The day after Boxing Day

Boxing Day Scarlett was much happier and back to herself. We went to the cemetery to lay a wreath on my uncles grave. 14 years we’ve done that. In March he’ll have been gone 15 years. Where does the time go? After we visited his, we visited my nan’s sister. She’s been gone 6 years already. Madness!

We left the cemetery and went to my nan’s brother’s house. He puts on a Boxing Day buffet. Every year. Last year I was 35 weeks pregnant and struggled to eat much because my stomach was squished by a certain little lady. This year she was terrorising everyone when they had food and attempting to play with her cousin who is 3 months older and walking. She ate lots of skips and I gorged on mozzarella sticks lol


She went to bed at 8:30 and I packed our stuff as we were off to Brett’s house today. It was hard knowing what to take as she had so many new outfits. I watched some tele then went to bed.

She woke up at 7ish. I gave her a bottle then we played then watched some tele together. She was tired but hungry by half 8 so I gave her some porridge and dressed her then strapped her in her stroller for a nap. I got myself washed and dressed then put the final bits in our bags, grabbed our gifts for everyone and then at 12ish we went to the station. I fed her a bottle at 12:30. We got the train at 1 and Brett met us off the train at 2:30.


Scarlett and I opened our gifts from Brett and his family. They opened ours. Brett got her the yellow fisher price activity chair and a stroller and babydoll. His mom got her some clothes and got me some pyjamas. His brothers got her a bath toy with extra bath bits. She’ll love that. She’s an extra spoiled bub!!


She had meatballs, mash and gravy for dinner followed by trifle. Then after some playtime she had a bath and at 7 she had a bottle. She was flat out straight after so I laid her in the travel cot then Brett and I went to the pub for a drink whilst his mom listened out for her. We came back and Brett cooked some dinner and now we are in bed watching Monsters Inc.

Overall, a good two days.

TTFN x

Bye Liverpool

Well we have had a brilliant trip to Liverpool. I am so glad to be home though. That train journey home is mad.

Tuesday we decided to go for a walk around the shops. We hit the water front first and I dragged Tasha and Kira up the Freij wheel on the docks. I didn’t realise Tash has a thing about heights, same as our pal Nicola so it must be love if she allowed me to drag her up the wheel lol

So after the wheel we went for a wander around the shops. I went a tad mad in Primark. In my defence, I had to get Scarlett a whole wardrobe for nursery. When I registered her they said that whilst they do their best to ensure their clothes remain relatively mess-free, they cannot guarantee it and one nursery worker told me to go in to Primark for its cheapness. Because as she point out, I’m less likely to worry if she’s wearing something from Primark and crawls through paint or gets her dinner down herself than I would if it was “nicer” clothes. She had a point. So I spent about £80 in there. I got 9-12 months as their sizes always come up smaller so it won’t be long before she’s wearing them even though she’s small and not even 8 months yet lol

We went for dinner again that night at the same place. The whetherspoons. We didn’t see our “mate” again lol

Wednesday we were due to meet the Liverpool girlies (hence the point of travelling all that way). Scarlett was napping after her feed so I left her to sleep then when she woke we grabbed our stuff and left. Tasha had said Kira was being a little madam so she wanted her to kip and she’d meet me there as soon as she was awake. I was only 20 minutes late and Tasha was 20 minutes behind me. I had a nice chat to all the ladies and cooed over their babies. Scarlett went to a few ladies for a cuddle. We went our separate ways after everyone had finished eating. I barely ate because the food wasn’t the kind I eat (fussy eater, right here). We wandered and then took the girls up Radio City Tower. It’s basically a radio hub that’s very high up and you can see for miles. So we did that.

We ended up having dinner in pizza expresss in Liverpool One shopping centre. We decided that another meal at Whetherspoons was a bit much lol I had dough balls and garlic bread. I didn’t fancy pizza although Tasha’s pizza did look lush.

Tasha left that night. Her other half picked her and Kira up.

I booked our train ticket home. It was £49 and we had to be on the designated train at that specific time. We missed the train by 10 freaking minutes. All because we got a bit lost trying to get the merseryrail from Moorfield to Lime Street. So I had to fork it £93 and then wait an hour. So I fed Scarlett then she had a nap.

