47/366 – Cooking Up A Storm
I will at some point post more information on my stocking up the freezer marathon. I don’t know where the energy came from, but I spent five hours in the kitchen cooking up 16 dinners for after the family leave and it’s just us settling back into our routines. I was seriously impressed, too, at home much food I could get out of the remains of two weeks veggie deliveries, and a portion each of mince and chicken!
This was a feat for me though, because I’m usually not very good at ‘one pot’ meals or plan ahead cooking. The top picture has vegetables steaming in the colander over potatoes boiling in the pot, a curry and the start of the mince for cottage pie. Ameli helped too, for the first three hours till bed time. It was her job to put the veggie tops and tails in the food recycling bag.
I don’t know if it was yesterday’s exertions, but I was expectedly exhausted in the morning, and didn’t do too much in the afternoon. In the evening, I started having regular contractions that lasted most of the night.
I’ve been slowly getting everything together for the birth. My table is covered in bits. I need to sort them out, ideally, but at least it’s all there and together should we be in business….
49/366 – Happy Birthday Cake In A Jar
I woke up still having contractions, and really, really early, s0 decided it was time to get my act together and get a few things ready for the birth, should this baby decide to come today. S/he didn’t, but I managed to pull together another item for Ameli’s labour activity pack – something for us to do together. I’ll post more details on this another time, but it’s a Cake in a Jar, with the dry ingredients and eggs ready to go. We just need to add oil and water and we’ll be half way to a cake. Hopefully labour will last long enough for us to make a birthday cake for our new arrival. Oh, and the Love Hearts are for decorating the cake before eating it!
Oh, and the quote on the back says “Before you were conceived, I wanted you, Before you were born, I loved you, Before you were here a minute, I would die for you, Such is the miracle of love.” Soppy? Why not!
50/366 – Baby Shower
I had a lovely, low-key baby shower at just over 39 weeks. I was so tired, but had an absolutely lovely time just having a drink and amazing cake made by my friend Gloria. We played a few games, and just had a general chinwag and catch up. It was great, and I enjoyed it – and then went home and crashed onto the sofa playing a sorting game with Ameli for the rest of the day. I can’t believe how much energy things I normally relish are taking!
Games included: using anagrams of our names to come up with names for the baby, sculpting ‘babies’ from balloons, and using a piece of string to guess how large my belly is. Ameli had a few gifts from her god parents and from our lovely NPN friends, and she was convinced it was a party for her!
As with most dads, Ameli’s doesn’t always get to spend as much time with her as he’d like. Over the last month as both SPD and general tiredness have incapacitated me more and more, Martin has really stepped up to the plate and taken over much of the house and child care. I can’t say how much I’ve appreciated the ability to sit on the sofa with my swollen feet up.
52/366 – Learning Colours – Pasta
We’re in the throws of learning colours around these parts and I have plenty projects coming up (and plenty posts) that deal with teaching a toddler colours. We’ve been having fun with it, actually.
53/366 – Visiting
Our friend Yuri from Urbanvox was in the area today, so Ameli and I met up with him for a coffee. We also got to look through our maternity photos and choose our favourites – I can’t wait to share them with you! Ameli always gets really excited about seeing Uncle Yuri. It’s very sweet.
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I haven’t written to you in weeks. I can’t believe how quickly the last couple of months have gone. Just a few days ago it was Christmas – and suddenly here we are in February and I’m counting down the days. It’s crazy. You’ll be here within the month, and there still seems to be so much to do.
Actually that’s part of why the time has been going so fast. Every second of my day seems to be accounted for.
I’ve been teaching baby massage classes, and I’ve been doing training for another class I can teach once you’re born. I feel really bad that I have to go to work straight after you’re born, but things have been a bit tight with what they call ‘the recession’ and Daddy hasn’t been working much, so I have to do what I can to help him out.
Actually, it’s been a really stressful time and I’ve been quite worried and then, on top of the worry, I’ve been worried about what being worried is doing to you. Sounds rough, doesn’t it? But it’s okay. We’ll be fine. And you’ve been so spoiled by the people in this world that love you, even before you’re born. Mama’s been so amazingly touched by friends who’ve come through for you at a time when I was feeling really low.
The love from people around us has been amazing, and while we’ve really not needed much to prepare for your arrival, we’ve been so blessed by the things we have been given.
As for preparations, we’ve slowly but surely been getting on top of things. We’ve done a trial run on the birth pool, and I’ve been drinking the right tea and taking evening primrose oil capsules. I’ve been doing my kegels and we’ve washed the clothes you’ll need for the first while. We’ve acquired a Moses basket for your day time naps, and I’ve started making some extra meals to put in the freezer. I seem to be getting on top of the things we need to prepare for your arrival. Slowly, but surely.
What I am not on top of is the house stuff… the tidying, the cleaning, the constant picking up and the suddenly endless amount of laundry – I blame winter. We have to wear so many more clothes in this horrible cold weather.
I don’t know if I mentioned this before, but you were transverse for ages, and on New Year’s Eve you turned, just suddenly. You seem to be head down now, which is great, and you’re moving a lot. Some days I’m pretty sure you’re on the right side, and other days you’re most definitely on the left. In fact, I’m often lopsided. It’s a great look.
Oh – and my belly button finally popped out at 37 weeks. Just thought I’d make a note of the – it’s rather momentous.
I feel like there’s so much I have to say to you, yet sitting here staring at this page, I can’t think of the right words.
I think you’re the perfect gift for our family. I think we’re so blessed to have you joining us. I can’t wait to count your little fingers and toes. I can’t wait to put your gorgeous newborn nappies on you. I’m terrified, too, of the changes, the new stresses, the new things I’m going to have to learn. Having a baby once was such a learning curve, it changed everything about me. And I realise that you’re a new person, and the knowledge I have gained in this journey of parenthood may be useful, but may also mean nothing. You may be totally different. You will be totally different. There’s no doubt about that. It excites me, and it terrifies me.
I love you Squidgy. I love you already. (Now I just need to start thinking of potential names for you!)