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First day back at work

Yesterday – Tuesday, 2 January 2018 – was my first day back at work. After thirteen months away. It was both difficult and easy; sad and happy; challenging and liberating. To say I had mixed emotions is an understatement.

As the day drew nearer, I began to get very nervous about an array of things. Mostly, the thought of leaving my little man for entire days at a time (even though he’s being minded by his grandparents, rather than going to daycare); but, also, returning to a much-changed work environment, as well as wondering how I’d manage to fit everything I have to do into even less time. The list goes on, and you can read the rest in my post 10 reasons why I’m nervous about returning to work.

That morning, I woke a few minutes before my 5:45am alarm. I’d gone to bed as early as humanly possible (11pm, after getting as much ready as I could, to avoid rushing around in the morning), and we’d both fallen asleep again after J’s 1am comfort (boob) feed (for teething). I snoozed the alarm a couple of times, then breastfed him properly. He soon fell asleep again; I put him back in his cot, and started to get ready. I’d washed my hair the night before, so I showered and styled it with my “drying and straightening brush”, and put on a new dress.

‘Twas the night before … my son’s first Christmas!

I was so excited leading up to Christmas this year. My son was born in February, so this was his first Christmas. In my family, we celebrate on Christmas Eve with a turkey dinner that my mum cooks, followed by various activities (depending on who is in attendance that year), until it’s finally present time at midnight.

Present time was always earlier when young kids were there – there’d been three child eras that I’d been a part of, mine and my brothers’s, my younger cousins’, and my cousin’s children’s. Due to a falling out, the latter era didn’t last very long; as such, it’s been quite a while since we had any kids in the house on Christmas. My little man is the first grandchild on both sides, and the first baby in my family in ten years or so. It was bound to be special, and he got spoiled with lots of toys and clothes.

As this would be the first time we didn’t spend Christmas together, J’s daddy and I gave him his own little Christmas on the 23rd. He absolutely loved his baby tricycle, and has ridden it many times every day since.

10 things that make my baby laugh

There’s nothing so heartwarming as seeing your baby delight in the littlest (and, often, silliest!) of things. Their commitment to laughing at these things – not to mention the true amazement in their faces as, little by little, they begin to comprehend the world around them – is enough to lift anyone up when they’re down in the dumps. Here are ten things that make my baby laugh!

1. ‘Hello, poopy!’!

After I have changed his nappy, I leave J in the playpen in his room, so I can go and dispose of said nappy and wash my hands. When I return, I hover outside the door until he notices me and looks up cheekily from whatever mischief he’s attempting. ‘Hello, poopy!’, I say to my little poop machine. And he giggles (he knows he’s the “poopy”).

Guest series: Disney Delights #2 – A Disney monorail ride down Memory (E. L.) Lane (E. L. Lane Writer)

This week, we hear from E. L. Lane, sharing various memories of Disney World, and what they mean to her and her family. I loved her post when I first read it, and am grateful that she decided to share these special moments on my blog.

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Hi all! I’m E. L. Lane, and I was born and raised in Miami, Florida. Only a four-hour drive from Orlando, Florida, it is home to the most magical place on earth: Walt Disney World.

I went to Walt Disney World countless times as a kid, and created many childhood memories in these parks that will last me a lifetime. Come along with me on a short monorail ride down memory lane.

‘Please stand clear of the doors. Por favor manténganse alejado de las puertas.

Next stop: E. L. Lane’s childhood memories of Walt Disney World

Guest series: Disney Delights #1 – A diamond in the rough

Know this. Only one may enter here. One whose worth lies far within. A diamond in the rough.
— Cave of Wonders, Aladdin

Like so many things, it is not what is outside, but what is inside that counts.
Merchant, Aladdin

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I love many of the Disney films. I’m yet to declare an absolute favourite, but Aladdin is definitely a contender. It has an interesting story, fun characters, great songs, doesn’t revolve around a princess (despite Jasmine being one of “the” Disney princesses), has an amazing colour scheme and score, and features Robin Williams (may he rest in peace). I love that Aladdin’s journey from rags to riches is underpinned by the lessons he learns about being true to oneself, and being honest with others. It’s a great lesson to learn, and a great one to share with my son. When he’s old enough, hopefully he will read further into the film’s dialogue than ‘Right here, direct from the lamp. Right here for your very much wish-fulfillment. Thank you.’.

Disney Delights: A guest series – Introduction

Now, think of the happiest things. It’s the same as having wings. — Peter Pan

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A big theme for Disney – the films and the parks – is that of happiness. “The Happiest Place on Earth”, “Where Dreams Come True”, and “The Most Magical Place on Earth” are some of the slogans Disney employs in their branding and advertising. For those of us who have visited one or more of the Disney theme parks, it is easy to understand and relate to these slogans. The rides, the designs, the cast, the stores, and even the waiting areas, are incredibly imaginative and painstakingly detailed, such that it is impossible to feel as though you are just in a theme park. You are in another world.

Blogtober 2017 | Day 12 – (The Look of)Love

“Love is patient; love is kind and envies no one. Love is never boastful, nor conceited, nor rude; never selfish, not quick to take offence. Love keeps no score of wrongs; does not gloat over another’s sins, but delights in the truth. There is nothing love cannot face; there is not limit to its faith, its hope, and its endurance. In a word, there are three things that last forever: faith, hope, and love; but the greatest of them all is love.” (1 Corinthians 13)

What is Love?

There are so many quotes about love out there, and most of them are about romantic love. But love is not just a romantic or sexual concept. Dictionary.com defines love as:

‘1. a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
2. a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.
3. sexual passion or desire.’

Loves takes many forms, and comes in varied strengths. Today, I want to take a look at the love between a mother and her child.

Blogtober 2017 | Day 4 – Date

The first thing I thought of for this prompt was the White Rabbit from Alice in Wonderland. You know … “I’m late, I’m late, for a very important date!”. These days, I seem to be late for pretty much everything. It’s remarkable when I manage to arrive somewhere on time … but it’s usually because I aim to leave much earlier than I really need to!

When the little man first came along, we soon discovered that it takes about half an hour longer to pack the car than it did before. It takes some time to get used to. After a while, I started pre-packing things the night before, when we needed to get somewhere we really couldn’t be late to. This has helped a lot, but sometimes we’re still late!

Blogtober 2017 | Day 2 – Babies

I had originally planned a post about intuition about your baby’s sex during pregnancy, but given today’s events, I thought I’d write about my baby instead. My poor little man somehow caught a gastro bug and hasn’t had a very nice day today. Yesterday, he didn’t seem to have much of an appetite for solids, but I put it down to him not being entirely sure about this lumpy food business (he’s just moved onto the 8 months food, which has smooth lumpy bits in it, from the pureed 6 months food). But today, he was irritable and sleepier than usual.

Things I’ve learnt about motherhood (so far)

The most important lesson I’ve learnt in my mothering journey so far, is that nothing is certain. Almost everything you think will happen (or not!) either happens differently or not at all. What do I mean by this? Perhaps these tips will paint a clearer picture …