interest him on the television in the hopes that he would fall asleep on my lap and I could carry him back to bed. FYI, it is extremely hard to find something to watch which is dull for him but interesting enough to keep me awake, without watching something which would be unsuitable. In the end, I decided to put on an episode of the ‘West Wing’ (series 2, in case you were wondering!). Well, was that a mistake! Inadvertently, I had found a winner when it came to my son; apparently my four year old is extremely interested in American political dramas, and was completely hooked for the entire two episodes we watched (asking pertinent questions, and everything!). Eventually, at the end of the second episode, he woke me up (I fell asleep about ten minutes before the end) and said, “Mummy, shall I put you to bed now?!”, which I thought was about the mosst civilised idea he’d had for a while (it was one o’clock in the morning by this point). We did do it the right way round though – I thought it would be a little cruel of me to leave him to find his own way to bed after seeing me safely tucked up, so I saw him snugly wrapped up with teddy bears around him and then climbed wearily into my own bed.

I’m still not sure how I managed to get out of bed this morning – probably only┬ábecause GG was in a much worse state than me! I managed to find clean (and co-ordinating!) clothes (including a skirt, which will shock those of you that know me!), and got the boys to school and myself to work. Although I did have a hair-raising episode on the bus, due to a formula-one wannabe bus driver. As I was saying, I got myself and my thermos cup of tea to work, only to be informed by GG two hours later that Cheeky had been sent home ill, as he was too tired to concentrate on his work (bless!). He had been fine at breakfast and on the walk into school, but the tiredness obviously hit him mid morning and he needed to come home and sleep. So, I took flexi-time, not wanting to think of my two poor sick menfolk being home alone.

The rest of today has mainly consisted of us all taking turns to nap (except aforementioned ruggedly healthy Handsome, bless him and his tea-making abilities!) and then holding each other up. GG and Cheeky still have coughs, and GG will be going to the doctor tomorrow as his chest is giving him a fair amount of pain whenever he coughs or sneezes – I’d like to rule out any sort of infection. Cheeky will be spending the last two days of term at home, which fortunately he’s not too upset about. I’m surprised, given that there are various Easter activities planned for the next couple of days that he will be missing out on. However, it will give him a chance to recuperate and find his appetite.

I’m keeping my fingers crossed and actually eating loads of fruit and veggies, in the strong hope that I don’t pick up this latest set of germs. I’m tired right now, but don’t feel at all ill, which is a new and pleasant feeling for me this year! Anyway, on that note, I’m switching off my computer, doing four rows of my knitting and then going to bed. This was going to be a short post, but life never turns out the way you expect, does it!

  • **BY THE WAY…My Mum is taking part in NaBloPoMo this month, with a theme of growing (up). She has a series of posts planned about her childhood and adolescence, which I really look forward to reading, so pop on over if you get a chance (and say hello while you’re there, and that I sent you!). Her first post is about her early childhood, and the fact that she was born six weeks before the Second World War broke out – imagine that from my grandmother’s point of view – six week old twins and your husband joins up to go to war. I can’t imagine how I’d cope with the stress of looking after the children on my own (and she had an older brother as well), let alone the worry for my husband.

A good day

Today has been a good day. In fact, I’m feeling absolutely exhausted and should be snoozing in my comfy bed by now, but I wanted just to write a short(ish) note here, as much to evaluate my day for myself as to update you all, to be honest!

Today was my Dad‘s birthday, and while I couldn’t visit during school time as I had to go to work,┬áthe boys┬áand I went round there after school and took him his present and cards. Handsome and Cheeky had made cards themselves, which I think he liked, and I’d found a funny cartoon one which featured a dog looking speculatively at a cat through an open patio door. Mum provided a most delicious roast dinner, as well as pudding and birthday cake. Mmmm! And my children provided the entertainment; Handsome has very recently developed an interest in magic tricks, which I can foresee may become his new fascination! Cheeky, meanwhile, provided the material for our giggles by imitating various characters from the comedy programme, ‘Dad’s Army’.

Work was good today. The shift passed quickly, and I managed to complete another square and a half towards my blanket for next winter during my break and whilst travelling. I’m definitely on track!

I’ve decided that when we go away for our short break during the Easter holidays, I will take a knitting project to do. I’ve not done anything substantial on knitting needles for some time, and am feeling an urge to make myself something to wear. So, I’ve been researching possible patterns, and tomorrow I shall take a trip to a shop to look at yarn. I’ve a vague idea of the sort of colour I want, but I won’t know for definite until I see it. I do know that this project will be my first proper attempt at knitting in the round, so very exciting. I decided to choose a knitting project for the trip because I get travelsick when I concentrate on anything in the car, but if I’m knitting I don’t need to look at it too much. Therefore I can be very productive during the many hours of car time we will be putting in. Bonus! I hate wasted time, where I’m doing nothing. I’m the only person I have ever seen, crocheting or knitting on a bus into town. I think I may get a name for myself if I stick to it for long enough! I’d love to be a ‘character’ – maybe this is my way in!

War and Peace is going well – I’m on target to finish that soon too. Then I’ll have to find something else edifying to read. I don’t know if I want it to end now! And do I choose a shorter book next, or stick with the epic tales? Choices, choices!

Anyway, my fingers are starting to get too cold to work properly on the keyboard – a sure sign that I need to turn the computer off. Goodnight all. xx