Tuesday 26 October 2010

Mummy can i go to the toilet?

Lincoln amazed me today. Since when did society demand that we all grow up in the fastest possible time?

Linc is 15 months. And wanting to potty train. Eh? but no hang on, my mum (aka Dot) told me that he would probably be about 2 and a half before needing/wanting to be potty trained.

But not this forward thinking baby. He used to tell us when he had "gone". Today, he gestured and held his nappy as if to say, I'm gonna go in a minute and don't leave me in it a minute longer than I need to be!

So DH took Lincoln upstairs to change his nappy as we both thought he would have gone already. Instead, he gestured towards the bathroom and the toilet! Clever baby. If anyone asks you, Mummy taught you.

DH sat him on the toilet, L thought it was far too cold for all that malarkey and got stage fright. But then we found an "attempt" on the way back to the changing table!

Here mummy goes looking for a potty for my genius 15 month old baby who knows what he should do already.

But he is still a baby.

And mummy is so proud of you!

Sunday 24 October 2010

Where abouts do you live?

If I had a pound for the amount of times I have been asked this question especially over the past 2 days, I would be able to buy.... a pair of jeans. Ok, the expensive kind, not like a £12 pair from Asda more like some Se7en For All Mankind. Always wanted some of those....

DH?

Ok focus.

Anyway, I talked and networked with that many people during the 2 day North Wales Baby Show in Llandudno I seriously can't move. My Stomach has reminded me I have some muscles unused. Thanks body of mine. I can run and run and pump quite heavy weights in the gym but standing for 2 days and talking to people? and i'm not just talking a bit achy...

I am full on.

feeling like.

I'm going through.

a 2. Day. Hangover.

hmmmm.... might be feeling my age today. Which incidentally is 21 (+10). And seriously feels like I was partying, dancing, drinking and stumbling on cobbles. Yes shut up I have done all 3 copious amounts of times with proof (photos). Not for the last 8 years though. I told you I was not a spring chicken.

But the highlight of the Baby Show was seeing all the PG mummies and tiny tiny newborn babies. How dare they... making me broody and wanting seventybillion more babies. I posted on fb that I REALLY wanted a Stokke Pram for my next baby after seeing 3 gorgeous ones at the show and that was it. Messages flooded my inbox -

"OMG - are you Pregnant! Congrats! xx"

erm... I bloody WISH! nope I am bloody not. booo! :o( and can't til the business takes off. major boo. Had to quash that rumour.

Still want the Pram though. You know, for future use. :-D

Top and bottom of it....

- I am shattered

- I want a Stokke Pram

- I want seventybillion babies

- I talked to seventybillion mummies. All lovely.

- I over booked some classes. (oops)

- I blogged! (for the 3rd total time).

Lots of Love and Jelly Tots
Mary
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