Monthly Archives: July 2010

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Just over two weeks ago Ross and I discovered we are adding another little one to our family.  I am six weeks pregnant.  Hoora-aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!

This, as I am sure you can imagine, is exciting and scary at the same time.

Exciting because, well, I can’t wait to have another tiny baby.  I can’t wait to breastfeed again, I can’t wait to babywear again, I can’t wait to be a new mum again (lack of sleep and that ooooch ouch moment when you first sit down included).  Scary because, we’re in the middle of trying to relocate from London to Southampton (with little luck at the moment), and the clock is now ticking on our time here in London (and that tick is only going to get louder and louder).  Oh, and the fact that I will have TWO little children to care for.  But this was always The Plan, and we are ridiculously excited.

And so far it’s been vastly different to last time.

I feel sick.  So sick, in fact, that Tuesday evening was spent hugging the toilet whilst dry heaving.  Glam it is not, but I am hoping and hoping that the hormones are strong and this little embryo sticks tight.  My nausea seems to be triggered by the heat so I’m trying (and failing) to keep myself cool.  I didn’t get sick until thirteen weeks in with Ruby-Roo, and infact, I didn’t really feel pregnant at all, until my second trimester.  This time my body is not my own, even now, and don’t I know it?!

And I’m tired.  I really don’t remember feeling so knackered until the third trimester when I was busy growing the Roo.  But it gets to a point in the day where I feel wiped out.  Like I’ve literally got no energy left.  I have to flop on my sofa and pop a DVD in for my busy toddlergirl, whilst I grab a quick snooze.

But sickness and lethargy aside I’m quite enjoying it, and making the most of Ruby-Roo whilst I only have her to cuddle.

the sun did not shine, it was too wet to play…

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We’re dealing, at the moment, with Ruby’s first obsession.  If she’s anything like me, and I can see little streaks of behaviour that suggest that she is, then it’s the first of many many crazes.

Ruby’s first obsession is Dr Seuss, specifically, any and all things related to The Cat In The Hat.  We’ve been buying her Dr Seuss books since she was very little, because I really love to read them, and the rhyme and repetition, and frankly, slightly disturbing illustrations hold her attention when we read to her.  Cat In The Hat aside, her favourites are Hop on Pop, which she knows to the point of being able to recite it to us, and Green Eggs and Ham.  She won’t go to sleep without having The Cat In The Hat, and at least one one Dr Seuss book read to her.

A little while ago, my sister bought her the DVD of the Cat In The Hat movie that came out in 2004, and since then it’s barely come out of the DVD player.  Now, she and Darcy watch it every single day.

“Cat Hat” they both demand.  And they sit there, on the sofa, pretty much transfixed, until the end.  It’s 9:30 and it’s already been on once today.  I’ve not had so much peace and quiet and ability to get on with stuff, for, well, a very long time.

It doesn’t stay particularly true to the story, (as that would make for a very short film) and parts of it are pretty crude, no doubt contributing to it’s PG, and not U rating, but over all it’s harmless and quite funny.  And I think a pretty good job has been done on Seussing it up.

Anyway, I suppose I should be happy she’s not obsessed with Justin Bieber, like that three year old in the States, and that this little fad of hers at least has some intellectual and literary merit.  And if it keeps her interested in books and reading, it can only be a good thing, right?!