Showing posts with label baby. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baby. Show all posts

Tuesday, 23 June 2015

Guess who's back... Again

Hello lovelies

So basically I stopped blogging for a while. Why I hear my avid readers ask? (Cue tumble weed... Is that the right cue spelling?) Because my darlings real life got the better of me. Scott is back at work full time, I have a toddler now... Yes he walks and everything, I have a flat to maintain whilst also trying to keep myself maintained! So basically I had to decide what wasn't as important to look after and obviously my blog was not a priority so I said bye bye to it for a while. 

But I am back! For now at least. I'm not going to back promises of how often I'm going to post I'm just going to post when I can and about what ever I want to or whatever is going on at the time. So it's now more of an as and when blog. It'll still entail the same sort of stuff eg baby, life, food, games, reading and beauty. Though probably a lot of baby stuff as he's still (of course) the centre of my world though I will try to add in other bits.

So for now this is just my "Helloooooo" post and will be back to my merry old blogging ways! I hope you enjoy and carry on enjoying what I post. 

Until I post again why not go back and read some of my old posts and maybe let me know if there is anything you'd like e to ramble about! I'm sure I can pretty much talk about anything. 

Take it easy

Ellie x

Wednesday, 11 March 2015

Once a week..

Hello my lovelies!


I'm guessing you have gathered from the title what I'm basically trying to say is that until further notice I will only be doing a blog post once a week. Unfortunately it is just how it is until I've got a routine properly in place as Scott is back at work and I'm trying to do everything at once!


I've started my healthy living. Which has included a change of diet (not some fad diet. I mean a full on life changing diet that I have to live with forever), daily exercise and some gentle detox. Plus looking after my body in the sense of moisturising and such. Its actually taking a lot more to make these changes as its an all at once change which can obviously be daunting to anyone but when you have to work it round cleaning, baby time and such the temptation to just eat bad stuff cause its easier is very tempting indeed.


But I am being good. I'm making meals from scratch instead of take aways or ready meals. This not only benefits myself but it benefits Jack and Scott as they get a healthier diet as well. Scotts in no way out of shape or anything but he doesn't eat healthy either so its a lifestyle change. I have porridge in the morning with blueberries and strawberries mixed in. Lunch I have a toasted sandwich or jacket potato/ new potatoes with some kind of topping and a hunk of veg/salad and for dinner I have my home made soup, which I make with all veg, no potatoes. No cream.


So that's started. Plus I'm trying to go for walks everyday, I didn't today but that was mainly because I did a load of house work and I feel I have worked my butt off and got sweaty so that's pretty good exercise and I haven't even finished yet, still need to hoover and mop the floors! Plus make soup! Gah I need to write a list.


This isn't a proper blog post, I'm going to do one tomorrow! I just really wanted to tidy up today and get the flat all sparkly so I can relax for a bit tomorrow and do the blog post properly. This is a 'Jacks asleep and I've put my feet up for a little while" post. Plus to tell you why I'm going to once a week as of tomorrow.


I still love doing my blog and like I say, once I've sorted my daily routine out then I can fit in a couple more posts during the week. Maybe when Jacks asleep and I've set up my laptop in the bedroom!


So yeah! Wish me luck everyone. Tomorrows post will be about my love for all things Goth! Plus how I use to do my Goth make up and why I toned it down :)


Keep an eye out lovelies!


Take it easy.


Ellie x

Wednesday, 4 March 2015

OH MY WORD!!!

As the title suggests! I have been so busy I have not had 5 minutes to myself. Usually if I don't have time during the day then I will do it once Jacks asleep but as soon as I put him to bed, I've been asleep as well!

The reason?

Scotts back at work, where before he would play with Jack and I would get a few minutes to do my blog or whatever I wanted to do, now he leaves at 9 in the morning and doesn't get back until 6 at night. So my days of consisted of playing, cleaning, cooking and all the fun stuff and by the time Scott gets in the place still looks a pig sty and I'm too tired to function!

That is why I haven't ...hang on I need to change Jacks nappy.

Ok I'm back!

That is why I haven't been able to do my blog, but today I decided I would make a concentrated effort to do it! As tomorrow Jack is going to be 1! Where has that time gone? I'll tell you. Feeding, crying, sleeping, crying, pooping whilst crying, feeding, playing, playing, feeding, playing, crying, feeding, giggling, smiling, falling down, falling up, crying, laughing, feeding!

