Centre Parcs

When mum 1st told me she was going to be away for 3 Friday in October I decided that one of those weeks we go away. We wanted somewhere or under £500 where we could walk to various resturants for dinner, so after debating for months and talking to various people I finally decided we'd go to Centre Parcs Longleat for a 4 night stay as it pretty much catered for all our needs.

Accomadation wise I decided on a 2 bed new style executive lodge. I went for a 2 bed so J could have his own room like he does at home . The executive lodges have pretty much all you could need for your stay, centre Parcs even provide a cot (though not a cot sheet) and a high chair meaning we only had to pack clothes and j's toys. Next time through I will remember to take extra dishwasher tablets and some washing up liquid! The only thing that let the lodge down for me was the gas oven. Though it wasn't a massive issue just made cooking slightly interesting. I'd was able to hand pick our lodge and I have to say I 'd done a pretty grand job! Our lodge was quite central in the pine area with only a 15 minute walk to the plaza.

We arrived the Monday about 11:30 am so we didn’t have to queue very long at all at the main gate. After arrival we parked our car and made our way down to the main plaza for a look around. Here we ate lunch in Hawtons before purchasing some supplies in the supermarket. As I was warned the prices in the supermarket were a tad higher than any waitrose prices but for us it was more about the ease of it than anything. After this me and J walked to the lodge while hubby went and retrieved the car from the car park. If you don't know about centre Parcs it's a car free zone bar arrival and departure days oh and of course the maintaince staff have vans they drive around in.

One of the things I loved about the lodges is there is a great big notice board in the kitchen! Once unpacked I decided it make a note on it of what we had planned for our stay.

The other lovely thing is there is quite a big hall way where you can leave your shoes and coats meaning you don't have to bring any of the outside woodland into the lodge and then in the lodge there was plenty of room.

The 1st night I'd already booked us into Strada. As expected this was the same as any you would find on the high street and very similar prices. A note on the resturants, I had pre-booked Strada and another one a couple of weeks before arriving as it had been suggested to me, we never found any resturant on our stay to be mega busy but I have heard and read things to the contry so it best to pre book. They do of course offer a take away service which was similar price to any normal one. We didn't use it so I don't know if they deliver. 

One of my worries always when going away is how will I sleep, will the bed be all hard and lumpy? I have to say the Longleat beds are very comfy indeed.

Tuesday morning I had to set the alarm to make sure we were up and ready for our 8am swim lesson I had booked for J. The sing along swim was very similar to any waterbabies, Swim kidz lesson and  for us it was perfect and you as you get 2 x 30 mins sessions for the price. 

Later that day we ventured out to the village near by to get some food in Waitrose, oh and an umbrella for the hubby to keep him dry. That night we just stayed in.

Wednesday morning as the weather looked nice we took a walk around Center Parcs to the sports complex, there we found the best soft play, there are a couple others but no where near as good and not as accessible. What was great about it was it was all accessible to J, sometimes when I take him to a local one I have to help him climb up to the slide but not at this one. 

Along side the activities you have to pay for there are also quite a few good out door play areas. 

After lunch we decided to go and have a proper look around the swimming pool. It's very nice and is split up into 6 areas, a big out door pool leading to the Rapids, a big wave pool, 4 slides, a small baby area , a toddler area and a somewhat underused cafe. 

That night we eat in Hucks American diner which I had pre-booked. Think TGI's, I have to say it did what it said on the tin, nothing special not sure I would go to it again.

Thursday after our 2nd swimming lesson we made our way to Longleat Safari Park. I'd booked the tickets through longleats website instead of Centre Parcs one as with centre Parcs it only gave me the option of going Monday or Friday and we didn’t want to do there with a car full. I have to say I wasn’t overly impressed with it, it was quite expensive for what it was, so I won't be rushing back there. 

Hubby did have fun showing J how train signals worked

Mummy enjoyed looking at the giriffe with J and  J liked helping Daddy drive the car around the park. 

After spending the day at Longleat we decided just to stay in.

Finally our last day arrived. You have to be packed and out of your lodge by 10. After packing up the car and returning it to the car park we decided to spend our last morning swimming. As you can imagine the pool was somewhat busier that day. Was more noticeable when we got out we struggled to find a family changing room. We had a final lunch in Hawtons before leaving at about 1:30 at which point the queue to book in was almost back to the front gate! So It’s differently worth arriving early, unless Friday is just a very busy day?

Overall we had a great 4 day break away and I will differently be going back.