When the virgin fast train got to Euston I desperately needed a wee so I paid 30p (travesty, why should I pay for a bodily function that I cannot control) and had to take Scarlett with me. There was no signs for baby change (would’ve been easier as bigger room/stall) so took her in normal ladies toilets. In her stroller. Couldn’t close toilet door with her in the way but couldn’t risk (obvs) leaving her outside it so I peed with the door open. Then when I came back out a guard had a go because I’d abandoned the suitcase. Even though I tried to explain that 1) I had to because I couldn’t wheel EVERYTHING into the ladies toilets, 2) I had had to take my baby with me in to the ladies as there was no baby change and therefore everything was made harder and 3) I didn’t see him there 10 minutes previous when I was struggling. I was so annoyed at him.

We finally got home and I was so pleased. Scarlett had missed her nanny and I missed home comforts.

Scarlett is in bed and so am I now.

Can’t believe it’s September already. Where has the time gone?

TTFN x

Finally home

Omg worst weekend. Literally had no sleep due to Brett’s dog constantly barking which kept waking Scarlett up. Then in the day she struggled to get a nap for the same reasons so I had to take her out in the pram for some damn peace.

Brett worked Friday so we went to the park. He got home just after 5. We had gone to the park for the afternoon. We found a big tree so we could sit in the shade on a blanket. It was a nice afternoon just us two. Scarlett was very happy to see him. He sorted some dinner. I got Scarlett ready for bed and then we ate. I put her to bed. Brett fell asleep on the sofa in the lounge after we naughtily took advantage of having a free house. He was on the sofa naked and I tried to wake him but he wouldn’t so I just got into bed. It was late. He came in the bedroom a few hours later and woke me up. Soon after Scarlett was woke up. Again. So I had to sort her out. Didn’t end up going back to sleep for ages. Then I was up with her early again. I was getting so ratty from lack of sleep at this point.

He had pre-arranged plans to go paint balling with his friends so he got picked up just after 8. Scarlett was on the flor crawling towards to me, his dog was about 2 foot away and for no reason he suddenly went for her so I snatched her up and the bastard tried to go for me. I fucking hate that dog. I was so angry and the lack of sleep was driving me insane that I just flung Scarlett on my hip and stormed out of the living room slamming the door behind me. The dog started barking because god forbid you shut him in. I sat on the step in the garden with her whilst I calmed down. I knew I could no longer let her crawl if he was in the room so I decided to take her out again to get some peace, and hopefully nap. So we got in the pram and off we went. We were no more than a minute from his house and she was flat out asleep. So when we passed a bench I sat down, parked her next to me and let her sleep to hearts content whilst I played a game on my iPad. When she woke we walked to the park and sat under the tree (same as the day before).

We stayed in the park until 5 then we walked back so I could feed her. Brett was back at 4pm so he had had an hour to himself before we came back. Again he fell asleep really early. He was flat out on the bed by 10:30pm. Second night in a row he’d missed his shower/bath. He woke up at 3:30am and woke me up. Thanks! I got up with Scarlett and left him to sleep in. I woke him and he wasn’t amused. It took all my energy (I barely had any at that point) not to scream at him “are you for real motherfucker?” I didn’t and I’m very proud lol

I settled on getting a rail replacement bus from Hackbridge to Streatham Common. Then I’d get a train to Clapham junction then home. So that’s what I did. On the bus at 15:05 and we arrived home at 16:30.  I was so glad to be home. Scarlett was glad too. She had missed her nanny.

Scarlett is in bed asleep and I’m in bed myself. We have a busy day tomorrow. We are due on the train at 11:30am for Liverpool. I can’t wait to get there.

I did lots of washing when I got home so I could pack. But it’s all done now. Just need to put in any last minute bits.

TTFN x

7 months

My girl is 7 months. That’s come around so quickly!!!!!

She learned to crawl a few weeks ago. She stands up at the furniture and is getting much more stronger 

Today we travelled to Brett’s. However I really wished I hadn’t bothered. Our journey is usually a 25 minute train to Clapham Junction then a 20 minute train to Hackbridge (nearest train to Brett’s house). We get a train at 6pm to Clapham. Go to get on the next train and it’s been cancelled. So I search online for the next best route and see there is a 3 changes route going to Hackbridge which will get us there 35 minutes later than planned but that’s perfectly do-able. So we hop on a train to Wimbledon. We change and get to Streatham. No lifts. Takes me ages to bump the pram up the stairs and back down again. We miss the train. So I figure I can wait for another. The next one is cancelled. Can’t wait all night, not with a 7 month old baby so I search online and discover if I take a train to Streatham common I can change and get on a train to Waddon. Which is another station near Brett’s house, maybe half a mile further away. I eventually get off the train gone 9pm. Scarlett is usually in bed asleep by now. She’s proper tired. We have to walk from the station to Brett’s house. It’s dark and we are both tired, thirsty (she’s hungry) and just hot (weather is humid). Brett met us at the station but he got on my nerves because I was highly stressed and tired and he’s cracking jokes like its hiliarous. It’s not. He didn’t have to endure that pain the ass journey nor did he with a baby in tow. Asshole.