Its been amazing and exhausting. Mostly amazing but the exhaustion was still there! He is so amazing and everyday I have watched his cheeky personality grow. He loves his mummy and daddy. I get snotty dribbling kisses every night and every morning.

I'm sorry this will be a short and sweet post as I have washing up to do and Jacks cakes and... JACK NOT THE BIN PLEASE!... have to sort the clothing out as well... I think Jacks destroyed some thing. Cool.

Take it eas... JACK!...easy!

Ellie x

Monday, 9 February 2015

What I've been up to...

Hello people!
Well I had started writing a different blog for today but its gotten out of hand and needs more time now so will be tomorrow or Thursdays entry instead! I'm sorry.


So instead I thought it would be better to just update you on what I've been up to and maybe it'll give you some incite on why I haven't been tweeting as much or actually getting my blogs done in time.


Lately (since getting into my blogging again) I've been starting to feel more and more like me again. I mean I'm a mum first and foremost and nothing will ever be as important as that, ever. He's my world and my day begins and ends with his smile and smack in the face (love you too Jack).
But I have been feeling more me. Before I had Jack I'd play games, read books, do my hair, make up, meet with friends. When having a baby of course your priority changes. I'd rather play with him and make sure he's happy then do anything for myself! But he's coming up to a year now and he's starting to want to play with things and explore more. Hes also better at just chilling and I don't have to distract him just so I can run to the toilet!


On one hand its nice he's feeling more confident and becoming his own person, then on the other hand its like, my baaaby doesn't want me any more! *wallows in self pity*. Which is silly of course he does. He can't make lunch or change his nappy! Its good he feel comfortable now to play with his toys without mummy interfering.


Anyway so now since Mr Independent doesn't want me as much, I've had a bit more time to sort myself out. I can now do my hair and make up. I can read my books, play games and lots more. Especially with daddy around, I can have a bath and shave my legs! Wooo!


So I've been experimenting with make up a bit. Its been years since I have. My hair doesn't look or feel dead anymore.


Also I've been out and about a bit more. We had a family photo shoot last Saturday which was interesting. Went to see my lovely family in Totland which was nice. They live in a quieter town so it was nice to chill without hearing some one shouting at some one else. I took their dog for a walk as well which was great. She a lovely beast, kind of a challenge but she loves me (weirdo).


I've also been sorting out the flat, sorting through clothing and cupboards, generally having a pre spring clean and its felt good. I love being able to look through my wardrobe and find the t-shirt I was looking for instead of the t-shirts I haven't worn in years! Its such a refreshing feel to watch you discarded crap be taking to charity or carted off by the bin men! Nice clean flat!


Cooking from scratch as well! Making quiche, Sheppard's pie and soups. Its so rewarding to do and tastes amazing. Puff up all proud like a big mama bird! Yeah I made that Sheppard's pie... Tastes awesome!


So yeah, I've been a busy bunny and its all thanks to this blog and my husband and baby boy. They've truly brought me back to life and it feels awesome. I feel like a damn lady! I feel like myself and hopefully in the weeks to come it will carry on and only get better! Will be doing some make up blogs soon as well once I've perfected and found some looks I like and want to share, as well as recipes and much more.


Keep an eye out loves :)


Take it easy.


Ellie x

Thursday, 5 February 2015

Can I touch your bump?

So all you ladies who are trying to conceive/ pregnant/ just given birth (and to those who have said these things and know all to well!). Here are a short list of things you won't want to hear/ will have heard and suddenly fully understand the meaning of. I heard all these things during pregnancy and just after birth. I will list the most said but if you have any others don't be afraid to comment below! I'm sure I heard them as well!