Not feeling ok

So here's the story of why I'm feeling sad at the moment.

Last week I returned for my lovely holibobs to the very sad news that the family dog Henry had past away.

 It's funny we've known it's been coming for some time now, he was over 16 years old which is old for a Tibetan. Every holiday mum and dad go on I fear I'll get the call. Instead I return from mine to an email from my mum letting me know the sad news. Though I didn't pick a great moment to catch up with my emails as at the same moment a certain little boy wanting to play, meaning I was unable to process the information.

So on top of this the next day I find out that hubby's cousin's wife is pregnant. Again no massive shock, knew it was coming but still it hurts! It hurts in the fact that it comes so easy for some, of course now it has been suggested we give them our old pram which I'm trying to sell. Honestly I don't know how I feel about this, but why should this decision be made on their behalf? For me and hubby we said the only things we wanted new were the pram and the cot bed. So why do people get involved and make huge decisions on their behalf? I know they are just trying to be helpful but still.

On top of this any day now we're due 'The Letter!' You know the one about what we want to do about our stored embro's. I'm dreading this letter coming even though I know we're not going to having any more children I still not sure I can face making a final decision about them just yet but also don't want to have to pay to store them.

Lastly work is just horrible! The project I work on has gone super manic decisions that impact my work are not being shared with me. If someone has just bothered to have a convo with me about some bits, work wouldn't be being duplicated. But more importantly I could plan my work load better. I know I let my emotions get to me so much so I walked out of a meeting on Tuesday and then burst into tears during another one today! I'm 35 for Christ sakes not 12!

What the answers I don't know, is this just all just because it's all happened at once or is this something deeper?

J at 15 months

I can't believe my little boy is 15 months old! like where did that time go? 

Again so much seems to have happened since I last wrote an update.

We experienced our 1st proper hair cut! I took him to one of those kid friendly hair dressers near where I live, he got to sit in the cool racing car while he had his hair cut. He was such a good boy.

My son takes after me in so many ways but he gets his ability to woo everyone and crack people up from his Dad. Typical example below!

Now it feels like he's always been walking, he's not a fan of holding anyones hand so we brought him a back pack with a rein on which he loves. Just got to remember to use them more as he loves running now and my god is he quick!

He loves to discover new things especially things that aren't his! Typical example was hubby leaving his motorbike out and J went running up to it to have a better look.

He's very happy to play with him self which I am pleased about, I don't want him to need someone to play with.

His language is developing well, he has his own little language but now he's starting to pick up words and has an understanding of some of them. Words we have are:

Car

Go

Up

That 

Sacroiliac joint injection

About 8 years ago I injured my back and on and off until I fell pregnant in 2012 I managed it with physio. 

At about 12 weeks into my pregnancy my back issue flared up again and turned into pelvic girdle pain which I had all the way through my pregnacy. Once I had J I still had my back issues and promptly went back to the physio. We were just getting there when I managed to fall down the stairs while holding J, fast forward a couple of months and again we were nearly getting there then I slipped over on the way to work. Since then the physio hasn't been able to help and I ended up getting referred to see a back consultant. I got diagnosed with sacroiliac joint dysfunction and it was decided that the next step was to give me an injection in my back.

Fast forward to 11th September and I went into the Circle Hospital to have a had a Sacroiliac joint injection or Lower s1 J block in my back to try and get rid of the pain I have in my lower back, left leg and foot.

The Circle is a private hospital that treats both private and NHS paitients. On arrive I was taken upto the day care unit where I was shown to my private pod, this compromised of a bed, a TV, 2 chairs and a bathroom. Promotly after arrive a nurse came and took some medical information and checked my blood pressure, I was them asked to remove all jewellery and change into a hopsital robe, slippers and a dressing gown then someone would be along to collect me. 

About 10 minutes later the anesthetist came and got me and walked me down to the theatre. For once I was quite calm which I was glad about.  I was then taken through to the theatre, here I was asked to lie face down on the bed, my consultant then went ahead and started the procedure by apply local anothisic to my back, he then started the injections with the guidance of an x-Ray.

All I can say is HOLY FREG! I've never been in so much pain in all my life, by this time I was sobbing/whaling my heart out. I was very thankful a nice nurse came and sat by me and held my hand. I remember him asking me if he'd hit the spot I just about managed to nod a yes. After what seemed like ages the procedure was over and I was wheeled back to my pod where my Dad was waiting for me, all I wanted was a hug! Have to say I was feeling very sorry for myself. 

