Announcement

Telling people was great fun! Watching their reactions and excitement for you is just so heart-warming delightful. The first people we told was my parents; I am their eldest daughter and this will be their first grandchild, so you can probably imagine their excitement. My dad practically danced around the kitchen clinging on to my husband. 18 months previous when we got married, had managed to squeeze in three references to wanting to be a granddad in his ‘father of the bride’ speech therefore we were not surprised at his delight! My mother was equally excited, if not slightly reserved at the fact that this makes her ‘officially old!’

We agreed that we would then tell my husband’s parents and a friend each. I told my best friend nervously. I am due to be her maid of honour in August, the same month our baby is due. Thankfully, she is the world’s nicest person and was so busy squealing and talking about ‘auntie’ duties that she didn’t mind one bit about our potential date clash.

My husband told his friend/his other half. To say they are inseparable is an understatement, I was genuinely surprised when he didn’t turn up on our honeymoon! It wasn’t announced in the same delicate way we told others, with my husband declaring “My willy works!” I think there was a back pat, a murmur of congratulation and then moving onto a discussion about football.

Close friends that we hadn’t got round to telling, found out pretty quick when I would dart out of the room, quickly followed by vomiting! Having previously being known for my love of a cocktail, it was a hard one to hide from our friends and most people were pretty suspicious! There are so many times you can use the driving excuse before people do a quick glance at your belly!

Pinterest was the inspiration for our announcement on social media, opting for the photograph below . . .

 

The aches and tiredness!

No one warned me about the tiredness. The first twelve weeks I felt like a baby myself; who needed afternoon naps. I quite liked the indulgence of having a nap without the guilt. But when you are a teacher and you have to come home to marking a mountain of books, prepare resources and complete planning it is not so easy to squeeze in the naps. And guilt less naps are non existent.  I found myself getting excited if I got into bed before 9pm.

And then there was the aches, how is it possible to feel this dreadful this early on? My boobs feel so swollen, I want to hold them just walking up stairs! Which is fine in the privacy of my own home but you do get some funny looks if you absentmindedly have a grope whilst out shopping. As for my husband, he has had so many smacked hands that he has given up attempting to cop a feel!

I’ve been nominated for a Leibster Award

 

Ohhh yay! I have been nominated for an Award, thanks to lifewithbumps for nominating me for the Leibster Award. This award is a great way for bloggers to connect and interact, all the while pushing us to get our blogs out there for the world to see.

The Leibster Award has rules, should you wish to accept them they are below

 1) Thank the person who nominated you and link back to their lovely blog.

2) Answer their questions in a blog post.

3) Nominate at least 10 blogs for their own lovely Leibster Award.

4) Create some questions of your own.

5) Let your nominees know that they are nominated.

 

2) Answering lifewithbumps questions

1. What are your nicknames? What do you prefer to be called?

Luckily my name doesn’t call for many nicknames! My husband calls me medium poppet; he’s big poppet, the cat little poppet and we have baby poppet on the way!

 

2. What books on your shelf are begging to be read?

I have a ton of books to read, normally they get read in the summer holidays, although I think this year’s summer holiday might not be as relaxing! I also have a ton of baby books to read!!

 

3. How often do you doodle? What do your doodles look like?

All the time, usually intricate swirly patterns. I have to admit they are usually very girly!

 

4. What do you do if you can’t sleep at night? Do you count sheep? Toss and Turn? Try to get up and do something productive?

The worst thing of all and look at my phone or play solitaire! Sometimes I will get up and do marking but only if it as after 5am!

 

5. How many days could you last in solitary confinement? How would you do it?

Oh I would really struggle with this, I would be ok if I had a book and something crafty to do. But I’d get bored after a day, two days top! I rely heavily on social interaction.

 

6. Do you save old greeting cards and letters? Throw them away?

I’m a sentimental hoarder and then I have a clear out and become ruthless again. I have ‘first’ cards, like my first card as a girlfriend, fiancée, wife etc.

 

7. Who is the biggest pack rat you know?

I wasn’t sure about this question. I had to google it. Urban dictionary told me it’s a hoarder. If that’s the case than my husband! He has so much rubbish in our house that I have no idea why he keeps. We are hoping to move soon, I can’t wait to clear it all out!!

 

8. When making an entrance in to a party, do you make your presence known? Do you slip in and look for someone you know? Do you sneak in quietly and find a safe spot to roost?

I like to make an entrance! What’s the point of being at party if people don’t now?!

 

9. What is your strongest sense? If you had to give one up, which would it be?

My sixth sense! Intuition and Instinct. I always seem to be able to sense when things are going to happen. I had a strange dream about my husband proposing the night before he did. I am also a great judge of character, I tend to make my mind up about a person very quickly… And I’m usually right!

 

10. How many times a day do you look at yourself in the mirror?

Ermmmm it used to be a lot more ! Pregnancy acne means I am scared to. However I am fascinated by my growing bump . .  Probably too much!!!

 

3) My nominations for the award . .

37weekstolove

brummymummyof2

catjulia

 

dextersmummy

 

lesbemums

 

inthepursuitofmotherhood

 

onemightymama

 

notjustanothermum

 

muminanutshell

 

lifeofmum

4) My questions for my lovely nominees . . .

1. What are you most proud of?

2. What drives you mad?

3. What is your favourite chocolate bar?

4. Why did you start blogging?

5. Name three things on your bucket list?

6. What three things could you not live without?

7. Person that has inspire you the most and why?

8. What is your favourite quote?

9. What is your favourite children’s book?

10. Which celebrity do you like the least?

Sickness! Oh, the sickness!

      Wow! The 3^rd January feels like a lifetime ago since I last blogged. It is fair to stay a lost has changed but first back to the beginning . . .

 

      So once the screaming died down the sickness began. And once it began it didn’t stop! I saw myself as quite lucky that I didn’t actually feel that sick; it would just suddenly hit me and before I knew it I was racing to the toilet, clutching my mouth shut!!

For the first time I felt actual genuine love from my cat, who would sit by me as I was clutching the porcelain bowl at 3am. I am still not sure if it was care and concern or just curiosity as to what the hell I was doing at crazy O’Clock!

Whilst puking constantly is not that much fun, it was weirdly nice to have actual proof that I was pregnant. I was very pleased when the midwife told me that it’s the sign of a really healthy baby. She was probably just pacifying me but it worked anyway. Especially as I was getting fed up of the smug people who seemed to enjoy telling me (between retches) that they weren’t sick once when they were pregnant. Grrrrrrrr

It is those moments of illness that you really can rely on your other half. My wonderful husband rushed to the shops to make me a ‘Morning Sickness Recovery Pack.’ *Side note* Why do they call it morning sickness? Because from what I experienced it really is any time of the day!

 Anyway back to the recovery pack, for those of you who do suffer, these are things that really helped me

-Lucozade ice cubes

-Ginger oat biscuits

- Mint imperials

- Salt and vinegar crisps (Fortunately, I was not one of these people who can’t eat!)