tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24986653816333068292024-03-13T16:32:28.208+00:00Daddy & Baby & MeDaddy, Baby and Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14130055738986625611noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498665381633306829.post-89200845414283325902012-04-19T14:19:00.000+01:002012-04-19T14:19:46.849+01:00CakeWhile I was pregnant, I was adamant that my child would have minimal amounts of junk food and no cakes, sweets, biscuits, crisps etc etc until they were well over a year old because, well, they really don't need it do they?<br />
Fast forward a few months and all those good intentions have gone out the window. In reality, I have personally found that, although a baby definitely does NOT need to consume any of the items I have listed, there is no real reason why they shouldn't taste these in moderation. After all, Sophia's Daddy and I get through our fair share of crisps and biscuits, but we also eat plenty of fruit, vegetables and other nutritional items! I cook the majority of our meals from scratch and Sophia has been baby-led weaned so eats a huge variety of food, the only thing she has consistently rejected is pasta.<br />
I'm still not keen on her eating unhealthy food but at the same time I want her to have a balanced diet and not to see any foods as 'good' or 'bad'.<br />
In light of this, we recently made some chocolate cupcakes and Sophia tried one for the first time. As you can see from the photo she was not hugely impressed and threw it on the floor after one bite...ah well, back to the apple slices!<br />
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My contractions started at midnight four days after my due date. They were very mild pains but were coming every 3 minutes on the dot which is how I knew they were definitely contractions and not just strange pregnancy niggles. I tried getting in the bath because this is how I had imagined in my mind that I'd pass the time before going to hospital but we didn't have enough hot water so I lost interest in that idea pretty quickly as the lukewarm water wasn't doing much for me! We went to hospital around 3am and I really have no idea how we spent the three hours between my contractions starting and us leaving the house. I think we mostly tried to find the "last minute" items I had not packed in my hospital bag (next time I will know better and EVERYTHING will be packed because searching for a hairbrush in the middle of a contraction is pretty much the last thing I wanted to do. It was a waste of time anyway as looking at the photos of myself from the hospital, I don't think the hairbrush was actually unpacked..)<br />
I was examined by a midwife at 4am and was 4cm dilated - for a first baby it's meant to take roughly an hour for each centimetre you need to dilate so we estimated I'd be fully dilated by 10am. I was having a midwife-led birth and never saw a consultant throughout the pregnancy or labour, this was actually great as it meant I didn't need to be attached to a heartbeat monitor in early labour which apparently the consultant-led ladies did have to be in my hospital. I asked to go in the birthing pool so they gave me gas and air while they filled it up. This was in my birth plan and I had more or less set my heart on a water birth - there was only one birthing pool at the hospital so I was VERY relieved nobody else was using it! The gas and air wasn't as good as I had hoped, it took the edge off the contractions but they were still really painful in a way I can't describe, it is a pain I have never felt before and I can't compare it to anything else. The contractions were still coming every 3 minutes precisely but were getting stronger and stronger and I kept thinking there was no way I could go on until 10am! At about 4.30 the pool was ready so I jumped in and it was all very nice but the contractions were getting worse all the time and there was no way sitting in a bit of water was going to stop the pain! I carried on with the gas and air in the pool but each contraction felt more unbearable. The midwife popped out of the room at 5.15 and all of a sudden I knew I needed to push, very odd how you know but I was certain the baby had to come out! I told Mr T that I needed to push and he told me not to be silly (still thinking it would be about another five hours before I got to that stage) I told him in no uncertain terms to get the midwife back so he rang the alarm and in she came (doused in Eau de Cigarette, but we'll let that pass...) The pushing part was quite good in that it stopped the contraction pain a bit. After a while of pushing I became convinced that if the baby wasn't coming out in one push then I should stop (and do what exactly, I don't know), so as the contraction ended and baby obviously didn't come out in one push, I asked the midwife if I should "suck the baby back up?" at the time it felt like a completely reasonable question but she couldn't stop laughing and told me no I shouldn't "suck baby back up" as that would be the wrong direction! I put this down to the gas and air!<br />