No long after I return I was offered a drink and some food, at that point all I wanted was a cuppa but me hen he offered me a cookie too I couldn't turn it down.

Dad stayed with me for a little while then he went off to a meeting he had. Shortly after he left Hubby turned up. I stayed in hospital till about 1pm then I was discharged. At this point my back was still hurting and my leg felt mum kidda like your mouth does after you've had a filling.

I spent the rest of the afternoon resting up on the sofa.

Day 2 - luckily I had booked the day off work! After hubby and J left I actually took my self back to bed and ended up having an hours sleep. After that I went to fat club to get weighted and for a little walk around town. This actually knackered me out. My back was feeling a bit better I had a lot less pain down my leg and just a numbish bum. 

Day 3 - feeling better, have some pain mostly in my left bum - still trying to avoid lifting too much, lucky hubby was at home to look after J. Also had a spot of reflexology.

Has it worked? Um really not sure, would not rush to have it done again. Will wait for my follow up appointment but will probably try some physio too. 

Warings Bread Masterclass

Even since I was introduced to home made bread a mere 16 months ago I was itching to give it a go myself. Christmas came and I bravely brought one of the all in one bread flour packets from Sainsburys followed all the instructions and voila I had made my 1st loaf of bread. 

When I discovered my local bakers did masterclasses in bread making I was thrilled and eagerly emailed my mum to see if it was something she thought my Dad might like as his birthday present. You see for me I didn't want to attend it alone, I did that when I did my cake decorating course and although I really enjoyed it it's not the same as sharing the experience with someone else. Answer was he would love it, so I quickly booked us both onto it.

Fast forward a couple of months and one bright Saturday morning my Dad and I enter Warings demonstration studio, we were greeted by our baker Alan and his sister Janet. One side of the room was laid out for our afternoon tea while the other had 9 positions around a massive table, to the back of the room was a long table with 45 bowls laid out in 8 rows of 5 with each row having one of our names on it.

Once everyone had arrived we made a start on making our 1st bread, a Ciabatta. The principles of making the doughs to begin with are pretty similar. From there we made our Rye followed by the wholemeal, crusty rolls then lastly the enriched dough. After each dough was made they were left to prove.

Then came knocking back before the final proving then finally cooking. For each dough we were shown what could be made from it, so for example from the crusty roll dough we made a pizza and some rolls and then from the enriched dough we made a flavoured twist and a focaccia.

After each dough was in the oven it was time to relax and enjoy the afternoon tea while they baked. At the end of the day we were able to take home our bakes as well as a bag of white flour, live yeast and some recipe cards so we could give it a go our selves at home.

The masterclass cost £99 each (price correct as of 30/8/14) and I have to say it was brilliant value. The day lasted just over 4 hours, I learnt so much and had a very enjoyable day thanks to the other bakers, Alan and Janet. So much so we've already inquired about their sweet dough class.

Would I recommend it YES! It's a trully fabulous class one of the best I've done.

Thanks again Warings for a fabulous day

Is it me?

Sometimes I'm left wondering do I actually belong in certain situations?

A recent event got me thinking about friendships I have in my life and are they actually friendships or are they just people I know. I struggled to feel like I belonged sometimes, I'm finding small talk harder and I hate being the one that has to make all the effort, sometimes I wonder if I just sat in a corner would anyone actually talk to me? Is there something wrong with me? Do people actually find me hard to get on? Is it just me?

I've actually always struggled with friends I have to say I have no friends for primary school and barly talk to anyone from my secondary school. My closest friend is actually my hubby but still there are things I don't tell him or talk to him about. After that I have a close friend I met at ventures, but sometimes I even struggle to talk to her and find at times things aren't as easy as they used to be.

I'm the kind of person that is always there for my friends, I'm the one at the party making sure no one losses their handbag, the one at the house party who's in the kitchen clearing up. 

 I know I'm moody, hard to get on with and can be difficult at times but still everyone needs to be loved. I know I do things to feel needed or wanted but that is me just trying to fit in.

At times I find everyone else around me is moving on yet somehow I am just standing still. 

Is it too much to ask to be liked, to have friends who want to make an effort with me?

It's still brings me back to the same point is it me?

Feel like I've missed a huge milestone

It only seems about 2 weeks ago now that James started to take his 1st few steps alone and now fast forward to today and suddenly he's walking more confidently by himself. We gone from those few steps to him walking across the living room, the kitchen, the garden, actually everywhere. 