Say goodbye to sleep!
Oh yes! This one also comes in the form of "You sleep so much now! You won't have that luxury once little one is here" and don't reply with "I know" especially of they're stood with another mum, because you will most certainly get the shared look between them of utter smugness and the weird mum twin look of sympathy "No you really don't, you idiot, you have no idea at all". Its true, you won't. No I'm serious. But "You know" of course you do, you don't know the full extent of no sleep (beautiful sleep), but you understand that there won't be as much. I mean I didn't realise I would fall asleep half way through a feed (whoops naughty me) at 1:30am (soooo tired) and wake up in exactly the same position (boob out as well) but your husband has put the baby back in the crib but hasn't woken you to tell you and you have a mini heart attack thinking you've lost the baby and oh god your boob is still out and in your lack of sleep state you wonder how the baby managed to hoist himself back into the crib because your mind doesn't work so it doesn't assume your husband did it. No. Magic baby. Yes. That's more reasonable. Definitely.


Do you want a girl or boy?
Errrrmmm do I get a choice then? Is there a button I missed and past a certain point its too late and its just luck of the draw? I'm hoping for a human baby... That's a good place to start. Some people know what they would like gender wise. But I think, why do that? Why think "ooohh I really want a girl!" And then its a boy? Are you disappointed? I expect a part of you might be but it really shouldn't be. It should just be... Yay baby!


You look like you're going to burst/pop!
Thanks. That is just what I want to hear. I also got "Are you sure its just one" ... Yes I'm pretty certain I don't have a ninja baby hiding in there in the shadows of my womb. I could be wrong. Ninja baby might be there and he's about to burst. So stand back cause he'll probably kill you first. I'm not a balloon. I'm carry a load of fluid and making a baby! Try making a shelf in a toilet cubicle and let me know how it goes. Room is needed, especially if you're creating a legend (Jacks a Legend... He told me to write that).


You look tired (20 weeks+ in my case)
Do I? How weird because I've been sleeping really .. Really well. My alien hasn't been kicking my ribs and sticking his hands and feet in really awkward and uncomfortable places.. Nooo. My alien hasn't be using my bladder as a cushion. Nope. My bad back hasn't been keeping me up and my leg cramp has been really helpful at lully me into a deep sleep.
Nope. Not tired. At. All.


Have you started nesting yet?
Now for those of you don't know, nesting is when at some point during your pregnancy you have the sudden urge to clean your dwelling. Constantly. You clean out the cupboard, the toilet seat could be used for meals and your curtains have been washed, dried, hoovered and spray.. Several times. You will probably clean your flat/house/ dwelling more times in the few months that your pregnant more so then you will have cleaned anything in your life time. You may (as I did) buy different bleach's just to see which one leaves your toilet looking the cleanest... And you will be able to tell the difference. Give into the OCD or it could get ugly. Not your dwelling though... It'll look beautiful and clean... Is that some dust? (cleans for dear life).


Can I touch your bump?
I'm sure you've all heard this? Yes? No of course you haven't because people don't ask. You got pregnant! That means these people automatically assume they can touch your tummy whenever and however many times they wish. No asking nooo that would be pointless because why would you say no! Why on earth would you stop people from touching your stomach. Ask me. Just ask. I will tell you no. I don't feel comfortable with you touching my stomach. I didn't get pregnant to get touched up by random citizens. Go away.
Note: If you got to touch my bump and I didn't immediately recoil in horror or disgust then I didn't mind but ask in future and those who did ask and got to touch. Feel privileged.


Are you going to breastfeed or formula feed?
I'm going to give my child to a Sontaran they're awesome and can genetically modify their breast/ man boobs to create the perfect milk for my child. I'm joking (whimpers). I decided quite early on that I was going to breastfeed my baby. Its the best possible start for your child and its soooo natural and easy because it's soooo natural and it'll create such a bond, blah blah blah. All these things are true plus (bonus) I am lucky enough that after the first day Jack took to breastfeeding really well... So well in fact he never wanted to be any where else. There first 9 weeks it felt like he was constantly attached to my breast. Having people round (unless a woman) was an inconvenience because I have to whip my boob out constantly to feed this ever hungry baby! Here's a news flash. Breastfeeding is natural but it can be bloody hard work. Like I said the first 9 weeks he was attached, he fed every hour on the hour for half an hour. All day. All night. It got easier after that... Until every single growth spurt and wonder week and teething.. Oh god teething. But he is nearly 11 months and I am very lucky to be able to still breastfeed him at this point. There are times when I wanted to switch to formula... Its easier right? Don't be so stupid of course its not! Instead of just putting your boob in the baby's mouth, you have to make up a bottle with powder and boiled water, then let it cool down, then shake it, then let it settle so no bubbles, then you have to clean and sterilise it, really well! Really really well! Each form of feeding your baby has its difficulties. Allergies, brands, tongue tie, expressing milk, different teats, different bottles ... Its on going and the judging! Jesus, you're made to feel awful for how you feed your child! Its not natural, its selfish its this its that blah blah blah!!!
Stop feeling guilty, if you breastfeed great! If you formula feed awesome! Is your baby having some sort of milk? Then you are not failing! You're doing amazing!


