My uncle Daniel

Today is my uncle Daniel's birthday. I never got to meet him but from what I've heard he was pretty cool. 

Mam-mam says if you were here you would have loved me, well obviously, I mean who wouldn't? 
She says you would thought me all sorts of naughty things to do to annoy her, like hiding the remote control, playing music reaaaaaaal loud (I do play my tambourine and xylophone pretty loud), and only eating chicken fillets and eggs, nothing else. 
I don't think I need anyone to teach me how to cause mischief but it sure as heck would have been nice to have a side kick. 



Apparently you loved dinosaurs!? I can see why! Rawwwwr! and you would have let me watch Jurassic Park 4586306 times in a row, without a break. AWESOME. 

We have lots of pictures of you around the house, your my hair and dimple twin! #Twinningiswinning 

Happy Birthday Sneactha Ban, I gave your picture and extra slobbery kiss today and I promise I'll try to not eat the flowers we bought for your grave! 

xxx

OK...maybe just one...

Not Sleeping

Last night* Lyla went to bed at 6.45. Slept until midnight, I put her soother back in, she drifted off, I got back into bed.
12.05am, awake again, soother again, put her onto her side - back asleep.

12.20am, moved herself horizontally in the cot so her head was hitting off the bumper, move her back to the centre of the cot, soother in, onto her side, and back to bed I go.

12.35am, just awake, no reason, give her a cuddle, she falls asleep in my arms, put her back in. As soon as I leave she wakes again. Repeat x 3.

1am, I get in to the bed in her room with her. She spends twenty mins pinching me and singing.

1.20 am, Jamie comes in to try and get her asleep. I go back to bed.

1.35 am, she's still wide awake, I make her a bottle, Jamie goes back to bed. Drinks the full bottle, falls asleep in my arms. Successful transfer to cot. I go back to bed.

2.10 am. Awake again, doesn't want soother, doesn't want a cuddle. Jamie makes another bottle I change her nappy. Drinks full bottle, falls asleep, unsuccessful transfer to cot. Rock her for 10 mins, falls back asleep, successful transfer to cot. Back to bed at 2.35.

6am. Awake for the day.

Mama is tired. 

Thankfully I've nothing to do today except keep the baby alive. Anyone trying to speak to me would most likely be met with a vacant expression and answered with a bleary 'huh?!'. 
I had planned to write a big post on how this lack of sleep effects me but my mind is taking way too long to process thoughts and I would have to keep googling phrases to make sure they were real proper English. I'm not even sure that last sentence was real, proper English?

Anyway, I'm off for a Peppa Pig marathon, not because Lyla loves it but because that's pretty much all the mental stimulation I can handle right about now.

ZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

*I wrote this yesterday, last night she only woke once. #topoftheworldtopoftheworldtopoftheworld
(the hashtag is for any 90s r'n'b lovers).....(Brandy ft. Mase)

Dun Laoghaire

New York, Istanbul, Barcelona, Paris.... Every year Jamie and I go on 2-3 holidays. (I know, we love ourselves)

One big holiday , one city break and a weekend or two in London.

This year, for our city break, we packed our overnight bags, shipped Lyla off to her Nana's and jumped on the 46a to the glam coastal town of Dun Loaghaire, for a one night stay in the Royal Marine Hotel. 

We don't leave Lyla overnight very often and when we do we usually just catch up on much needed sleep. So we vowed to make the most of our baby free time and spent our 24-hours drinking wine, eating out, chilling in the spa and talking about non baby related things.

The Royal Marine Hotel is gorgeous,with old winding stair cases, chandeliers, and breathtaking views of the coast. We stayed in the new part of the hotel in a room with sea view. The bed was big and comfy, the spa in the hotel was dark and relaxing, the weather was perfect for a pier walk and best of all, the new Wetherspoon's was a two minute walk from the hotel. ;) 

 

There is no point to this post, other than it was nice to get away from being a mum for a night.

xx

Week 39

Mam-Mam. One word (or two) with so much power.

Cooking, cleaning, tidying, washing, showering, dressing, walking, talking, sleeping.
No matter what my Mom is doing, all I have to say is "Mam-mam" and she drops everything to come to me. Sometimes she doesn't hear me so I do a little cry and "maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-mam, mammamamamamam" and she's there, arms open ready for a cuddle. The sucker.

Working hard on getting my dad in on this. I already have him wrapped about my little finger but I know as soon as I master 'Dada' he will melt.
It's a bit of a work in progress. Currently, best I can do is "Heh-Dada"....but I'm getting pretty close.

This communicating stuff is such a LOL. When someone walks into the room, or even just for LOLs every so often, I wave and say 'HIYA' and they all gush about how cute I am.


It's just too easy!

p.s. LOVE my selfie stick.

Valentines day

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I wouldn't normally be one for valentines day, but this year I have double the love, and I've become quite soppy (and sappy - great word) since becoming a mum.
Jamie is working today so I'll be spending the day with my best girl, then spending tomorrow and Monday with him. Three days of hugs and snuggles.
Whoever you are and whatever your doing I hope you have a heart felt day filled with hugs from loved ones, smiles from strangers and peace from within. 

Happy Valentines
x

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