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Proud mummy

Monday, January 5th, 2009

Well as the title of this post suggests I’m a proud mummy. Nathan has (at last) cut his first tooth. He’s been teething for what feels like forever. I’m sure the amber teething beads have helped a lot. He’s not been grumpy with his teething, just drooling like crazy. I’m really looking forward to seeing him with a toothy grin :)

It feels like he’s growing up so fast.

He started crawling in November and now he’s pulling himself up on whatever he can get hold of (everything!) and he loves walking around with someone holding his hands. I get the feeling he’ll be walking on his own in the not too distant future.

 Nathan trying to escape

I guess I’ll have to get used to the idea of him being a toddler and not a baby soon.

So far his words consist of dada, mumuh, mum, boob, bum and now he says something along the lines of bebbah beh which I think means Peppa Pig since he says it every time it comes on the TV or you give him his peppa pig book or toy. He loves Peppa Pig rather a lot and I’m pretty sure J knows almost every episode word for word. Frightening ;)

It’s been 8 months and I love being a mum more than ever. It’s the best job in the world :)

Fed up of the norovirus!

Sunday, December 21st, 2008

I had it a couple of weeks ago and had a short stay in hospital while they gave me 4 litres of fluid via IV drip. After about 5 days I was more like myself, but had a cold. Then J was ill for about the same time and now it’s Nathan’s turn.

The poor mite has been projectile vomiting since Thursday evening and I’m exhausted from staying up at night to look after him. I can’t get any sleep while he’s like this. He vomits in his sleep and then breathes it in if I don’t move him quickly enough. He’s so worn out. I feel so bad for him. I just wish I could make it all better for him.

As much as I love his cloth nappies, these last few days have made me wish for disposables for a bit of a break… diarrhoea makes washing nappies rather unpleasant. I’m not used to washing out that much poo, he normally uses his potty so his nappies are usually just damp and nice and easy to wash.

I miss my cheeky little monkey. I’m looking forward to when he’s feeling all better again and getting up to his normal mischief ;-)

 

Look who arrived!

Monday, April 21st, 2008

Well, he’s here. After a lot of excitement Nathan Andrew Wiseman was born at 11.20 on Wednesday. It all happened very quickly, and once it all picked up, Tassja was only in labour for around 4 hours. We’re all pretty tired, and understandably she’s very sore now, but he’s here. And I’m so proud of them both.

Here’s a picture of our little monkey.

Our Little Monkey

 

37 weeks

Thursday, April 10th, 2008

Okay… looks like I’ve not posted anything on this blog since I was at 12 weeks. So here’s an update.

Right, well the nasty hyperemesis calmed down at about 17 weeks, much to my relief!!!! I still had sickness but it was nothing like the horrendous continuous vomiting. I have rather a lot of scars on my hands and wrists from all the drips they stuck in me, but this baby is more than worth it all :)

17 weeks was great for another reason as well. My birthday was in that week and as a birthday present Little Monkey gave me the first kicks I could feel. It was truly amazing and gave me a real burst of confidence that this baby would be joining our family. Even better was that they were strong enough kicks for J to see them and feel them. It was great to finally be able to share our baby.

At 20 weeks we had our scan, all was well and it was good to see our baby again and discover that it’s a little boy. It took me a while for it to sink in that we would be having a little son. Knowing the sex made it even more real for me. I could look at people walk past with their little boys and think to myself that it would be me with a baby boy soon enough. Very exciting and a little daunting.

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Dear Brandon

Saturday, December 15th, 2007

At the top of his tree ;o) It’s been a long time since I last spoke to you, and we both know that today is a special day. I’m not sure if you know where I am, or what’s happening in my life, but I like to hope that you do and that one day you’ll be able to talk to me again. I know that if you do, I’ll have a lot of catching up to do, and that’s something I really would like us to do together.

I realise you may not know this, but every day I wonder what you’re up to, and really hope that you’re happy. Every year on this day, I wish most of all that I could be there with you, helping to make your day special. I hope that you’re having a fantastic birthday, and that it brings you all the things that you’d like.

Happy Birthday son,

With all my love,

xx