Four weeks as four…

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check out those leg rolls and chubby cheeks!

So here it is…we’re four weeks in as a little family of four. The next chapter of our lives is well and truly underway. Little Molly came into the world on the 16th September at 3pm weighing a healthy 8lb5. The planned section went amazingly. The team at Jessops were brilliant; it was such a relaxed delivery, despite Molly refusing to breathe properly for the first few minutes. Being in control of things so much more than Logan’s emergency section made such a difference.

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those very first snuggles, still on the operating table

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I never want to forget Logan meeting Molly (which at first I can’t say he was all the bothered about, he was more fussed about eating his honey sandwich and watching the nee naws!) but near the end of his visit he gave Molly a few tentative tickles, which melted my heart. When we came home the next evening – just in time to put him to bed – his little face was so excited to see us. Then when he saw Molly his excited little “baby” and pointing to her was enough to make me break down in wonderfully happy tears.

The next few days passed in a bit of a blur with lots of snuggly skin to skin with the little lady in a hope to get to grips with feeding, while Pete took Logan on copious of trips out. We did all make it to the park for a very quick ice cream when Molly was three days old. The fresh air felt good after being indoors for three days, even if it was only brief.

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those first days of skin to skin, taking time to just stop and soak her in

Over the next few weeks we had a brilliant time in our little bubble. Having daddy off work for nearly three weeks was the best thing ever. I got to take it super easy and recovered so much faster than I did with Logan. We had so much fun taking trips to the Climbing Works, going to parks and playgroups, and having lots and lots of wonderful visitors.

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just to add to the mayhem Logan fell on some glass in the park resulting in a trip to A&E and a few days in this lovely bandage!
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So impressed with this dude doing the park run when Molly was only three days old!

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This little lady feels well and truly a part of our family. Logan is so gentle with her. He kisses her goodnight whenever she goes for a nap, and will go over and see her whenever she’s laid on the floor. She also gets force fed cups of tea and whatever little snack he may be eating! I have to keep my eyes peeled, as he loves sharing with her!

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cup of tea Molly?
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The reality of the morning feed with a big brother who can’t sit close enough! Squiiish!

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Like Logan she’s a sleepy little sausage, which made feeding a nightmare for the first few weeks. Thankfully as she’s got bigger she’s started being awake a bit more in the day and has started chunking on weight. We’re onto just one feed in the night now at about 2.30am after a feed when we go to bed about 10.30pm. I’m not complaining, but will be very happy when my sleep isn’t broken!  She’s settled into a lovely little routine, which for me means I get two hours sprog free time in the afternoon where they’re both asleep, and in the evening Molly is asleep for 7 and Logan is in bed for 7.30.

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We have another tummy sleeper. Without our Angelcare monitor I’d never have allowed it.

We’ve done a week and a half with daddy back at work as well, and so far we’ve had a brilliant time. I’m loving this autumn we’ve been having; it’s been so warm that we’ve been down at the park nearly every day making the most of it. I’m feeling euphoric not being pregnant. It feels so nice to be able to run round with Logan and not be lugging round that ridiculous extra weight.  We’ve also successfully done our first solo bath time/bedtime as Pete worked late last night.  Both bubbas down on time; winning!

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The weather’s been nice enough to do painting in the garden

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So there goes; first month done. I can’t wait to see what the next few months have in store for us, as she gets bigger. I can’t wait to see her playing with Logan, and sat up at the table eating with us all. I’m not wishing the days away though, for the time being I’m happy soaking up all the newborn cuddles that I can.

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Truly loving watching the relationship grow between these two. Logan is just so gentle and loving towards her. Can’t wait to see them growing up together.

A last weekend as three…

Just how much can you squeeze into one weekend? An awful lot it seems if you put your ass into it!! This weekend has been full to the brim, making lots of memories to take with us as we head into a family of four. We’ve been all over the place, got lots of organising/nesting done, had some amazing sleepy snuggles and even had a lovely contractions Vs Braxton Hicks scare.

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Last Saturday morning lie in as three. Yep, dada is very good at sleeping through cBeebies!

Our weekends aren’t complete without a trip to a coffee shop at some point, so ours started off with a trip to Nero while the car got valeted. Loving how Logan just set himself up playing on the wet floor in the doorway, sod everyone else!