How did this happen? How did I miss this huge milestone? Suddenly it seems I don't have a baby any longer but a toddler. 

As we knew he's be walking soonish we recently popped into Clarks and got J measured up for his 1st proper pair of shoes. Along with these we took advertantage of the Clarks sales and brought another pair in the next size up

We've also seemed to have had a bit of a growth spurt so we've started cracking out the 12 month clothes and also purchased some pj's for him, suddenly putting him in sleepsuits seems a bit too babyish. 

The last massive milestone also happened today we finally moved J out of his stage 0 car seat into his stage 1 forward facing car seat. We made the decision a couple of month ago to buy a 2nd hand stage 1 car seat from a member of the family, It's a maxi-cosi Priory Xp. It's a lovely car seat and has a recline on it. The only downside is that it doesn't have great head support but thankfully Maxi cosi sell a head support. Just wish it came with the seat.

Where has my baby gone?

Where did the last year go?

I can't believe James is 1! Where has the last year gone?

It's been a complete roller coaster again, there have been some real lows but also some amazing highs. I have loved watching James develop into a little boy in the last year.

It's mad to think this time last year I was holding him in my arms for the very 1st time and now he barely wants a cuddle.

He's such a Daddy's boy too.

This month has been a been another massive development month. As predicted J has learnt how to stand by him self and is getting more daring. We've also had his 1st couple of solo steps, every day he seems to get a little more confidant.

This month has also seen us try cows milk for the very 1st time and some chocolate.

 

J also had his 1st official hair cut curtsy of his great Aunt 

And of course the final part of the month saw James celebrating his 1st Birthday. A while back I decided that I wanted to have a garden party and invite close friends and family to it. We also hired some soft play as J loves it but also I thought it would help entertain the older children. We decorated the garden in various banners and balloons and mummy made J a Giraffe Birthday cake.  

Happy 1st Birthday my little Pickle xx

When is the right age?

Ok this is a post I feel like I need to write.

I'm not sure if you may have picked up over my blog but I have somewhat struggled with the whole weaning thing with James, finally I thought I was getting somewhere and now I find some people telling me I need to move him onto what we eat. Somehow in my head I still can't quite get my head around that.

I was asked today was I a precious mum when it came to what I gave James? I said no but I still stick to certain things maybe guidelines I've heard or read somewhere like only giving a baby fully cooked eggs or honey until one.

Recently also I have seen various posts in various places of people giving their babies foods I would never dreamt of giving James a couple of months ago at the same age like ice-cream, chocolate etc. But it got me thinking why is that? Why do I feel thats not suitable? On Saturday in Mcdonalds hubby and I had a conversation about a happy meal, when is it suitable for a child to have one?

I really don't want James to be one of the UK statistics and become an over weight child but I do give him pouch food and not home cook, he has a wafer or biscuit most days so therefore by giving him that am I actually going to cause him to be that without really knowing it? I feel like it's a huge responsibility to teach him about healthy eating. I am lucky in the sense he gets healthy meals at nursery.

You so should get a massive handbook when you leave hospital after giving birth or at least get new chapters every month on how to progress to the next level. There are some great weaning guides and also some great choice in baby pouches when you 1st start but as time goes on the information and choice gets less and less. I don't have time to go and see the health visitor loads, I don't really see other NCT mums that often now I'm back at work but also I have found my self slipping back into the whole trap of feeling jealous of others and their little ones which I know is completely stupid.

I was brave the other week and offered James some sandwich soldiers but he wasn't keen on them. So what next how do I move from the pouches to more food like we have?

Please don't take offence by this post, sometimes I need to ramble on to find my own solution. I'm not questioning anyone but myself!!

PND

I'm not sure if this is the right time to write the post but maybe I feel I need to write it now in order to be able to move on a close this door in my life.

My biggest fear when I was pregnant was getting post natal depression. Depression has effected me in the past and normally I find I start sinking into depths when something significant changes in my life.

After James was born I watched for the signs and as the months went on things seemed ok, honestly looking back I think those 1st 6 months are actually a daze of craziness learning to cope with this little bundle you suddenly have.

I'm not sure what I expected but I certainly didn't and haven't taken to motherhood like I thought I would or even hoped I would. I'm quite a selfish person and like having my own space and suddenly I had this little baby who didn't know anything I/we had to teach him everything. 

