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Baby troubles

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If you have been following my blog for the past few months, you know by now that it hasn’t been an easy ride for me, having a baby. Not the first time with Emma, not the second time around with Georgie. We have dealt with stomach troubles with both. Diagnosed with reflux, they both struggled for the first three months to sleep for stretches longer than 45 minutes to an hour, cried uncontrollably at times and required me to enroll help, with my mum moving in with us both times for months on end… So you can imagine that I treasure peace and I seek to keep my babies as comfortable as I possibly can. I have convinced the doctors this time too to put George on special milk, in case he suffers from food intolerance. I go to bed ridiculously early, to ensure the baby gets the rest he desperately needs. I have no social life whatsoever at the moment because my kids are my priority. But there are things that enrage me as …

Living Arrows – 16/52

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It has been ages I linked to the Living Arrows. Actually, it has been ages since I wrote anything decent on my blog. So, here is a rusty attempt at it! Emma, since I last wrote about you, you settled a good deal! It helped that you stopped going to the childminder, it was explained to me by experts that you were feeling kicked out of your own house by your little brother, I am sure that didn’t feel very nice!Daddy and I made conscious efforts to spend time with you alone, so that you feel reassured of our love. Here is us having coffee in Belfast, while Bica minded Georgie at home: You are happy enough to play on your own once you get home from playgroup and your Bica is constantly in awe of your games and the richness of your imagination and play! These last couple of weeks you were home, as you had your holidays, and she was able to enjoy seeing you around, being part of your coffee shop “clientele” …

Belated International Women’s Day Post

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Yeah, I know, it’s old news but I didn’t have a chance to write it on Saturday. Actually, I didn’t have a chance to do much this last week since baby’s pills seemed to make him a bit worse, with awake times round the clock and hubby was away since last Monday, coming back only today! I know there was a prompt from BritMums to write a post on International Women’s Day and I had the link up waiting for me all week and time to think about this post. So hear me out on this one: although there are plenty of women in history who did things worthy of awe admiration and inspiration, I think Women’s Day should be about all the women out there who stick it out through thick and thin, day in and day out. Baby fog, childhood illnesses, toddler tantrums, growing pains, teenage angst and then, all over again, baby days with grandchildren, like my mum is doing at the moment. I admire you all, mummies out there, you, who …

Word of the week:pills

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I am not a believer in Yin and Yang. But I do believe in balance. This week has all been about re-establishing balance in our lives. I went to see the GP and got pills for my PND. It is a bit scary as I haven’t been on them the first time I had it and I have this question at the back of my mind if I could cope without them. But the thing is that these past weeks I haven’t been coping very well and anything that could help should be given a chance. Then, yesterday, I spent all day between GPs and hospital children wards trying to get reflux pills for Georgie. We did in the end. Which felt like a great victory after three weeks of hassle and unsuccessful attempts at getting treatment for him. Again, these are the pills that worked for his sister and I truly hope they will work for him too. We will not know for another two weeks, the doctor said, that’s about how long it …

Living Arrows-8/52

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I know that this project is a photography one and the pics I post are not top quality. But the reason I try and join when I can is because I am trying to create memories of these blurry days, which I didn’t do when Emma was a baby. And in consequence, most things I have forgotten already… Lovely Emma, this week you have had yet another change to accept in your life. Your Bica came to stay with us for a while and she has taken the lower bunk bed. You were happy to see her but because you don’t really speak Romanian (my blooming fault), the novelty wore off quickly and now you need to be explained why she needs to stay with us for a while. “To help mummy look better after you and George”, I tell you. Still, you find it hard, all the changes, all the new people and this weekend you came up with a blinking brilliant plan to get my attention: you “developed” a blinking tic, just when …