Okey dokey, won’t try to explain the past 8 months in any great detail, except to say mostly I have been busy making sure this little man arrived OK.
Rowan, our new addition to the family, whose presence at the beginning of his journey wasn’t known to us! A whiff of cat-food leaving me feeling nauseous for 3 nights in a row, led us to buy the cheapest pregnancy test kit we could ( 2 for £1 - Bargain!) which had me peeing all over the show in the ladies loo of a Poppins cafe to find the test turned blue very quickly. Consulted the doc about a positive coming up so quick on a cheapie test kit when I really only could have been at most 5 weeks pregnant and there was a mention of twins!!! but no, turns out ‘lil Rowan had already been there 5 weeks (OMG) and with my waters breaking a month early (whole other post there about that and his birth and my week in hospital!) it all made for quite a short pregnancy.
Anyway… yes ‘lil Rowan, born 27th March weighing 5lbs 12oz, same as his big, big, big ’sis Natalie. Last weigh-in had him at 9lbs 2oz at 6 weeks - I have super-duper-breast milk!
So I’m sitting here now with him on my left shoulder trying frantically to master the art of typing as quickly as possible with one hand whilst trying not to loose my train of thought and aiming to spell at least 75% of words correctly without the need for the spelll check and wondering whether the bracelt I’m wearing to remind of which boob to use next is in fact on the right hand or have I lost the plot with it already?
….ooh, we’re not bankrupt anymore either. Yep that was another big bummer about last year, lost our business (2 paint your-own-pottery cafés) - nearly taking the house along with it! If there’s a petition about to stop all our local high streets turning into generic copies of each other, with small businesses no-longer-welcome to trade ‘cos of sky-high rents & rates and the snobby attitudes of Agents who don’t deal with the little man, trying to squash us like ants then I’ll sign….so much for another post…..