Christmas came and went and suddenly I felt like I'd been hit by this massive fog, couldn't quite see though it, couldn't take anything in. I made the brave decision and talked to the health visitor at James's 6 month review, she suggested talking to my doctor. Talking to the DR was hard after a conversation we decided that I should be put on antidepressants (Sertraline 50mg) and also be referred to talking therapies. 

I have to say it took a good month for the Sertraline to kick in and suddenly I felt like the fog was lifting. Since January I have had some crazy months, James started nursery and I started back at my job which turned out to be very stressful. Within all of that I got though the referral for Talking Therapies and attended the 1st session a 1:1 meeting. 

Um how can I describe that meeting, well I was left with an action plan and this chart thing I had to fill in when I felt things were getting too much. To add to all this my maternity cover was still there so I had to share my job with a bloke that I didn't particularly like or have any respect for. So I decided that at that time talking therapies wasn't for me. 

Now 5 months on I've started feeling more back to my normal self again, my maternity cover has finally left and things at work are a little less crazy. I've seemed to have got into a good routine with James so things are finally starting to look ok. Oh bar the fact I have pretty much chronic back pain and pain down my left leg and the Sertraline has made developed twitches when I'm really tired but bar that i'm ok. Because of the twitches I've made the decision to start coming off the little white pill, I'm doing this by 1st reducing my dose at 1st by 1/2 each day then taking 1/2 every other day. (Please note I spoke to my DR before I took this route and this is what we decided was best) Soon I will stop them all together and hope that I feel ok. I won't be scared to go back on them though if need be.

I have definitely been lucky having only a mild case of PND. Tablets have helped me but they might not help everyone. You need to find what works for you but know you're never alone out there, there are women all across the world who suffer with PND and are happy to talk about it.

1st hoilbobs aboard with J

This month marked our 1st hoilbobs aboard with J. As you can imagine this sent me into a bit of a tis!

What was I going to pack?
Well as always my packing was easy enough bar the ever changing weather. For J I decided to take 1 outfit for each day plus a few extra bits and also a sleepsuit a night and again a few spares. In reality I took too many clothes.

What about feeding J?
After a conversation with hubby I decided that I would only take 5 evening meals for J with a few spares plus some fruit purée and some biscuits. For his lunch and breakfasts I decided that I would just give him what ever we were going to have. We ended up having a slight nightmare and had to buy some baby food over there, thankfully the local connivence store stocked Ella Kitchen pouches.

How was I going to cope on the plane with him?
I'm very lucky I've been traveling on planes since I was young but nothing prepares you of doing it your self, I take my hat off to anyone that has ever done it by them selves. We had managed to book bulk head seats which meant extra leg room. I have to say definitely allow extra time when travelling with little ones.

We had slightly problems checking in at the airport, most airlines want you to check in online but I had to be checked in at the desk due to J being down as baby in arms. Once checked in it was quite easy to go through security, they allowed us to go though quicker due to J and I was also allowed to keep a bottle of water for his bottles. As normal any liquids had to be in a see through bag. I wasn't made to taste the water or powder, the only thing that was double checked was the calpol, lucky it was a brand new bottle so the seal was still in tack, next time I would just buy it though in departures. Gate check in was fine, we were allowed to take the buggy right to the gate. On the plane as I said before we had booked the comfort bulk head seats which meant we had more leg room, one failing was that the seats we had actually booked didn't have the fittings for the sky cot but the stewardess offered to try and move us to the other bulk heads seats with the fixtures but to be honest as we had a day flight I wasn't too bothered as I knew J wouldn't really sleep. 

I had ordered a meal for him for the flight, this turned out to be a cow and gate jar's that was cold, my advice take your own/buy it at departures. I ended up just giving him bits.  We managed to just about keep J occupied for the 7 hour flight. I did take me 5 hours to watch saving Mr Banks!

On arrival into New York we collected our buggy just as we got of the flight. We had no problems though security or with the taxi journey into Manhattan.

We stayed at the Hilton Garden inn by Time Square which was a good central location. We had a huge room on the top floor and had requested a cot for J. Not the nicest thing I'd ever seen more like a hospital cot.

I will differently be taking our travel cot in future. The 1st night we ended up just having a little walk around then had dinner at Hard Rock.

Our 1st main day we walked down to the financial district and ground zero. The last time we visited New York ground zero it was all boarded up still, where as this time the memory pools were open. It was a strange feeling visiting them and left me feeling weird for quite a while after.

After that we went to the imagination playground so J could have a crawl about. I did like the playground just think J was probably a little too young to really enjoy it. 

