A Summer of Fun!

Already, the summer of 2017 seems a distant memory as we are hurtling towards Autumn.  It seemed like that the summer break passed by in the blink of an eye, and here I am back at work with a thud of reality. It’s been a while since I’ve written a post about what we’ve been up to, but we have been busy bees having lots of adventures and making memories.

Finishing Work: This summer saw me leaving a job I’d been in for five years, my longest serving teaching post to date. It was most definitely the end of era (well for me anyway) leaving what I’d known for five years and my comfort zone. Whilst I am incredibly sad not to be working with some truly great friends anymore, I am excited about my new prospects: working in a more part time role and being able to spend some more days at home with H and L. We are still adjusting to our new routine, which I’m sure will be sorted by the end of the week.  I see smile every time I walk upstairs and see my beautiful leaving gift has taken up pride of place at the top of my stairs where I can see it everyday.


Our Spanish Holiday: I am lucky enough to work in an independent school, with this it brings an earlier finish for summer. Because of this, we were able to go to Spain before the main state school holidays had started. So on July 8th, we flew to Barcelona for our holiday on the outskirts of Girona with 10 of our friends and their families (4 children in total). The villa was set in beautiful grounds atop a hillside with gorgeous views of the Spanish countryside. It took us a few days to get H’s courage up and get him in the pool (he wouldn’t go in the pool at all on our holiday in 2016!), after the first success it was difficult to get him out! My favourite day by far was our day at the beach. H absolutely loved it (although I’m not sure the Spanish tourists approved of his naked bum!), L needed a touch more convincing on the sea front but still a very enjoyable day by all!


What I’ve been reading: I tried to read a few books over the summer. Gone are the days when I could read for hours on end I the summer, with a 3 and 1 year chomping at my heels, it’s rare I get my book out before bedtime. We were lucky enough to have a cheeky weekend away without the children (courtesy of my parents) and I managed to read a book over the weekend inbetween sightseeing around Knaresborough (see review here). But, here is my list of summer reads:

1. Jojo Moyes – The One Plus One

2. Sylvia Day – One With You

3. Milly Johnson – The Queen of Wishful Thinking

4. Lucie Wheeler – The First Time Mums Club

5. Milly Johnson – Sunshine Over Wildflower Cottage [currently reading, and enjoying]

Decorating: this summer has seen a decorating mission!! The house has been in dire need of some updating as it’s virtually not been touched since before H was born, if at all. I had a weeks grace of paid nursery care for both H and L, so I worked like a trojan for 3.5 days to sort the hallway, and paint the front door and garage.  I can safely say I won’t be in a hurry to paint the bannister again!! After a few weeks off, I set to work in the kitchen. This time I didn’t have the luxury of childcare, so it was an evening job.  Each wall required three coats (I know!), I repainted the Welsh dresser and half moon table too.  We also bought new dining chairs as our old ones were disintegrated.  Its now almost finished, I just need to get my custom made pallet wood shelf up and paint the skirting boards and it will be done.  I am so so pleased with how its turned out and absolutely love it! Next on the list is Lily’s bedroom which will be October half terms job.


Memories:  There have been many memories made and such wonderful times with the children this summer, and I still can’t believe its all come to an end, although I do love some puddle jumping and leaf kicking, so I will be welcoming Autumn with open arms (one of my favourite seasons).  Highlights of the summer memories have to be: splashing in the pool and at the beach in Spain, our childfree weekend, lazy mornings, baking, seeing family, the village produce show, the zoo, and many more.

The next few weeks see quite a hectic social calendar for the children, and my little L turns two. More on that in a few weeks.

How are you three?

Wow, I still can’t believe three years have passed since the day we met you.  It seems to have gone by in a flash.  On the one hand, I fondly remember all our adventures over the past three years; and on the other hand, I recoil in horror at how much time seems to have passed by in the blink of an eye. 


