Well, I’m not really sure where to start with this post to be honest, it’s been a while. So long in fact that I just opened my Wetherspoons app instead of my WordPress app as I’d forgotten which ‘W’ was which. Maybe first I’ll explain the absence? It’s not anything big or dramatic by the way, truth be told the first few weeks of pregnancy had me unable to function very well as a human being so blogging wasn’t top of the priority list, getting through a meal without vomiting was definitely placing higher. Then December hit and the Christmas fog descended which also left very little time for writing anything publishable. Next thing you realise it’s ‘new year, new me’ time and you still haven’t written anything for months and then it starts to become a thing- what am going to write about as too much has happened or changed. And then you finally get an hour as the big kid is at nursery, the little one is having a nap (even after a ‘no no’ nap tantrum on the floor before he realised mummy was right and he was tired!), the husband has been put to work in the garden and the cat has pinned you down for a cuddle and you realise it’s now or never.

So, what’s changed? Well apart from the obvious- I’m growing the third and final baby- not much really. As I said it’s not been the easiest pregnancy (I think my body is confirming to my brain- this has to be it), I don’t want to complain too much as there are a lot worse symptoms than ongoing nausea, it did however have quite a knock on Henry’s studying at the tail end of last year as he was picking up all my slack, including working a few of my shifts! So, yes, he his still studying, but he is close to finishing- which is a good thing as he’s so ready for the next chapter in his career.

The kids are exactly as you’d imagine 2 feral toddlers to be. Polly is carrying on in becoming a fearless independent little monkey who makes us laugh every day (and cry sometimes too!). We’ve just applied for her school place which makes her suddenly seem like she’s 18 and getting ready to leave home, she’s also so excited for another sibling and has requested a sister called Jesus.

Seb is now starting to find his voice, this ranges from the delightful high pitched shriek in Tesco that Polly has taught him to him following me while I hold a packet of crisps saying ‘share share share’ to him declaring ‘peppa ig’ followed by a snort when Henry flicked YouTube on last night.

They’ve also developed a new favourite activity- singing and dancing to music videos courtesy of YouTube, the favourite being George Ezra ‘Shotgun’. placeholder://

I’m not really sure what else to write as this feels a bit like a catch up summary paving the way for more regular blogging starting again soon. We are of course in a new decade now as well as a new year so I know a lot of people have done a lot of reflecting on how much has changed for them in 10 years. 10 years is a long time and our lives are fairly unrecognisable from the start of the decade. Life also tried to finish our decade with a typical bitch slap just before Christmas, however we aren’t the same people as the young naive couple of 2010 who might have let it break us. Instead we are a bit more experienced, a bit more hardened and we’ve learnt enough hard lessons to say this in response to life’s bitch slaps- “fuck you”. I won’t be harping on about these things for long though as we’ve got a life to be living and that’s what I’m going to go and do as I’ve realised that’s the best way of voicing that “fuck you”. So here’s to a new decade- let’s see what adventures this one brings!