Eventually we got to the point where the head was visible and with one push her head was halfway out, the next push could only be described as horrendous, her whole head was born and it was the most intense pain I've ever felt in my life, I felt like I was being ripped apart, I couldn't see or hear - I had a kaleidoscope-like pattern in front of my eyes and white noise in my ears. It was agonising and I can't pretend it was anything else. The rest of Baby was born in the next push which I had expected to be 'easy' after the difficulty of birthing the head but it still wasn't a walk in the park by any stretch of the imagination. Mr T cut the cord and I had to clamber out the pool to deliver the placenta which as you can imagine, was easier said than done.<br />
The placenta delivery wasn't too pleasant, even after having an injection to speed it up, as I was feeling really shaky and a bit in shock at this point. I needed two stitches as had second degree tears but the stitches were fine although I was dreading them - they gave me gas and air again and it was amazing as I didn't have any major pain any more so I really felt the effects this time!<br />
So our beautiful daughter Sophia was born at 6.05am which meant I dilated the final 6cm in just two hours which is why my contractions were so intense as they were coming so quickly. I'm so pleased with how it all went and really felt proud of myself even though it's something women do all the time! However, immediately after she was born I told myself I'd never do it again and I really meant it, I didn't for one moment forget the pain instantly when I saw her, like people say! But now the memory is fading and I know I will definitely do it again (but only if I can use the birthing pool..!)Daddy, Baby and Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14130055738986625611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498665381633306829.post-33860652922179806932012-02-21T12:35:00.001+00:002012-04-19T14:15:59.574+01:00Messy play!After a suggestion from the staff at the Children's Centre we go to I decided to make a cornflour/water mixture for Sophia to play with. Having no idea what quantities of each to use I experimented and ended up taking ages to get it to the right consistency but we got there eventually!<br />
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Sophia wasn't quite as interested in playing with the mixture as I hoped and decided that eating the newspaper I'd put down to protect the floor was a better idea (cue lots of tears when I stopped her...)<br />
We had a few smiles after the tears but the newspaper remained more attractive than the cornflour so we called it a day pretty quickly!<br />
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I don't think I'll be repeating this for a while but if I do I'll add some food colouring to make it a bit more interesting!Daddy, Baby and Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14130055738986625611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498665381633306829.post-17904228551882661442012-02-20T14:07:00.000+00:002012-02-20T14:07:36.452+00:00Tommee Tippee Closer to Nature Suface Spray: Mummy News ReviewI was recently sent a bottle of Tommee Tippee Close to Nature Surface Spray to review for the Mummy News website.<br />
You can read my review <a href="http://www.mummynews.co.uk/reviews/tommee-tippee-closer-to-nature-surface-spray/" target="_blank">HERE</a><br />
Have a look round Mummy News while you're there!Daddy, Baby and Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14130055738986625611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498665381633306829.post-42039383937403250522012-02-16T12:50:00.000+00:002012-02-16T12:50:02.052+00:00Sophia's First ValentineI admit to not being a massive fan of Valentines Day in the past but Mr T has managed to bring out my more romantic side so this year we celebrated. However, as could only happen to us, the day did not go as planned!<br />
All started well and Sophia got in the spirit by wearing her Valentines themed bib<br />
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To add to this, Mr T was forced to admit that the delivery I had ignored earlier in the day was some Valentines roses (my hair was at the in-between stage of drying and straightening so I was not answering the door!) Fortunately these were re-delivered (still alive) the next day!<br />
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I had been vaguely aware of the company FYEO (For Your Eyes Only) before my pregnancy but it wasn't until I decided I needed a lasting reminder of my bump that I really paid them attention.<br />
I had briefly considered making a plaster cast of my expanding tummy but realised that we didn't really have the space to store or display it so opted instead for an increasingly popular bump photo shoot.<br />
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FYEO are a company offering 'Boudoir Photography' - essentially this translates to a photo shoot in your lingerie (or nude for the very brave). They offer a variety of packages e.g. 'Bride', 'Bump', 'Couples'. Needless to say, I opted for 'Boudoir Bump', booked a shoot and then wondered what had possessed me! Now, I'm not the type of person keen to strip off at the drop of a hat, but I felt it was too good an opportunity to pass up. So, despite my apprehension at exposing my three-stone-heavier-than-usual body to a stranger, I decided to shed my inhibitions and enjoy the experience....and enjoy it I did!<br />