What are you craving?
Now to begin with I craved whatever I could smell. Burger, Chinese, sausages, chicken sandwich, roast dinner. If I could smell it I wanted it! That died down after the first few weeks. Then I just went off food. I missed food so sort of craved it like bacon and brie (yummy brie) or dippy eggs. But it wasn't a food I craved. It was bubbles. I wanted bubble baths constantly. I washed my hands constantly. I loved the feeling of bubbled on my hands. I got so excited at the thought of loads of bubbles in my baths! That and ice. I loved crunching ice, I went through a bag of ice every day or so. I'd sit in bed just crunching ice. I still do like it but we don't buy the massive bags anymore. There was only one brand I liked as well. From the coop.. Anything else tasted funny! Weird.


Can you bring a urine sample?
Remember them giving you that urine pot and peeing in it? Them testing for protein ? Them emptying it, rinsing it out? Giving it back to you to use again? Yeaaaah. I didn't like it. Every few weeks having to dig it out, pee in it, walk to the doctors surgery, sit in the waiting room... With a pot of my urine in my bag. I'd always wrap tissue round it and put it in another bag... Just incase. It was still warm. Ew. Having to stop and talk to some one on the way... Knowing it was there.. Swishing away in my bag. Yeah. Say good bye to your dignity during pregnancy. And after. Just. Bury it.


Sleep When baby sleeps.
Wait? What happened to the you won't get any sleep? Now you're telling me to nap when baby naps, sleep when baby sleeps. Are you kidding? Like I could anyway? Didn't you know last night I fell asleep whilst feeding and he flew into his crib? I have to keep an eye on this baby. I have to watch his every move. Whilst doing this I need to clean. Cause he could catch something in the big scary world. Should he sleep in his bouncer, everything says no but he's asleep for gods sake! Washing up needs doing. Is he still breathing? Oh thank goodness yes he is, I'll just watch him breath a minute. Just incase. Oh he coughed in his sleep! If I had been asleep I would have missed that cough! Thank goodness I haven't slept for more then 2 hours. Think of all the milestones I might of missed! *falls asleep on toilet* ahhh where Jack (still in same place) ah.. Yes good. No more flying. Great. Jeeez this is terrifying.
This was my brain every minute for the first 2 weeks after Jack was born. I got very bad anxiety and was terrified if I slept he would die. Because during pregnancy I was constantly told about SIDS. I thought right I know how to make sure this doesn't happen, at night. No one told me about during the day. I literally sat and stared at him. I didn't even realise why I was feeling so anxious until I said it out loud. Then I felt better. As soon as I said my fear out loud. I was still scared but I knew why and what I had to do. I still didn't sleep when he did not until we co-slept (my choice go away) and you know what? He started sleeping better as well as me. Haven't looked back.

You're just going to have to let him cry.
No I'm not, if he cries I'm going to pick him up and give him a cuddle. This is my way of doing things, you don't have to, if 'Crying it out' or 'Controlled crying' works for you then absolutely, go for it. But I just couldn't do it. Everything inside me wanted to grab my baby and cuddle him when he cried and they say to listen to your instincts. So I did. "You're making yourself more work in the future." I'm sure I am. I've just had a baby. I signed up for this and I will do it my way. If I want to be the one to console him I will be. Don't try and take him off me and say "He's getting too attached to mummy". Good I'm glad he knows I am here for him when he needs me. I'm glad he knows if he cries then his mummy is going to be there for him, even if he is only crying so I'll pick him up, he obviously wants a cuddle. I would hate it if I was crying and no one would console me, so why should I leave my baby thinking I'm not going to be there? "He'll manipulate you" OOOOOHHH of course, I forgot I'd given birth to a mini satan, how silly of me, best put him in prison cause hes so dangerous. But like I said, these are just my views. I represent myself.