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Then off to the Mini Climbing Works. If you live in Sheffield and have kids, then this is a must at some point! Can’t say Logan did all that much climbing…lots of spinning round and jumping on the mats, but he had fun nonetheless. We did manage to persuade a bit of climbing by putting his ‘Grandpa’ duplo figure on one of the holds and encouraged him to climb and get it. He loved it!

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I’m spinning around…

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Home for a snooze then the afternoon was spent at the gorgeous Longshaw Estate. Thanks to all the rain there was plenty of opportunity for puddle jumping, a definite favourite pastime. We even made it to feed the ducks.

This is what puddle jumping with a gob full of cake looks like!
This is what puddle jumping with a gob full of cake looks like!

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Love this little happy face

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Sunday morning in our house is always swimming time. Felt quite tearful (hormonal) that it would be the last time I’d be taking Logan swimming for a few months. Membership only suspended though, so don’t worry Little Bear, mamma will be back to splash you soon!

To end our weekend we took Logan to see the nee-naws at the emergency museum. My God the boy was in his element, he literally didn’t know which one to sit on first. Getting to ride on one as well; well his face was a picture! Back home for tea, bath and bed. Poor Little Bear seems to be getting a good old cold now as well, think that’s going to be the icing on the cake next week…well, if we’re up with one we may as well be up with two! Bring on the chaos!

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ending the day helping dada clean out the 'babbits'
ending the day helping dada clean out the ‘babbits’

Coming to terms…

when the bump was waaay smaller!
when the bump was waaay smaller!

So last week we got the news that this little bump is definitely facing the wrong way. To say it was a blow is putting it mildly. I was so looking forward to actually going into labour. I’m sure that sounds a strange concept to some, but as Logan went two weeks over, I was induced, he got stuck and ended up being an emergency caesarean. I was actually looking forward to experiencing the whole build up (naturally, not with drugs being pumped in) and truly wanted to give it a go. It wasn’t just that it would be a caesarean this time, it means that as this is my second that any subsequent children we may have will have to be caesarean too. I feel like my choice has just been taken away from me. Cried lots of tears over this.

But I have to look on the bright side. Our little baby will be born next week, and we know the exact day (rather strange!) We can make sure Logan is looked after, make sure we have food and supplies in place for exactly the right time, and we’ll know this is our last weekend as a little family of three. We can go and make some amazing memories together before we get caught up in the whirlwind of milk and nappies again! Bring on the weekend, I can’t chuffing wait!

these two for the whole weekend...perfect!
these two for the whole weekend…perfect!

 Ps, to those of you that know the day please keep it quiet!!

Second time around…

Now this has been something that has been playing on my mind a LOT lately as the due date creeps ever closer. When I look back to how we did things with Bear, I feel that mostly things went to plan. We were definitely blessed with a chilled baby which I know makes up for about 99% of how things are going to pan out and the other 1% are the bits you actually put into practice.

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He slept amazingly (yep, probably looking back with rose tinted glasses). That sounds massively arrogant, but it’s true; he was a lazy sod that loved his sleep. By 8 weeks he was sleeping through 7-7 and I would dream feed him at about 10.30pm. Having been a nanny for 8 years prior to having him was a massive help and insight to what it would be like. I knew how much harder things would be further down the line if I didn’t sort out things early on. Hindsight is wonderful as well as a bitch! This is a very personal discussion as I know each person is so very different and we all raise our children the best we believe. However, I know sleep is so majorly important to me. I am the grumpiest person ever if I’ve not had enough. I wonder if my husband and I would still be together let alone have number two on the way if we’d not cracked onto sleeping early on.

Spark out!
Spark out!

Routine…dare I even mention the word without being pounded upon? Yep, Little Bear went into a routine I’m afraid to say. This was mainly due to forces out of our control (he wouldn’t latch for the first 4 weeks so I was having to express and bottle feed; a logistical nightmare to be honest, but I had to do it every three hours otherwise I’d have had a pump attached to me 24/7. Not as cute as a little baby I must say!) After those first weeks when he started feeding properly we were already in the swing of things. I can’t say I was particularly strict with it, however, it was etched in me from doing it for so many years, that it just worked. It fitted round playgroups, we both got a lovely long afternoon nap and he slept through at night. For us it just worked. I’m hoping number two will fall into the same routine as I think my body clock will just naturally move itself in that way whatever happens.