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On arrival at the Manchester studio I was made to feel at ease instantly. It is decorated in a luxurious style and really sets the mood well. My make up was done ready for the shoot (be warned - the make up is heavy so that it shows up well on camera - I forgot this and left the studio with excessively rouged cheeks, only remembering when I saw my reflection in a shop window...don't make this mistake!!) and I was taken into the studio to change. I had chosen simple black underwear and, as customers are encouraged to bring a 'prop' with them, I had brought one of Mr T's shirts so that he could be included in the photo in some way.<br />
The photographer was very professional and made me feel comfortable throughout, directing me into a series of 'flattering' poses - though some required a degree of flexibility that my bump did not allow for! The photos are taken in a dark room with just one female photographer present, so any self-consciousness soon disappears. In fact, the hour went really quickly and I was surprised how enjoyable it had been. It certainly felt like a real achievement especially as I haven't always felt confident with my body!<br />
About a week after the photos were taken, I was emailed a link to my gallery and could view a selection of pictures. The package I had chosen included one print and it was so difficult making the decision on which image to choose as there were so many I loved. After a lot of deliberation I did choose one and this image is now printed on a canvas and has pride of place at the top of our stairs!<br />
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I found this experience to be a massive confidence boost, a great memento of my pregnancy and a really fun day out! <br />
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<a href="http://www.fyeoportraits.com/">www.fyeoportraits.com</a><br />
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There are loads of places now offering this service and after a bit of shopping around we decided to book an appointment at ScanAssure in Bolton. We chose ScanAssure because they seemed to offer the best value package and they made it really clear what was included so there was no confusion around various bits and pieces needing to be added on to the final price (unlike some other companies I researched!)<br />
On the day of the scan I was both nervous and excited to see a clear image of our baby! The staff were really welcoming and put extra chairs in the scan room for the in-laws who had come along with us. I was really worried we'd accidentally find out the sex of our baby as we had chosen to keep this as a surprise, I needn't have been concerned though as the sonographer checked first whether we knew the sex and told us look away from the monitor while she checked the position of the baby. Our baby decided that they were camera shy though so our first attempt was completely unsuccessful as she kept her face covered by her hand! I tried drinking coke, eating chocolate and running up and down the stairs to get her to change position but she was determined not to move.<br />
The sonographer was fantastic and really persevered, we were there for about 90 minutes all in all - much longer than our appointment should have been, which we thought was amazing service as we didn't feel rushed at all and were reassured that ScanAssure really wanted us to get the best images possible. Eventually though, we did have to admit defeat and go home and a further appointment was made for two weeks later. When we returned for our second go, Sophia was much more cooperative and we saw some fantastic, detailed images which we loved every second of.<br />
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We had our original scan at 27 weeks but the follow up was at 29 weeks and the images were very good so I would consider this an ideal time to have a 3D scan.<br />
If you live locally to ScanAssure I would completely recommend them and if we have another baby I wouldn't hesitate to return here for another scan!<br />
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<a href="http://www.scanassure.co.uk/">www.scanassure.co.uk</a>Daddy, Baby and Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14130055738986625611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498665381633306829.post-1061989609815987152011-11-22T07:48:00.001+00:002011-11-24T15:41:05.963+00:00IKEA ANTILOP Highchair ReviewDuring my pregnancy we bought A Lot Of Stuff. In the interests of not allowing our home to be completely taken over by various baby accessories, we decided to wait until we actually needed one before purchasing a highchair. This bought us six months thinking time! I've found that pretty much everything you buy for your baby needs some serious research, I could probably do a PHD in baby products now but that's another story...<br />
Anyway. After a quick Internet search it was confirmed that as is usual with baby products, there is a ridiculous amount of choice when it comes to highchairs! I had to decide what I really wanted from a highchair and at the top of my list was: Easy to clean. This really needs no explanation - weaning is pretty much guaranteed to be super messy so I didn't want to spend hours trying to scrub mushed up broccoli out of the seat. <br />
After reading many, many online reviews of highchairs, I kept coming back to the ANTILOP from IKEA. Now, this is as basic a highchair as you are likely to find so is definitely not for those who want something pretty. But it is amazing if, like me, you want an easy clean product!<br />
