Sunday, July 29

Happy Birthday Blod

My furry baby turned two years old today. Two of her favourite things are tuna and cheese, so a made her a special birthday tuna melt for her tea. With two of Lidl's finest Brockwurst as 'candles'. Voila...



Blee.

And here's an action shot.



Happy Birthday, you lovely stinky hound.

Zen Habits

Mr Meep has recently introduced me to this amazing blog.

After reading this post, I am convinced that Mr Zen Habits and I were seperated at birth.

Have a browse and have a zen-filled day.

Wednesday, July 25

Fun for under a fiver

Since I gave up my quite well-paid job to become a part-time worker and part-time freelancer, there are not a lot of pennies in my purse. This is fine, as money isn't my thing and I'd swap my days of office-free freedom for all the cash in the world.

Pennies are even more scarce now I'm on maternity leave, surviving on the very generous £114 per week that the government thinks I can live on (this doesn't even cover my mortgage).

Anyway, having less money has made us a lot more creative in our leisure time. And as a result, we have much more fun. This Sunday was the perfect day. Here's how it went:

  • It's raining. Again. Feel a bit fed up and in need of cheering up/comfort food. Forage in the fridge and cupboards and - in a Ready, Steady, Cook stylee - manage to make up a new type of cake out of what I found (chocolate and chestnut brownies - all eaten within three days so I guess they were nice). Cost: £0.
  • Get in the car, drive to the beach. Cost: a few squid for petrol.
  • Walk along the beach, throwing a ball for the dog and watching her silly, happy, hairy face as she pants with knackered delight. Cost: £0.
  • Stop and sit on a rock to share a bottle of beer (brought from the fridge) and devour a couple of the improvised brownies. Cost: £0.
  • Walk back, stop off at the chippie for a bag of chips and two bread rolls. Cost: £2.20
  • Sit looking out to sea while munching the chip butties (enhanced by the ketchup we keep in the car for such occasions). Cost: £0.
  • Go home. Listen to CDs. Read. Cwtch up with husband, baby, dog and cat. Cost: £0.

    Janet and Luther were right. The best things in life really are free. Well, quite cheap anyway.
  • Monday, July 16

    7 weeks



    At seven weeks old, I thought it was about time to introduce Gwen to some fruit. Here she is. With a banana.

    Sir Jamie of Oliver would be proud.*

    So I've got through the first few weeks relatively unscathed and not too tired. Here are some things I've learnt.

  • Breastfeeding is hard and can hurt and sometimes you can spend all day long doing it.
  • After the birth, you get hideous after-pains, like labour all over again.
  • You might also get night sweats, which make you think you are about to die.
  • If you go to M&S with a newborn baby, you will never leave as every old lady will want to talk to you. Aw.
  • Prams are rubbish - slings are much better.

    Anyway, I'm slowly returning to normal after the shock of having a baby to look after. I've managed to read a book, go out without her (THREE times - bad mummy!), cooked a meal for six, made a batch of cookies, do a freelance job and even had a day out at the beach.

    Miss Meep is back, back, back.

    *If the NSPCC are reading, I wasn't trying to actually feed it to her. It was just for observation.