Well there you have it, that is only a percentage of the question you will get and will even dish out once you have had a baby. Nothing stops you. You're a mum now, you're curious about other mums. You don't want to be asked anything, you want to ask all (and offer your newly acquired pearls of wisdom to these soon to be mums. Tell them how scary it is... They won't believe you!)

Just remember most of these people do have the best intentions and are speaking from their own personal experience. Don't feel too angry... or if you do.. hide it. Better then that. Good girl.

Take it easy.

Ellie x












Saturday, 17 January 2015

I'm weird because...

Ok I love these sorts of posts. Its easy and give you a bit more incite on how I see myself, I sometimes find out some thing new along the way. I got this off of Dorkfaces blog which I love! Go check it out! Any way onto the questions!




I'm weird because...
  1. I prefer staying in to going out, I could stay in everyday for at least a week before I need to get "fresh air"
  2. When I'm reading or playing a game, the world around me disappears completely and I forget where I am sometimes and it can take someone shouting in my face to get me to come back to reality.
  3. I like to listen to music in the bathroom. Even if I don't need to go to the toilet. I just sit in there with the door locked and listen.






I'm a bad friend because...
  1. I'm an introvert, I don't like going out and I don't really like people coming round. As soon as people are in my flat I want them out. Nothing personal I just like my space.
  2. You may not hear from me for lengths of time unless you contact me first.
  3. I don't share, so if we're getting a pizza you will have to order your own cause you can have any of mine.





I'm a good friend because...
  1. Even though I'm an introvert if you need me I will be there straight away.
  2. I will listen to you and if you want it I can offer advice but if you don't I will just listen.
  3. I understand when people want sometime apart and sometimes friends don't get it. I won't come hounding your door way if you've asked for time with family, bf or whatever.





I'm sad because...
  1. It hasn't snowed yet and I like snow and the world stopping because people can't handle it.
  2. I don't like having to receive certain benefits, even if it means I can eat for another week.
  3. I can never make up my mind what I want to do with my hair





I'm happy because...
  1. My little boy is developing so well and is such a cheeky beautiful boy 😊
  2. I have a loving husband who makes me feel beautiful all the time
  3. I have an incredibly supportive and loving family and I know I am extremely happy to have it.






I'm excited because...






  1. My little boy is turning one soon and I'm having a little party for him (me)
  2. I'm enjoying doing my blog and the response I've been having so far!
  3. I have been designing my tattoo for Jack and its looking awesome 😁
So there you have it! I really enjoyed doing this though found thinking of anything sad really difficult as I'm in a happy place right now and intend to stay there!


Thanks for reading! I hope you do this post as well its so fun, let me know if you do! Don't forget to leave me a comment and a link to your blog so I can have a good read and will be fixing up my page a bit more so there's some links to my different sites. Thanks guys.


Take it easy.


Ellie x

Thursday, 15 January 2015

Vlogging? The final frontier

Hello! (said I'd start didn't I)
Hope you are well :)


Todays post is as it says on the title, about vlogging and whether or not I start. Scott suggested it to me (my husband) and I shrugged it off as I'm pretty awkward without having a camera pointed at me. I would just want to act silly or would say 'ummm' a lot which I don't like doing.


I love watching Vlogs, like Jenna Marbles and her boyfriend Julien, Its black Friday (she's adorable and dorky) and I like just searching for Get Ready With Me tags as I find it really interesting to see how some of you ladies do your make up and before and after's are awesome. I like funny people more then anything, I cant handle seriousness and end up leaving.


So could I realistically start a vlog?
Probably. I do like to talk, especially of its something I'm passionate about or something silly. I'd probably let Scott handle the editing or at least get him to show me how to as I'm useless! I don't even know how to put links on my blog yet. Still learning.


Chances are if I didn't start I'd have to make more of an effort with my appearance. Plus you'd get to see Jack. Or at least hear him. So yes it is something I am considering. Though I can type the type but can I talk the talk. We shall see!
Any tips you'd like to throw my way about vlogging, I am more then willing to take it on board.


Not a very interesting post today! Sorry and such. But either Saturday or Sunday will have my next one, which should include pictures! Finally! Some pictures! Woop woop.