Apparently this highchair is often used by restaurants so it is likely that your child may already have sat in one. In fact, before we bought ours, Sophia had trialled an ANTILOP on a day out at the Manchester Museum.<br />
We are fortunate to live near an IKEA so we were able to pick one up avoiding the sometimes quite steep delivery charges. This is possibly one of the best value (aka cheapest) highchairs on the market, coming in at a bargain £10.99 plus an additional £4.00 for the tray. Told you it was good value!<br />
It comes in three colours; white, red and blue. We opted for the red because we thought it was most girly (and Mr T is a Manchester United fan). The colours relate only to the chair however, the tray is a standard white.<br />
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After using this for a few weeks now I can honestly say I have not regretted my choice at all. As expected, it is very easy to keep clean due to the chair being made entirely of plastic and therefore not having any fabric/cushions/fiddly bits to remove stray spag bol from. In fact the only part that can really get dirty is the strap/safety belt but this can be easily removed and (I should imagine) would be easily washed in a washing machine. Or by hand, if you can be bothered! I have heard of people actually placing the highchair into their shower too to rinse it off as it's so compact (yes, I admit I did try this after a particularly messy lunch but unfortunately for me it didn't fit!) The lack of padding may put people off but IKEA have thought about this and also sell the STADIG supporting cushion for £5.49 which is an inflatable support you can place in the seat. We didn't buy this and Sophia seems perfectly happy without it but the option is there if you want it.<br />
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There are no frills and ribbons to this highchair but I personally like the basic design. I love that it is easy to clean! The height is just right for our table which is great so although we are using the tray at the moment, we may remove it at some point and push Sophia right up to the table so she can be just like mummy and daddy! I can't find any negatives to report and I can't express enough what amazing value this is - a highchair for under £15.00! It's not going to appeal to everyone but I would consider it one of my better purchases to date!<br />
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To prove how good it is, here's Sophia messily enjoying her tea!<br />
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Please note, I was not asked to write this review and received no incentive to do so, I just really like the product and wanted to share!Daddy, Baby and Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14130055738986625611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498665381633306829.post-5377310308888359032011-11-11T12:16:00.003+00:002011-11-21T13:53:38.185+00:00Baby-Led WeaningAfter reading about Baby-Led Weaning during my pregnancy, we decided that this was the method we would use to wean Sophia. Ten days before Sophia turned six months we decided to give it a go and, not yet owning a highchair, we sat her in her Bumbo and handed her some banana and apple slices. Predictably, most was flung to the floor but eventually she did put some in her mouth, which was possibly one of our proudest parent moments to date! (We have a lengthy home video to record this event!)<br />
I had actually expected to feel quite sad that, as a breastfeeding mother, I was no longer going to be providing my baby with her only source of nutrition. As it was, I didn't feel that way at all, just excited that she was now able to try new flavours and textures which she seemed eager to do!<br />
Later that day we purchased a highchair and are continuing the long journey of weaning our daughter! One of the main "rules" of baby led weaning is that you don't place food into the babies mouth. This is so they have the chance to explore it themselves and eat in their own time. (An example I have heard a few times is to imagine, as an adult, someone coming towards you with a spoonful of an unidentifiable food - your first reaction would probably not be to open your mouth and eat it, but to push the spoon away and try to get control of it yourself so that you were able to first, look at what was being fed to you and secondly, to control how much was put into your mouth - makes sense really!)<br />
This sounds easy but I have found it to be incredibly difficult resisting the urge to feed Sophia! Especially when she eats soft foods such as yogurt - I pre-load her spoon and she 'feeds' herself (to an extent!) but it is so tempting to spoon feed her. So far I have avoided doing this, as after reading <i>Baby-Led Weaning: Helping your Baby to Love Good Food</i> by Gill Rapley and Tracey Murkett I personally really identify with the theory behind this weaning method. But boy, is it messy!<br />
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It is really difficult to know how much (if any) food is being eaten at the moment (although there are a few clues in her nappies!!) but we are only a couple of weeks in and I am so pleased with how well Sophia seems to be doing. Unless she's really tired she always gives new foods a try, current favourites seem to be melon, banana (this stains clothes, beware!!) and sweet potato. <br />