So we got to his and I bathed Scarlett then fed her and finally she went to sleep. I had a shower and got in to bed. Brett followed behind me. I hope the journey isn’t an omen of things to come!

Brett is working tomorrow and his family go away in the morning so it’ll be just me and Scarlett. And his dog. The noisy thing. Barks all the time. At nothing!!

TTFN x

1 week to go

Tuesday morning Scarlett woke up at 7ish. She had her bottle then she went back to sleep. I hadn’t paid for breakfast nor brought anything prepared so I just ate a few cookies I’d bought and had a cup of tea. I gave her down breakfast when she woke and she got it everywhere so I bathed her quickly then dressed her. Dressed myself then packed up and we checked out. We walked back up to the station so we could walk in to the shopping centre. It’s massive.

We met Stephanie and Sophie at the station then we waited for Gina and Sarah. Tasha wasn’t due to arrive till 1pm so once Sarah arrived we walked back to the shopping centre to find a café. Originally we’d said John Lewis but none of us knew where it was so we ended up sitting in the open plan part of a place called Muffin Break.

Gina is Laila’s mom and Laila really took to me, and Scarlett. We sat both the babies on the table together and Laila kept grabbing Scarlett’s top and Scarlett kept looking at her like “wtf are you doing?” Haha

Stephanie is Erin’s mom. Erin and Scarlett are birthday buddies but you wouldn’t believe it. Erin is huge. Scarlett was actually born first lol

Sophie is Henry’s mom. He was the only boy until Rachel arrived with Theo. He was born the day after Valentine’s Day. So he’s younger than Scarlett, Erin, Kira, Isla and Aislinn-Rose

Sarah is Isla’s mom. Isla is 2 days older than Erin and Scarlett. I got a smile off her which is an achievement because her nickname by her mom is angry little elf lol love her though.

Tasha is Kira’s mom and they arrived when I was in muffin break getting something to eat and drink. Kira was originally scheduled to arrive January 25th by planned c-section but had to come 3 days early on January 22nd. She’s a proper cheeky girl. I was talking to her and she was grinning at me.

Roisin is Aislinn-Rose’s mom. She is younger than Erin, Scarlett, Kira and Isla. But is older than Henry and Theo.

Eventually Rachel turned up with Theo. They had had baby sensory so that’s why they were later than everyone else. Theo was born late February so he was the youngest baby but he is a big boy. Very smiley too.

We stayed where we were until about 3pm then we wandered downstairs to the Disney store. I spent £90 on stuff for Scarlett for Christmas. Probably unnecessary but fuck it, it’s her first Christmas. Stephanie and Sophie left to catch their train. I thought they said all of the girls were going so I was a bit annoyed so I paid and stomped out the shop. Tasha called me and I whipped round realising Sarah, Rachel and Tasha were still there. I must’ve looked like a mad woman marching out swinging my pink princess bag. We walked to the station to catch our trains. Tasha and I were on the same platform but going in opposite directions. She missed her train by seconds so she left for another one on a different platform.

Our journey home wasn’t bad but national rail lied about there being a lift down at Euston to the tube. There was an escalator. A TFL lady helped me. Then at Waterloo there is about 15 steps to get from the underground to the next level where the lift is. Two very friendly London commuters helped me with the pram. Very grateful for nice people.

The last leg of our journey was a direct train from Waterloo. About 20 minutes from home our train stopped due to some fault on the track. The carriage we were in had just 2 people in and lots of floor space so I let Scarlett crawl around the floor for a bit. We got off the train finally. And then we were home!!!

We had a brilliant trip even if it was long as assholes and I had a banging headache when we got back. Nothing a little paracemtol and a good nights sleep couldn’t fix.


Wednesday I put Scarlett in her cot sat up playing whilst I did some stuff and caught her stood up. Even though we moved the mattress down 1 setting after we caught her stood up last time. She’s a nightmare.


Thursday (today) we sorted out the downstairs. We cleared out the fireplace (we don’t use it so it was filled with junk) and mom screwed the fire guard on to the wall incase Scarlett uses it to stand up and it topples on top of her. Now it’s secure it won’t move if she does try. And she probably will because she’s a monkey!


