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Dirty dirty people

Yesterday Felix and I went for an afternoon in Cambridge. I had considered getting him a build a bear seen as it would only be £1 due to his age. This did not happen. The queues were at least 4 hours long and snaked around the shopping centre. So many people all desperate to get their hands on a bear (the deal happens the month of the child’s birthday too just in case you were wondering). Parents had taken their children out of school, they were taking it in turns to queue and a majority of the children had no idea where they were and would have been just has happy with a bear from a charity shop. One woman in the lift actually commented on how good she thought the queue was as it was only 4 hours from start to finish for her and her toddler. The toddler said to me ‘I’ve spent my day waiting for my bear’. Said bear was strapped to her back and she was more intrigued by playing with the clips on her buggy than the bargain bear they had queued a lifetime for. Felix did not get a bea
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Advice

Advice No matter what happens in life people always have advice for you and they always know better than you do. This couldn’t be truer when it comes to having a baby. Before said sproglet arrives everyone tells you how much your life will change and ‘oh you wont be able to do that soon.’ My first question is why cant I do it? Having Felix hasn’t actually stopped me doing anything, don’t get me wrong there have been things I now don’t want to do but it hasn’t stopped me doing what I want. Felix doesn’t actually care where he is or what he is doing as long as he has food and cuddles. He is one very inquisitive baby and loves to watch, especially the lamp in our living room he seems to have developed unconditional love for. Fingers crossed he is not one of those people who marries an object when he is older. I love him being able to explore the world around him and watch what is happening. I try my hardest to ensure he gets to experience new things all the time. This is something
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Traumatising moments

On Monday I decided I was going to visit Lincoln for lunch, to see my uni friends and their babies. I was very excited, 2 new babies to meet and to see my favourite toddler who provides great entertainment and just wants to help with Felix all the time. She is adorable. Obviously I was looking forward to seeing their mums too but in all fairness they are nowhere near as cute and smiley as their children. Felix is the only boy in the group, I have explained to him that these will be his ‘forced friends’. These are the friends that your parents insist you are friends with because they are friends with their parents. We all have these friends but they are also the friends that will probably get into the most mischief with you or even the friends that you find yourself stuck on a train with where the next stop is York (trust me there were not any doors!). Felix and I set off in the morning, we were running a little late as one of us decided we wanted some milk before the car journ
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Keep your knickers on

During pregnancy you have so many appointments with so many different people you lose track. By the time you give birth the majority of the NHS has seen your foof or at least your bump and spoken to you about your foof. You have no dignity by the time baby arrives and quite frankly you aren't really that bothered. Well I wasn't. Maybe I'm just odd. Previously I have had hospital appointments that have not gone according to plan. For example a doctor once asked me to pop on the bed so he could examine me, "Of course" I said. If I am totally honest I don't think he expected me to have taken my trousers and knickers off before getting on the table. He was horrified, I was horrified. I genuinely thought this is what he wanted to happen. Apparently not. Next thing you know a red faced, sheepish doctor returns with a lovely nurse who states "I'm just here as a witness to protect you both". Due to this mishap I was very conscious throughout my pr
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Preparing for the future

Nothing can ever prepare you for the mayhem that is about to start in your life. Nothing! No antenatal class, no NCT group, no advice from the wiser can prepare you for what is about to happen.  Ed and I were clueless and I would say on most things we still are - thank goodness for Google and Amazon Prime. How am I alive when these amazing tools didn't exist when my parents were raising me? Baffles me! As soon as my mum found out I was pregnant she presented Ed with a day by day guide to pregnancy to give him some basic, hopefully helpful information on what is happening/going to happen. Ed took it upon himself to read some (miniscule) parts of this book. The one part he did read was about what I should be eating. Somewhere in the book it suggested nuts would be good for me. Ed read this as Lizzie must eat nuts, lots of them and regualrly. To begin with it was nice, Ed taking an interest in my diet and the well being of our unborn child. This novelty soon wore off by the
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It's all gone tits up!

Throughout pregnancy some basic everyday tasks become a challenge. Just getting up in the morning can feel like you've run a marathon and make you want to get back into bed. You just feel so heavy at all times. This feeling and your changing body can cause all sorts of mini moments of ridiculousness. Trust me they happened regularly to me! Take for example bath time. Whilst being pregnant I developed a love for baths. I personally felt like a sealion during the day, huge and unable to walk easily. I just flopped from place to place and then struggled to stand up again but being in the bath was comfortable. I see why these giant, wobbly creatures love a bit of water. On one occasion, whilst lying in the bath, I had for some reason, not actually sure why, put my arms underneath me. This is where the issue started. I was having a lovely relaxing bath, laying down, nice and warm but when I came to sit up disaster struck. I was officially stuck. How are you meant to sit up? I
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