After this we started the long walk back to the hotel giving up about 1/2 way back and ended up getting a taxi. What I forgot to say was that we hadn't bothered taking our car seat with us just instead we just held J on our laps not ideal but as we only used a cab 3 times it was fine. That night we eat in a little Italian called Serefina near Central Park, highly recommend it

Day 2 ended up being the best day of the whole trip, for breakfast we went to the star dust Dinner, just think of the dinner that Rachel from Glee works in! J seemed to really enjoy it too! He also had his 1st taste of pancakes

 

We decided that as the weather was nice we were going to spend the day in Central Park, we had a nice walk around and a nice chill out too. It was nice to be able to let J have a crawl about the grass. It was nice we were able to enjoy the park more than the last time we were there.

After a bit of a disaster trying to find somewhere to have dinner  (long story or should I say a long walk later) we ended up at a restaurant round the corner from our hotel the E&E Grill who did a fantastic steak.

Day 3 was the USA's mothers day, and it was the 1st clear morning so we decided to head up the Empire State building along with loads of others, again J helped somewhat to jump the queues.

We then decided to bend back downtown to a soft play so J could have a proper crawl around. 

One thing I would say is that New York is probably not the best place to take a 10 month old child. That night due to being so tired we just eat in the restaurant under our hotel which was actually quite nice. After this J & I went to bed while Hubby and MIL went down to the Staten Island Ferry.

Our last day we did a spot of shopping before visiting the cake Boss's cake shop by the bus station. Then finally having dinner in a greek.

Overall I had a lovely holiday, bar the fact J was teething. Would I go back to New York? Not in a hurry I've been twice now and I have other places I want to visit.

  

J is 11 months old

This month has actually gone quite slowly or maybe it just feels like that as we've packed so much in.

It still amazes me how much J changes in a month. He will happierly follow you around the house now, he seems to be a little speedy on his knees, he's better now at pulling him self up on everything and happy cruising round the furniture though not worked out that if he tried he could walk in his car walker. I don't imagine it will be long until he works out he can stand by him self. He learnt how to wave goodbye and also can play patter cake and wiggles his fingers when you sing twinkle twinke to him. Probably like most little ones he wants everything that's not his! He's also learnt that he can climb the stairs to I often find him on the 1st step holding onto the stair gate. 

I finally managed to go to a soft play, J loved it! So much so we took to another one.

Food wise we've progressed onto stage 3 food or 10months plus so it has more lumps, he copes well with things even gobbled up mummy's left over lasagna! I also took J with me when I went for an afternoon tea to celebrate his great nan's birthday. He was such a good little boy and even enjoyed ones of the sandwiches. 

He's also learnt how to feed him self his own bottle 

This month has also seen J's 1st trip aboard! And no little trip either we went to the Big Apple! Will do a separate post on that.

The month ahead end with J being 1! Eek

J is 10 months old

I really can't believe how quickly this year is going as always it only feels like last week I was writing his 9 month update.

As always J is currently changing so much every month it amazes me. His crawling has come on leaps and bounds and now he will quite happily follow you down stairs but sometimes stopping if he finds something interesting to play with. Like the other week I came out to find him attempting to climb the stairs he managed about 4! I have to say we quickly installed the stair gate that night!

His walking is coming on loads too, he's very good at pulling him self up and now cruising around the furniture. He loves to use his trolly to walk across the living room. No sign of him walking unaided yet

He's very much enjoying his time with his grandparents every week and I'm pleased they live close enough to look after him. He sees his nanny on a Tuesday morning then Grandma, Grandpa, Bella and Henry all day Friday. I'm glad he get to spend time with Bella and Henry who by the way are my parents Tibittan Terrior dogs. 

Nursery is going well and J seems to be well settled in sometime I think he actually doesn't want to go home!

I enjoyed my 1st mothers day. We went for lunch at The Crocked Billet in Stoke Row, which is amazing. J had organised me some flowers to be delivered to work and bought me a nice card and also made me a nice card at nursery.

We also been enjoying some of the lovely weather we've had over the last month and had some nice trips out to the park and also in the last few days a trip to Beale Park. Not sure was too fussed with the animals but he did really love playing in the little Tikes area there, it was a good chance for him to try out some of their great play equipment including the rocker. As normal he loves going on the swings.

 Again seems like so much happens in such a short period of time. I so can't wait to write his 11 month post as by then we would have been on our 1st holiday aboard!

Happy 10 months pickle x