She got caught going in Nana’s fireplace. All of her grandchildren have touched it at one point, just out of curiosity. My child decided to grab the metal bar at the front and lick it. Yum lol

My birthday is in a week. I’m going to do my annoying daily countdown on here like I normally do. So today is “1 week to go”. Brett isn’t coming down until next Friday so he technically misses my birthday but he’s still here for the weekend, and be party. Which is fine. I want to spend my birthday going up the London eye with Scarlett so I’ll just take her on my own now. I don’t mind.

We are visiting a nursery tomorrow and going in to my work for our monthly visit.

TTFN x

Jabs & Trains

Omg she had her jabs on Monday. She screamed like she’s never done before. Broke my heart but she has to have them done. She had 2 in her right leg and 1 in her left. They also gave her a syringe in her mouth of something and she didn’t think it tasted nice. She pulled the funniest of faces. I gave her some Calpol as soon as we got back to my nan’s house, to ward off a fever. She slept after her jabs and all the way through our trip to the cemetery to lay some flowers and replant Jay’s pot on his grave. It wasn’t raining for a change. He must’ve known we were bringing the baby and decided to keep it dry for her.

She woke up when we got home and she was so unhappy. She made cries like she was in pain, her face went red and she was all hot and sweaty. I gave her more Calpol and I was naughty, I also gave her an ibuprofen solution for babies as you can give that alongside paracetamol (Calpol). She struggled to settle and didn’t want to eat. Eventually she did eat, did a massive watery poo (nurse said her poo would be loose after the oral solution she had) then she calmed down and went to sleep. She slept till 3am. I fed her, cuddled her and she calmed down to sleep again. I felt so sorry for her because she didn’t understand why, she just felt crappy.

Tuesday she was a bit shitty all day but she fed much better and by the evening she was much better. My friend from work popped by to say Hi and have a cuddle. After she left I bathed with Scarlett and we got into bed with a bottle. After that she went to sleep and that was her down for the night. I couldn’t sleep so I didn’t get to sleep till 1:30am-ish.

She woke up today at 7am. I fed her then I left her to go back to sleep. I laid in bed till 8 then I got myself something to eat. I put some makeup on and then I finally woke her up to dress her. She wasn’t impressed at first but she finally smiled haha I put her in the pram then I gathered our bags up, boiled the kettle and poured the hot water into a thermos as well as two bottles to go into bottle warmer bags. Then at 9:30 we headed off.

We got on the train to London Waterloo at 10:30. We got on the tube to Stratford and was there by 12 noon. I popped into primark and found some 9-12m tops for her and some socks (for her age now). Scarlett was hungry so I walked to John Lewis as that’s where we were meeting. I fed her there and one of the girls I was meeting was already there. I met with Chloe (and her son Miles), Nicola (and her daughter Matilda), Laurane (and her son Noah), Maria (and her son Naeem) and Hanna (and her daughter Tulip). We chatted for a while then we made our way towards to the food court. We settled for TGI Fridays. Naeem and Scarlett are birthday buddies. They were actually born on the same day. Miles is the next one, he was born February 1st, then Noah was born February 8th. Matilda was born on February 11th and finally Tulip was born on February 19th. It was fab meeting the ladies. I can’t believe how big and chunky all their babies were compared to Scarlett. She seemed so dainty compared to them. I held Matilda and Naeem. We ate and chatted then we finally said our goodbyes. Nicola, Chloe and Laurane were all getting the train same as me so all 4 of us headed together. I held Miles on the tube for a minute. He’s a chunk but he’s so squishy you just want to eat him.

After the tube Scarlett and I got the Waterloo. She was asleep so I figured I’d feed her on the train from London if she woke up. She did so I fed her half her bottle. She only drank half.

We got off the train at 7:45 and mom picked us up. Scarlett had bellyache but some gripe water and the rest of her bottle heated up seemed to push her wind through as she did a massive poop. I changed her, got her ready for bed and she’s been flat out since 11ish.

We are popping into my work tomorrow to have lunch with my colleagues. It’s so weird whenever I go back in the office. I feel like it’s been so long since I last went in but in reality it’s only been like a month or something lol

I’m knackered. I should get some sleep.

