Just the 2 Of Us #2

Quality time with my princess

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Just before 8am the princess and I rocked up to a retail carpark near to home.  The aim was to go and sit together whilst she enjoyed a McDonald’s breakfast.  As we arrived and I caught a glimpse of ‘Frankie & Benny’s’ I remembered they do breakfasts and how much nicer it would be for us to take up a booth and have a good old girlie quality time.  We trekked across the car park to discover they open at 9.  Oh well, ‘another week’ I said, ‘back to Mcdonald’s.’

I’m trying to eat better at the moment so having this one on one time in exciting places for the children is a challenge.  It would be very easy to use it as an excuse to join them in the treat, but I desperately need to shift the ever climbing weight since I had Eden, so I have a bagel with Philadelphia, and Shayla chooses pancakes.

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As we sit I realise, it has been a long time since Shayla and I had this quality time just to chat together on our own.  We used to have it often before I was pregnant with Eden, when Isis was at school on a Friday, but not for the last year.

I asked her if she’s excited to start school, she tells me she’s excited to spend her days colouring and playing with dolls.  She’s had a couple of trial days, so I guess that’s about right, but I had forgotten how much more chilled reception class is.  I ask her if she thinks she’ll enjoy learning to read better, ‘yes’ came the response followed by a tale of how if Isis reads a page to her she can repeat it back, I guess to her, at the moment, that’s reading.  I ask if she thinks she’ll be good at Maths, the response is, ‘I think that I’ll be very, very good at maths.’  This is a very enthusiastic response considering Isis hates Maths, it’s her worst subject, even though she’s above where she should be for her age, she lets us know how much she hates it often.  I inquired ‘wow really? why do you think you’ll be good at Maths Shayla?’, ‘because I’m good at colouring,’ she replied.  I cannot argue with that logic.  ‘You’re probably right,’ I tell her.

We then got onto the subject of her birthday that is coming up the week after she starts school.  She has always had small parties at home, this year, with it being her first birthday at school, I have told her we can do it elsewhere so that she can invite all her class.

isn't she cute?
isn’t she cute?

Shayla has not wavered all year since her last party, she wants a pirates and princesses party again, this year though she wants the theme to be Disney princesses, she has told me she will be Cinderella, Isis will be Aurora and I will be Ariel because I have red hair.  She has permitted me to wear whatever I want though because I will look like a princess anyway (definitely her Father’s daughter, with those cringeworthy remarks) – bless.

It was nice just being together, we had some shopping to do once we finished our breakfast so off to Waitrose (just across the carpark) we went.

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she’s excited to get mini cupcakes, can you tell?

We had some bits to get, and spent quite a bit of time admiring the pretty cupcakes at the bakery and in the party cake aisle.  This sparked further discussion about plans for her party.  She is really excited to be a part of the decision making processes now she’s older and we will be trawling through pinterest together at some point soon to start deciding on decorations, and food ideas etc.

Shayla was a big fan of these 'Fiona Cairns' cupcakes
Shayla was a big fan of these ‘Fiona Cairns’ cupcakes

I’m looking forward to planning Shayla’s 5th birthday, we have provisionally saved the date by sending out facebook invites after our conversation today.  We will probably be posting our ideas, and creations as we go along.

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The Ordinary Moments #2 {Bath Time}

Our little monkey prince absolutely loves bath time, he always has. I’ve been going back through my pregnancy journal and baby journal for ‘The Baby Diaries‘ and saw that he even loved his first bath which was in the hospital once he’s finally had all his canula’s and tubes taken out. Most babies aren’t so keen for their first bath, or subsequent baths but he ALWAYS loved them.

bathing in the sink at Butlins 2 and a half weeks old
bathing in the sink at Butlins 2 and a half weeks old

In our old home we didn’t have a bath, so I would shower Judah with me, even from being tiny. Due to my bad pregnancies, torn tummy muscles, bad back etc. I would struggle with filling and lifting the baby bath and then bending over to bath Judah so he would often join me in the shower where I would hold him close to me, clean him up and pass him to Daddy who’d be waiting with a towel so I could then wash my hair & body.

When we would go to my Mum’s house (Nana’s) he loved her big corner bath. We have many photos over the last 2 years of him enjoying a bath at Nana’s.

in Nana's big bath
in Nana’s big bath

In our new home we of course have a bath (after going through 2 pregnancies without one, I made sure it was a non-negotiable when we moved). I NEVER get to have a bath without Judah jumping in, James says I should lock the door then he won’t be able to get in, but he loves them so much, I usually just let him in. I think maybe this is because I know very soon it won’t be appropriate for him to be in the bath with me as he’s getting older. One of his favourite things to do is play ‘row row row your boat’ whilst in the bath. Also, to fill up his rubber ducks and use them as a water pistol, spraying me with water. This makes him laugh hysterically, and I managed to capture some photos this week.

shooting Daddy with his rubber ducky
shooting Daddy with his rubber ducky

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Daddy had the shower screen for protection
Daddy had the shower screen for protection

The pure joy on his face brings me so much happiness and I will miss these ordinary moments in the not too distant future. Savouring them whilst I can.