Take it easy.


Ellie x

Saturday, 10 January 2015

Party like a one year old!

Now this post is mainly aimed at parents but I'm sure every one could learn something from it. I might as well.


My little ray of evil sunshine will be a year old in a few weeks time. That has shaken me to my core. Just so weird that nearly 11 months ago my baby was born a tiny 5lb13oz. He was a wiggly skinny little man.


Alot of mums say they forget the pain of childbirth and whilst to the most part that's true for me, I still remember some of it. I remember trying to gain back the control I was quickly loosing through the pain (oh god the pain!). I had been doing relatively well and was even patting myself on the back thinking 'this is fine, I don't know what all the fuss is about'.
I was induced you see. I went in on a Monday for a sizing scan to see if he had gotten any bigger as it was showing he was quite small. They always check your pee and such and My pee was plus 2 protein, my blood pressure was ridiculous and they did some blood tests and my midwife came in, sat down and very calmly said "your blood results have come back an absolute mess so you need to have you baby... We're going to induce you dear"
I remember saying "Yeah why not" had to come some time right? and if my blood was a mess then best to get him out safely. So up went the gel (they are not gentle!) and the waiting began.


But like I said I didn't know what all the fuss was about, had another thing of gel as the first hadn't done anything (ouuuuuuuuch!). Felt little twinges that they said were contractions but it was more like a mild period pain or to men .. Like you'd eaten a bit too much and wanted to undo your button but had guests so you weren't allowed!
More waiting and midwife checked to see if I had dilated at all (OUUUCH) and I was about 2cm ... But she didn't want to wait anymore so she said "Right.. I'm going to break your waters for you. We need to get this going." Okie dokie boss! I just nodded and looked at Scott as the realisation started to crawl in my brain that our baby would be here soon. My mum was on her way as at 6pm on the Tuesday I had my waters broken (slight ouch this time).


It was done, Scott was speaking his mum when I felt the first proper contraction. OOOOUCH. What was that? I grabbed Scott panicking and he looked at me and realised that I was in pain. I went back to my original room where my dad and his fiance were sitting waiting for us.
I was then told to WALK AROUND... to help things get going a bit more. OOOOOUCH... they then brought me some dinner as they felt I hadn't eaten enough and I would needed all the energy I could get for the next 7 hours and 3 minutes exactly. I was bouncing gently on an exercise ball whilst eating a few steamed carrots (I thought it would be carrot sticks but it was literally a plate of steamed carrots). Every time the pain came I would focus on one spot and hum something (the more painful the louder the hum... I hummed the pirates of the Caribbean tune if you're wondering), my dads fiance flannelled my head with cool water during this time (I suggest you have some one do the same, its amazing). We were moved to the labour ward and After about an hour I went onto gas and air... That was good, though the timing was always off, then at 9 I had the diamorphine... It didn't work. At all. Then at 11 I had the epidural. It also didn't work. Gas and air were my only friends but they made it all very hazy.


I remember a burning sensation. I remember talking to my sister on the phone briefly telling her how much I loved her, I think she was crying, Then I remember being told to stop pushing and thinking 'Nope! You wanted me to push and now I'm not stopping' (I should have stopped pushing, 2nd degree tear!) and at 1:03am the 5th March, my baby boy being put on my chest and the haze lifted.
He was here... In my arms. My Jack. The wave of love that swept over me was too much, it felt like I was going to burst.


And now, that tiny, gloopy, wet perfect potato is under 8 weeks away from being 1 and no longer potato like. I remember saying to myself I wouldn't do anything big. I would just have some people round and family and a bit of cake. Because he won't remember, he won't even realise its for him. He'll probably cry a lot. But then I thought...


Sod it. I will give him a party. He'll have cake and we will celebrate. Because its not just for him. Its for me, for his dad, for this amazing year, for the moment he was placed in my arms and that wave of love flooded over me. I will celebrate that with all the people who have loved and helped and been there all through out. I will celebrate the day I was given the most perfect gift and I will spoil him on that day. Because he deserves it as much as we do. He has helped me grow, as much as I've helped him. Hes evil, hes an angel, hes funny, hes naughty and he's mine.
So as much as it may seem silly to some to do too much for him, that he won't remember. He doesn't have to remember. The pictures will show him, I will tell him. I'm so excited 😊


Take it easy. and party like your 1!


