It’s been a year since my little Harrison arrived in this crazy world and what a fantastic year its been. It’s hard to remember life pre-Harrison now as I can't imagine what we did with all our free time. All that time to clean, cook and most importantly drink. Now im sipping gin through a straw while im frying off chicken and sticking a load in the washing machine all at the same time, master of the multitask.
Over the last week we have been reminiscing about the tiny baby we once had while being reminded that those days are long gone while the monster is pulling every toy he owns out of the cupboard in the corner.
I remember being pregnant and making lists of everything we ‘needed’ from prams and cots right down to muslin cloths and nappy creams. Everything had to be just so for the new arrival. A week before he arrived we my mum had talked me into having a moses basket for downstairs as it was a major necessity at the time. Even though he had a cot, a crib, a poddle pod and a little swinging chair to sleep in. Harrison would of slept on the floor if I let him so why the panic buying for something so tiny who lets be honest as long as he had milk wasn’t really bothered.
I can’t believe the love one not so little 8.15lbs bag of gorgeousness can bring to the whole family. Not just Gareth and I but all the grand parents and great grand parents and even cousins. Harrison is the first baby in a long time so he is seriously loved from them all and with that seriously spoilt.
The things that have happened in a year has come as a bit of a shock in a strange way because I expected a helpless little one for a while longer. I thought he would need me a bit more than he has. He’s always been quite a strong baby and with that strong willed. At 5 months he was happy to hold his own bottle and sit up with a cushion behind him. He obviously still needs me around but I just imagined my first year with a baby to be very different. What I actually imagined was a tiny baby in a babygrow sleeping in a moses basket while I caught up on the latest episodes of Game of Thrones, which only happened for the first few months rather than the year I was hoping for. My days are so flat out and busy and hectic keeping Harrison entertained and happy.
It’s a million times better than I’d ever imagined.
The things that have happened in a year has come as a bit of a shock in a strange way because I expected a helpless little one for a while longer. I thought he would need me a bit more than he has. He’s always been quite a strong baby and with that strong willed. At 5 months he was happy to hold his own bottle and sit up with a cushion behind him. He obviously still needs me around but I just imagined my first year with a baby to be very different. What I actually imagined was a tiny baby in a babygrow sleeping in a moses basket while I caught up on the latest episodes of Game of Thrones, which only happened for the first few months rather than the year I was hoping for. My days are so flat out and busy and hectic keeping Harrison entertained and happy.
It’s a million times better than I’d ever imagined.