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I shall try and do things the same with number two, but its hard to think like that when everyone tells you ‘you never get two the same’ I feel I’m already inflicting on this little bean ‘you’re surely never going to be as easy as your brother’. Obviously things will be different. We won’t be sat there focusing all our attention on this new little person, as there’ll be a bigger louder Bear demanding our attention.

So I’m wondering; what, if anything you have learnt from bubba number one and what did you do differently the second time round? What really worked for you? I’m intrigued to see what people insights are to this. Also, those that have had bubba number two (or three or four) any tips or tricks for dealing with two titches?

Cuddles for his little sibling
Cuddles for his little sibling

Little Bear at 19 months

I have wanted to write a little diary for LB to look back on when he is older and feel awful (mamma guilt) that is has taken 20 months for me to start documenting all those things he did. This month in particular I feel he changed and grew so much that there was so much to write about I couldn’t miss this opportunity.

LB’s 19th month just so happened to coincide with a month off work. The family I work for had a two-week holiday, following which we had a two-week holiday to Toronto (wahoo). Whether it was because I was able to throw myself into motherhood without the distractions of work or he was going to have this leap anyway. Either way it was amazing to see him learn how to master his little body this month.

To LB,

the 19th month of your crazy life has been amazing. You seem to be learning new words each and every day many of which we cant help but make you repeat over and over again. The way when you say bird you stick your little tongue out, when you tell us about the birds that tweet tweet you make little motions with your hands too. How you became obsessed with your lift the flap books that we would read them one after the other, that we could start the sentence on a page and you would finish it (Julia Donaldson, we love you). You loved to kiss certain pages of the books, the doggy and duck especially. Your obsession with balls became even bigger (taking you to a Blue Jays game was a massive highlight for Mamma and Pappa) your ability to catch a ball makes us all cheer, watching you throw a ball one way whilst looking in the other direction always made us chuckle. Watching your relationship grow with Auntie Holly and Claire warmed our hearts so much as we worried how it would be living so far away from them. Pappa Croft, I’m sure was particularly happy with how you warmed to Benji Doggy, as it was another point for the case into us getting a dog one day!!

Your amazing aunties and Benji
Your amazing aunties and Benji

You have become so much more in control of your body this month, definitely attempting some sort of running, and your climbing; oh my! You tried to climb the kithen cupboards which I watched in awe and horror all at the same time!

You love bubbles and pulling your little crocodile all about the house. Your bedtime bunny is still one of your best friends and you take great pleasure in giving it the most kisses every day (even more than Mamma and Pappa but we don’t hold that against you!)

I think so much is going off in your little head that it takes you quite a while to nod off at bedtime despite you being in bed for 7.15 you can sometimes not be asleep till 8.30! You love to chatter to yourself (or maybe you’re telling your bunny all about your day) whatever it may be, we love to listen to you on the monitor as you show us how happy your are in your own company.

Your relationship with the boys at work has changed into a new stage it seems. It appears for all the changes you went through in the month off work, the boys see you as one of them rather than a little baby and you’re playing together warms my heart. After the many struggles it feels I have gone through taking you to work, it seems to be paying off finally (why now when we only have 8 weeks left?!) We’re definitely seeing you start to play ‘with’ other children a whole lot more, recognising those friends you see often and even starting to say their names.

Oh my, you three monkeys keep me on my toes!
Oh my, you three monkeys keep me on my toes!

You finally started this month to point to Mamma’s tummy when we asked where the baby was. It even got a few kisses and cuddles. This made us so happy. Your affection has really started growing this month, with your cuddles becoming so much more (how you rub our backs and say ahh when you cuddle) and how you give us special kisses (only when you want mind, god forbid we ask for a kiss and you’re not willing!)

Little Bear, we are loving see you change into the little toddler who knows their own mind and isn’t afraid to show us. We cant wait to see what you’re going to do next, and rather excitedly we cant wait to see how you are with your younger brother/sister when they arrive.

Mamma Croft now vows to keep up a diary month by month of those little things you do and how you change. You’ve made us into a little family and for that we are forever thankful xx

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