Ellie x

Wednesday, 7 January 2015

You lucky devils.

I swear I'm not constantly thinking about new blog ideas, they simply come to me at this sort of time because I've just put the little one to bed and have too much time on my hands when he's not in them.


Well today my husband and I have been having a massive clear out and I mean being brutal! I think at some stage you just realise you have to be.
Plus the amount of stuff, yes stuff, that we have and don't use is appalling. But with a bit of team effort on the 'make sure the baby doesn't harm himself, us or the things we do like' front we've made a lot of progress including moving furniture around to make better use of the small space we have.


4/5 bags for charity, 2 bags of recycling, 5 black bags and a partridge in a pear tree later, its looking a lot better. You really don't realise you've accumulated everything you have until you actually look. Properly.


At the moment we only have a 1 bedroom flat for the 3 of us and Jack is one of these babies that plays with everything he has at least once a day.
So the toy boy is ransacked continuously, basically our living room is a playground. Plus we have 2 dvd shelves, 3 book shelves near crammed, 5 GOLD RINGS and a cupboard filled with ... Stuff.


I do like a mass clear out though, I love the feeling you get when its starting to look clearer and things have a place.
When you dust, hoover and mop your hovel into a home again. It not only cleaned your house but you as well. Plus you find things you thought you'd chucked accidently but actually didn't and thank god because that really needs to be returned to the person who I got it from if they even remember.


Some ones singing 'Let it go!' Outside.


Badly.


Anywho, so yes I really do recommend everyone have a clear out every so often. Don't leave it a year and then wonder why the bin men look horrified by how many rubbish bags are piled in front of them or how shocked (and slightly irritated by the extra work you've given her) the lady in the charity shop looks when you drop off all the bags of 'goodies' by her desk. You will feel better for it.


Or is it just me?


Take it easy.


Ellie x

Friday, 2 January 2015

Baby!!!

You may or may not have read my first blog! But those who have know I'm a mum, those who haven't..


I'm a mum!
I have a little boy called Jack. He's truly in my totally unbiased and noteworthy opinion the cheekiest little bundle of demonic evilness I have ever laid my eyes on. But I do love him! He's brilliant really, pretty good at being a baby so yeah!


It does open a whole new world of experiences being a mum. Like breastfeeding, getting poo on your face... Furniture... Guests, the amount of nappies you go through!, the crying (oh god the crying), teething, growing out of things every 3 months! (I thought I had weight issues!) and of course the people who know better then you about everything ...and you becoming one of them!


Don't be shy, we've all had it. Especially first time mummys, people will give you their opinions and those first few months of pregnancy you nod politely, say "I know" and they just get frustrated because of course you don't know! You're a first time mum how can you possibly know these things!!!


Truth is... We don't know. Like you said. First time mum, have never experienced any of it. Looking after nieces and nephews isn't the same! Of course it isn't. Buuuuuut... We say "I know" because "shhhhhhhhh!" We will find out and the last thing we need before we have our obvious perfectly perfect bundle is to hear how they will make our lives hell. We have been use to naps, doing what we want, having a bath for an hour... Just because we can! Smoking, drinking! Yeah too right. Staying up until... Whenever the hell we want to! Because we could.


Then we decided to have a baby! Smoking = Nope, Drinking = Nope, Naps = nap when they nap = Nope!, Staying up... Well yeah but not by choice! This time we're up because your obvious perfectly perfect bundle is hungry again or has filled their nappy again or just wants a nice snuggle with mummy again!


But through all the Nopes and Agains. We are learning. Yes its bloody difficult, yeah my boobs contain for fluid then a river (it feels like it) and yes the sleep deprivation made me anxious. I'll tell you a secret, its totally worth it.


Thank you captain obvious.


You're welcome!


It may seem obvious but when you're going through it, you can just hear those opinionated buggers in your brain singing "I told you so, I told you so!" Really badly... And its right next to the go compare guy singing all your doubts (is he getting enough milk, is that a rash, is he tongue tied, is that mole normal, is that poo normal, does he loves me, am I doing this right, why won't he stop crying, hes obviously broken, I'm obviously broken). Whilst the some other irritating berk is telling you that everything you do will kill your child.