I remember everything about my labour and delivery with you like it was yesterday. The excitement on my due date at already being 2cm dilated, the anticipation of when the real labour would start, the drive to hospital, my dispair at how long it took, my first words when you came out (don’t ask), the exhaustion, being re-admitted to hospital with a case of jaundice, and finally coming home and enjoying my maternity leave.  I have taken great joy in sleepy cuddles (I still do!), laughed at being sprayed with wee, projectile poo on the walls, long summer walks with Reggie and our first family holiday as a three to France, your first steps, your baby sister coming along and how affectionate you are with her (although sometimes a bully!), our first holiday to Centre Parcs as a four, the bout of chicken pox you caught on your second birthday, learning to talk, your gorgeous smile, your endless independence and potty training.  It seems crazy that you are now three!

I seem to have a little boy now, rather than a baby boy.  Your speech has exploded in the 6 months and you are such a little chatter box, sometimes I can’t shut you up.  You have such a mischievous grin and do the funniest things, I can’t help but giggle at everything you do.  You’re so inquisitive and are constantly asking questions. 

I feel like we’ve jumped into boyhood these past few months, we have recently moved from nappies to ‘big boy’ pants. This has made you seem so grown up now you are independently taking yourself of to the toilet. Earlier in the year we dropped the nap, it took me a while to come to terms with it as it means the days are so full on with you and your sister. You still can’t manage the day without a wee catnap though, so we settle for a rest together in the afternoon whilst L sleeps and you often nod off on the sofa whilst watching your favourite tv show of the moment: Blaze and the Monster Machines or The Krats. I love looking at you sleep, you look so adorable and I feel like I can cling onto some of the baby years. It’s one of my secret nightly pleasures, sneaking a quick kiss and stroking head every night before bed. 

You’re starting to need me less and less, but I still love our nightly cuddles and stories, and our snuggles and tv at weekends.  Despite the lovely snuggles and cuddles, you can still test my patience; mealtimes are the worst. At home, you don’t have a vastly varied diet as I tend to just give you what I know you’ll eat. It’s taken me a long time to come to terms with your fussiness, and the mantra ‘he’ll eat when he’s hungry’. 

With turning three comes the inevitable ‘threenager’ problems although these tantrums feel like they’ve been around for a good few months. You’re getting into the swing of having meltdowns over nothing, but generally you just whine about not getting your own way. There are constant squabbles between you and your sister not wanting to share which can get me down, but then it all gets washed away when you play so angelically together.  We’ve become accustomed with the naughty spot and naughty step recently, you don’t like it and I hate putting you on it, but for now it is working. 

Now you’re three, we enter your pre-school year in September, yes PRE-SCHOOL! The thought of you starting school next September fills me with horror. I can’t believe it’s happening NEXT YEAR! How has it happened so quickly. We are currently in the process of organising some sessions at our village pre school with all his friends. I’m excited for him to start attending pre school with his future school friends but also terrified at the thought it. Will he settle well? Will he enjoy it? Will he be upset when I leave him? Although I’m sure he’ll be fine as he’s a confident, independent little boy. 

All the days when you feel sad you’re not doing a good enough job. I then lie back at night and think about how beautfiul you are, how well mannered you are, how imaginative you are beginning to be when playing, how well you mix at nursery with your peers. I can relax a little and stop worrying about doing a bad job and whether you watch too much tv, aren’t interacting enough with your sister, not doing enough craft activities or educational learning. Well we’ve made it to theee unscathed. Hopefully the next year will slow down and we can enjoy yet more family adventures! 

For his birthday this year, we had a joint party with one his friends and Nanna and Grandad came over this weekend and we went to the beach, the farm and did some gardening. I real treat of a weekend. Building sand castles, rock pooling, paddling, fish and chips, tractor rides, picnics, play parks, piglet racing, animal feeding, scootering and digging. It went by in a flash but lots of memories made. 

Happy birthday my sweet little H. Keep being you and fly x x x