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Happy boys in a cold and windy Brighton. We are away camping this week and it’s not really the weather for it so we’ve escaped the campsite for the beach and this is what the boys got up to.

Oh Boy

What a year Freddie boo, you’re all grown up at 1yr old today. I don’t know where the time has gone but I do know that it’s been the most precious time of my life to see you and your brother grow together for the first year of your life.

This time last year my waters had just broken everywhere, literally, I had excess fluid, the midwives joked that they needed wellies! You came into the world as calmly as you’ve embraced life ever since. It was the most relaxed emergency c section that the head nurse said she had ever had the pleasure of attending. Your daddy and I joked about while they set me up and we got the giggles when they had to tip me on my side as I still had so much fluid around you. Once you were here I noticed nothing more, just the feeling of your breath on my cheek, the small solidity of your body in my arms and your daddy’s proud proud face. Sadly you left us for a while as you were tired out and didn’t fancy breathing alone. Those first nights without you were sad but okay as I felt you were safe and I knew we’d have a lifetime of nights when I could cuddle you to look forward to. And we have as you love nothing better than being cuddled to sleep and holding hands while you dream.

Now you’re here your big brother adores you even more than I thought possible, your bond is so strong. Even the other day when you were pinching him hard while he held you, he didn’t falter, he wouldn’t let go of you, he knew he had to hold on until I could run up and take you. You both make me so proud and I couldn’t ask for more than the time that daddy and I agreed I could take to raise you both. Don’t get me wrong doing this solo a lot of the time is hard hard work but it is still the very best job I’ve ever had.

You love,

Opening and closing the stairgates
Getting down off the bed on your own
Playing hide an seek under the covers with your big bro
Standing up in the bath
Eating pasta with your fingers
Yogurt - with everything
Ditto raspberries
Yoga class
Anything musical, singing and making a noise but especially dancing, mainly to ‘Happy’ by Pharrell
Doing dangerous things that make mummy’s heart flip, hence the scabby nose, earnt during an early morning stair climbing accident

You hate

Stairgates being closed
Being put down and not cuddled when you’re tired
Being fed with a spoon, messy business !
When the cats won’t let you pat them
When the swing stops at the park
When your milk isn’t ready within five minutes of getting up
Anyone taking what you are playing with

Happy birthday baby boy xx

PS pic two is my mum, not me, I haven’t suddenly got straight hair!


My biggest issue with cosleeping??
I need to go to the toilet but my baby is curled up in my arms fast asleep.


It’s been a long summer hols for the kids and has felt like quite hard work for me so today I did a project in the form of painting some new bedside tables for our spare room and the legs of a very old footstool. Really pleased with the results, the table above is finished and the other pic is halfway through. This was the first day of the hols that I made time for something I wanted to do and it felt great!
Roll on back to school, there is a lot of house to do before Christmas!


this is your periodic reminder that old-timey medicines did not fuck around


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God I love bread, I miss the warm yeasty smell of a fresh French stick the most. If I think hard enough I can actually taste it in the air, walking through the Marais in Paris planning what to have for lunch that involves lots of bread and cheese…….enough be gone wheat craving.

So diet is going well in spite of all this and I’m sticking with it, saying hello to bits of me that have been hidden for a while, today its hello little clavicle hollows.

Happy Holidays in Norfolk, walking the coast path to Morston for seal watching, making a merman at Holkham, crabbing on Blakeney Quay, cheese and wine for the grown ups with a very slow game of scrabble, practising paddling and just hanging out on the beach, just us happy gang of 4.
Great holiday so far, roll on the next half. Raspberry picking and pizza making to look forward to tonight and then another 3 mile run for me in the gorgeous solitude of the coastal path, barely another soul around early in the morning, just blissful.

My new socks say they can do 1,000miles, well they’ve just done their first 3miles so we’re on a countdown! Decided that I will have a go at getting back to regular running, I do a lot of activity, including running since I started with my PT 6 weeks ago, but I hadn’t really considered running alone outside of training time to be something I really have time for. Yesterday morning however I found myself yearning for excercise as I couldn’t do my usual spinning class because of other commitments. So I took my ancient running shoes to the sports shop, had my gait analysed and got myself a new pair of Brooks, super comfy. A new playlist is what really got me through, anyone got any super duper running tracks out there?

5:2 update

So much as I hate the fasting days this diet seems to be the one that suits me, I’ve lost over half a stone already in just two weeks. I’m amazed how well it works, I thought I’d really struggle with 1800 cals per normal day and a mere 500 cals on a fast day but actually for the last two weeks I’ve found it hard sometimes to eat up the 1800 threshold. It helps that it follows the normal lines of my diet anyway, I.e loads of veg and pulses, just with no wheat and gluten and soooooo little booze, only 2 glasses a week, v hard during school hols. But there is a new, well really an old, me emerging, I can see shape where before there was just baby lumps and I feel strong again. I was always very fit and active until I was in my mid twenties, gym most days, running a couple of times a week and swimming, that’s my thing swimming, I’ve spent many an early morning training happily, powering up and down the pool is my happy place. I am off to buy new running shoes tomorrow so that I can run on holiday next week, B says he’s coming with me, how’s that for encouragement? No getting out of it now.

Holiday high jinks here, so much to write about but with HB away for a week I’ve not stopped, updates once I’m no longer using any time they are asleep to recover!

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