Monday 30 September 2013

Sick with love

My general anxiety thinking that something terrible is going to happen to The Bean is becoming overwhelming. Even on days where she is testing my patience (which due to my general exhaustion and short temper is most days at the moment) I can't bear to be away from her. I miss her even while she's sleeping and find myself checking on her throughout the night, something I haven't done for a very long time.

Monday 23 September 2013

Jump and shout

It appears that the 'terrible twos' may have arrived with a bang after experiencing a few epic tantrums from The Bean two days in a row. Up until now we have been able to reason with her (up to a point). When she starts to get upset or whiney we can usually calm her down and redirect her frustration before she completely loses her cool. Over the last two days we haven't been quick enough to fend off the screaming, crying, shouting, stomping and belligerence that was her reaction to some seemingly routine events.

Thursday 5 September 2013

Daddy dearest

It will be interesting to see how The Bean copes when her little sister enters the world. She is certainly daddy's little girl and I can imagine that she will be fiercely protective of that relationship.

I think her favourite time of day is bedtime on the nights that daddy is home to put her to bed. The stories, songs and strange little rituals they have created together (like the 'round the corner high five', or driving to bed on the computer chair) take far more time than I have the patience for, which of course is just one of the reasons that he is such a wonderful dad.

Happy Father's Day babe. Your girls love you x



Take a deep breath...

My stress levels are currently through the roof, which is not an ideal way to be feeling with only eight weeks to go before Pumpkin arrives. A combination of general life stresses and some more specific stresses (and no doubt some raging hormones thrown in for good measure) has left me an emotional wreck. Crying at the drop of a hat, losing my temper quicker than you can say ‘calm down crazy pregnant lady!’ and an inability to get some proper rest has seen things become a little difficult in my household (mostly for my dear husband).