Wednesday, 25 February 2009

Photo of the Day

So I've been shopping around for 'funky' baby grows and to be honest the market is saturated. There is loads of lovely lovely things out there - at a price however.

So, being the frugal little mama-to-be that I am, and not wanting to spend £30 on a romper that the kid will be out of in mere weeks, I have bought a multi pack of plain white baby grows (working out at £1 each!) and am going to decorate them myself...

This is only the beginning... the little suit will be heavily tattooed by the time I'm finished! I will post another picture up when it's done...

I'm also considering collaborating with artists and friends... let me know if you are interested!

Mama Fact of the Day

My centre of gravity has shifted due to the weight of baby (et al) leaving me feeling clumsy, well more so than usual.
I walked into a lamp post twice on my way to work last week.
And have fallen up the stairs more than a few times.

Fetal Fact of the Day



My baby has started growing taste buds and may be able to detect strong flavours in the amniotic fluid. If we could see inside, we might catch little one sticking out its tongue for a taste... and then grimacing!

Quote of the Day

"Love and pregnancy and riding on a camel cannot be hid."
Arabic Proverb

Today is the tomorrow we worried about yesterday



Unlike some Mama's to be, I'm not really worried about having everything ready for the baby... to be honest I've been pretty organised so far and it's not like the shops will be closed once little one arrives.

I'm more worried about baby right now - is little one ok in there? Is something going to go wrong? I always get the fear for a bit after hearing stories of peoples loss.

I think I'm actually more worried that I'm not worried enough about the future!

I overheard my parents talking about me at the weekend saying that I had no idea how my life was about to change.

But in a way I have every idea how my life is going to change... I'll never be the same again, I know that. Surely there's nothing you can do to prepare yourself for it? Except be aware that it's going to happen. That it's never going to be just about me ever again...?


One of my favourite bloggers - Heather B. Armstrong (www.dooce.com) - puts it perfectly regarding her daughters first five years...


"You have changed so much since that first morning you spent with us, a morning that altered my life so drastically that sometimes it still feels like I'm catching my breath. I imagine that I won't ever stop feeling this way, won't ever stop having a portion of my brain dedicated to the thought of where you are and what you're doing, won't ever be able to escape the constant, nagging hope that you are happy and fulfilled. My pulse is forever closer to the surface of my neck because of you, because of my responsibility toward you, and I can't thank you enough for the dimension that this has added to what it means to be alive."