Let me tell you now, it does get easier, it is of course worth it and as long as you follow certain guidelines, you will not kill your baby. I breastfeed Jack and at near 10 months I'm very lucky to get this far! But I hate women being berated for how they feed their child! Whether formula or breastfed, as long as they're fed and happy then you are doing it right!


I won't get in to this too much otherwise, it'll be a book!
I will just finish off with this. Its amazing. You grew that demonic child. You did it. You made a heart. A brain. Lungs!! EYEBALLS!!! You created life and that's amazing! And now you get to help that tiny slice of satan grow, to learn! I love Jack with the fiercest love, a scary love that nothing could ever break! So enjoy, enjoy feeding them, playing with them. They will reach milestones, at their own pace! They will teach you as well, patience, true love and how to change a nappy in under 30 seconds (though 25 seconds was my fastest). It does go fast!


Take it easy.


Ellie.

Thursday, 1 January 2015

New Year, New Me... kinda.

Happy New Year everyone! WELCOME TO THE WOOOORLD OF TOMORROW...today.


So has everyone written their new years resolutions that they're aren't going to keep and then feel like failures when you don't keep them?
You know why they're so easy to fail, because you set your sights too high! Lower your expectations!


Instead of "I want to loose 'x' amount of weight" or "stop eating chocolate/junk food" be realistic and try "I will up my fruit/veg intake" that's easy enough, once you've completed that set a new goal. Make your resolution something you can achieve! Don't set yourself up for a fail, get to the end of 2015 and says *bleep* you 2015!
 It's not the years fault, it's yours. The years do exactly what they are suppose to do, go from day to day, month to month, then add another number and do it all again. Its been doing it pretty successfully for thousands of years untill you lot came along and started blaming it for you cock ups! Stop it. Your life, blame yourself not others. (also I'm not on about major things I'm in about the resolutions... I know some things are out of your control but it still isn't the years fault...)


My resolutions.


So I'm going to write my own realistic resolutions, based on my home, my husband and my Jackjack!


  • I would like to donate any unwanted clothing/ shoes and accessories to charity (any easy one to do, I'm brutal!)
  • I am going to go for more walks with Scott and Jack, showing Jack this wonderful island we live on.
  • I will sort out the kitchen cupboards (again an easy one but feels awesome once its done!)
  • I will carry on slowly loosing weight but not stopping myself from eating chocolate as that would be dangerous.
  • Get another book shelf (and a small one for Jack)
There, some manageable resolutions that won't be failed! Throughout the year we set ourselves more and more goals so don't worry about making some easy ones to begin with. They seem silly to some, but I'm happy. To be honest its more of a to do list then a resolution but its mine!


I hope you all start your years as you mean to go on. Happy.


Take it easy!


Ellie.


Sunday, 28 December 2014

Hello!

I don't think I can count how many times I've restarted this blog. I either don't ever remember or get bored or worst case I just don't know what to write about... Or I'm just really busy with the tiny bundle of destruction in my household. We called him Jack for short.


But yet again here I am proclaiming the start of my blog yet again! I'm not going to make any promises at this point because the likelihood is I may forget to post again for months and start again... Again. Again.


So here it goes! Another start! Wish me luck!


I'm Ellie! Hello!


This is my soon to be failing blog, say hello! I am a mummy, wife, gamer, reader, collector and baker! I would say cook but I'm still working on that! I will probably write about all of those things though I'm not an expert of any of them.. Well reading maybe! I can read so I guess that would make me .. Sort of an expert in that field!


I live on the Isle of Wight in the south of England. Yes we're part of the UK and No you do not need a passport to get here. I've lived here my entire life apart for one year where I ventured to London to do a course in specialist make up. I liked it but I'm definitely an Island girl at heart... Plus money ran out.


At this point in time I'm a full time mummy. Not yummy mummy (hate that term more then ..enter something you hate here..). I have a Jack, a demonic overlord who seeks to destroy everything and smiles when I say ouch or no. He's cute though so we kept him.


I'm sure if I keep this up, I'll give it my best shot!, then you'll learn more about me as we go along! But for now that's me 😊


Now I just need to think what my first proper post will be about. Yaaaay!


Be happy!


Ellie.