If you're considering trying baby-led weaning I would definitely recommend getting hold of a copy of the Gill Rapley book. I've read through it a couple of times now and it really explains the weaning process well. I got my copy from Amazon who were the cheapest seller when I was looking - linky here if you want to grab a copy for yourself! <a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/0091923808/ref=as_li_tf_tl?ie=UTF8&tag=dbm-21&linkCode=as2&camp=1634&creative=6738&creativeASIN=0091923808">Baby-led Weaning: Helping Your Baby to Love Good Food</a><img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.co.uk/e/ir?t=dbm-21&l=as2&o=2&a=0091923808" width="1" height="1" border="0" alt="" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" />Daddy, Baby and Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14130055738986625611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498665381633306829.post-23784828863240884082011-11-09T15:48:00.001+00:002011-11-21T13:38:03.910+00:00Half a YearOur little pudding turned six months old this week. It has come as a bit of a shock not only how fast the time has gone since she was born, but also the realisation that the rest of our lives are probably going to pass by just as quickly! These have truly been the best six months of my life yet and *touch wood* Mr T and I don't seem to be doing too badly! Sophia is a happy and loving little girl, even if she is possibly the only six month old who still hasn't figured out how to jump in her Jumperoo or roll over....nope neither front to back nor back to front...! I am relatively confident she will acquire these skills at some point! Six months is a fantastic age, Sophia is still a "baby" but is also starting to become much more interactive and keen to play, which her Daddy is enjoying (except when she claws his face...any tips on managing ridiculously sharp baby nails are welcome!)<br />
To celebrate her half-year-birthday, here is a picture of the little lady just after she was born<br />
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And here she is at six months<br />
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Worth every single sleepless night!Daddy, Baby and Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14130055738986625611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498665381633306829.post-47971861463686754282011-10-29T23:35:00.001+01:002011-11-21T13:37:07.846+00:00You know you're a new parent when....> The catchy tune you hum all day isn't from the Top 40 but is the music played by your child's favourite toy...<br />
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> The term "all nighter" has a whole new meaning...<br />
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> Going to the Supermarket is considered a day out...<br />
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> Your Facebook page may as well belong to your baby as every status update is about them...<br />
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> You think it is perfectly normal to conduct a full conversation with a toy giraffe...<br />
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> You wonder if you'll ever eat using two hands again...<br />
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> You have forgotten what coffee tastes like when it's hot...<br />
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> You find yourself speaking to EVERYONE in a baby voice...<br />
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> You no longer call your partner by their first name but instead, refer to them as "Mummy" or "Daddy"...<br />
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> You consider it a luxury to sleep more than three hours in a row...<br />
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> You do so much of your shopping online that you are now on first name terms with the postman...<br />
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> You no longer investigate the origins of unidentified wet patches on your clothing...<br />
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> You can't imagine life without your child.Daddy, Baby and Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14130055738986625611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498665381633306829.post-63533838202233457572011-10-29T22:52:00.001+01:002011-11-21T13:35:48.422+00:00Bonjour, Guten Tag, HelloI'm going to start this blog with an introduction post...<br />
Well where to begin? In May 2010 I became Mr T's lodger (not THE Mr T, obviously...) and immediately fell head over heels for the poor chap, two months later we decided to start a family and by August 2010 I was pregnant...you couldn't make it up! We like to think of ourselves as a Social Experiment. So far it seems to be working out pretty well and we are thanking our lucky stars for the fact that neither of us has (yet) turned out to be an absolute nightmare, to put it politely. In fact, the decisions which hindsight tell us were very impulsive, have turned out to be the best we've ever made. And we now have our amazing and wonderful daughter to show for it all - a miniature person who has changed our lives forever and we have adored *almost* every second!<br />
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