TTFN x

 

Wisdom teeth

Turned out that guy I mentioned in my previous post is a tad crazy. He was suppose to come over on Thursday. I told my mom (as we talk about everything) and I mentioned someone was coming over. She was going to work for 9pm so she wouldn’t meet him, I can understand no one wants to meet someone’s parents the first time they meet. However my brother was going to be home, with his friend. So from a safety point of view, I had covered my bases. Anyway, he didn’t get in touch to ask for my address and without it, he’s fucked. I was talking to my mom and she said what’s his name? So I said what it was. She asked where he’s from? So I said. She went “do you have a picture? So I showed the one on his online profile. She told me that she’s adamant she met him 6 months ago for a coffee nearby and he was very strange. She said he had a bandage on his hand and claimed he’d had an operation a few days before. It started bleeding so she said to follow her back to the house and she’d get a plaster. So she went inside, shutting the door behind her (clever girl) and when she came back out he was gone. She text him asking him why he’d left? And he replied saying he had to leave because the voices in his head were telling him to kill!!! So me and my mother have awesome taste in men.

When he finally got in touch the next day I asked him about it (didn’t mention she was my mom, I said a friend told me), he acted like he had no clue. Said he never met anyone last year, and certainly hasn’t had an operation on his hand. My mom is pretty adamant it’s the same guy. And I don’t disbelieve her. So I won’t be meeting him. What a bloody weirdo!!

So I’m officially creeped out enough that I don’t ever want to date again. Not that I had planned to meet him as a date. I said just as friends.

Friday I had the dentist. I hate my dentist. She keeps finding “decay” in my teeth. I’ve never had many issues with my teeth but since she took over as my dentist a year ago, she’s given me two fillings and told me I need to do this and do that. She’s a nightmare. On the upside, she’s re-referred me for my wisdom teeth to be removed. As you may remember the first referral ended in yhe consultant writing a letter to her basically saying she’s an idiot for referring a pregnant woman for surgery Lol so hopefully I’ll get a letter about that in the next month. I’m not looking forward to the surgery bedside I’m well aware how awful it is after but I need that tooth out.

I actually have had a wisdom tooth headache (plus ear and jaw ache) for 2 days now. Awesome!

My Nan babysat for my aunt Friday night. They were dropped off early whilst my Nan was still at work so I said I’d go to her house and give my grandad a hand. God they were naughty. When it was bedtime later on after dinner I had to physically drag Frankie out from under the dining room table. He’s a right little shit when he wants to be.

Saturday Scarlett woke up at 8am. After her feed we went back to bed. Woke up at 12:15. Fed her, got her dressed then myself then I put her on the pram whilst I tackled the washing up before we left for my nan’s house.

Tonight she has been really fussy. She cried for an hour because she had bellyache. In the end my mom took her and she finally burped and fell asleep. I hate when she’s upset and I can’t really do anything about it. She’s alright though and will sleep now till the morning.

We are having Sunday roast at nan’s tomorrow. She’s doing lamb but I don’t like it so I’m having pie with my roast potatoes lol I had planned to maybe go cinema but it’s not fair on mom for me to ask her to babysit when she’s been at work till 1:30pm. It’s a Sunday. She should be able to chill and relax.

Sometimes I feel like I burdened my mom by having a baby. Like, I never gave her a choice in the matter when I decided to keep the baby. And maybe she was right, maybe I should’ve moved out when I was pregnant. I worry that I’m a drain on her because there’s two of us to feed now and being on maternity is a major issue because I’m not bringing home any where near the same as I was before. I hate being so skint but it’s not my fault. It’s just how maternity pay is.

Reggie met Scarlett today properly. And he asked if he could hold her so I let him. He was talking to her and she was smiling. It was a really nice moment because it’s Reggie. He’s literally the child who taught me to love and want children. He’s my ReggieRoo.

Scarlett has her jabs on Monday and it’s the anniversary of my uncles death so we’ll be visiting the cemetery at some point. It’ll be Scarlett’s first time visiting. Not that she’ll remember it of course. He’s been gone 14 years!!!

Wednesday I’m getting the train to Stratford to meet some of my pregnancy buddies for lunch. It’ll be nice to meet them as we’ve been in touch for 10 months or more. Plus we can snap a nice photo of us all with our babies lol

It’s Easter next weekend. It’ll be Scarlett’s first but she won’t remember any of it, just like Valentine’s Day and St. Patrick’s day. So I only got her a pair of bunny ears. I didn’t go all out. I can go all out next year as she’ll be a year old then. I’ll make an effort for Halloween though as she’ll be 9 months old and they do such adorable outfits lol

I’m in bed wide awake as usual and she’s flat out. Think I’ll play my game a bit then get some sleep.

TTFN x