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Baby Showers and Getting Back to the Blog


I bet you all thought I’d forgotten about this blog, didn’t you?

Well, sorry.

No such luck.

I’ve been meaning to post some pictures for ages but what with months of horrible morning sickness and life with a two year old, I’ve been a bit distracted.

In fact, I think the last time I actually posted something on here was way back in February.

Five months ago.

And now that I am six months pregnant with Josh’s little brother, it’s probably time I should get back to it. I’m sure all the family will like some photos of the new little man once he decides to make his arrival.

We just got back from a trip to California, which was amazing as always.

While we were there, my mom and aunt threw a baby shower for me, which was so lovely.

It was just perfect; lunch out overlooking the ocean, fun games and close family. So relaxed and enjoyable. I can’t thank them enough. And of course it means so much to me that this baby will have some new clothes and more importantly, photos for his baby book!

Here are just a few of the pictures from the shower.

Thank you all so much for coming out and for planning all of this. This baby sure is one lucky guy to have such an awesome group of women in his life!








Baby Book Themed Baby Shower


On Saturday, we had a baby shower for Tim’s sister.

Saturday also happened to be the hottest day of the year so far with temperatures hovering close to 90.

For other parts of the world, that may be typical summertime weather; but here in the UK, we just aren’t used to that kind of heat.

It was ridiculous.

The icing on the cake melted.

I didn’t even know that could happen.


It was still a delicious cake and turned out to be a wonderful baby shower.

We did a book themed baby shower where every guest brought along a book they enjoyed as a child.

I had made book plates for them to fill in and leave a message for baby.


Also as guests came in, they were asked to put their thumbprint on a picture, which hopefully will resemble Winnie the Pooh holding balloons. I’m hoping this can then be framed and hung up in baby’s nursery.


Both men and women were invited and we played some games like baby pictionary and had a BBQ going.


I had used several old children’s books to make bunting for the shower.

It felt a bit sacrilegious to be cutting up these books but I’m thinking maybe these could even hang in a child’s room after the shower.

Either way, they turned out very cute.


Guests were also invited to paint a baby onesie, which we hung up to dry on a clothesline outside.


I had bought several bags of them, ranging in sizes from newborn all the way to a year so they won’t all have to be worn at once.

I think everyone did such a great job on them and they all turned out so good.

Here is Tim’s.


Typical football.

And here is mine.


Typical American Dr. Seuss rip off.

But it really was a great shower with a great group of people.

Everyone left with bookmark favours and cookies.


Josh especially seemed to have a great time, though I suspect that had to do with being allowed to eat a cupcake.


The Pacific


I’ve been a bit down with all this rain and cold weather. The other day it was so cold you could see your breath. How is this still happening in June?

And while I would love to complain about this country and it’s miserable climate, I thought I should at least try and focus on something a bit more uplifting.

The beach.

I miss it.

I had a friend who once said that her happiness is proportional to her proximity to the ocean. I couldn’t agree more.

Except that here I am, on an island, literally surrounded by water (from both sky and sea), and it’s just not the same.

It’s not home.

So to reminisce a bit, I thought I’d put up a few pictures of Josh’s first trip to the beach. He was four months old and we had gone out to California for Christmas.

I was determined that the first time he set his eyes on an ocean, it would be the Pacific.

It has a special place in my heart and I am certain it will in Josh’s also.






Food Fights


I’m going to have, as Tim would say, a bit of a whinge.

In American terms, I’m going to complain.

This weekend, I went to a baby shower. My very first in England. And it might possibly be my last, as I probably won’t be receiving any more invites after my performance.

It was all very British. Very civil. Very quiet. Very polite.

Then I overheard one woman telling the others how she is “appalled” when she goes to the store and sees mothers dumping jars of baby food into their carts.

How dare these women feed their children jars of baby food (gasp!) when there is so much fresh produce available for them to make their own baby food.

Now I realise that people who know me will find this ironic because, I admit, I was one of those mothers. I spent hours steaming and pureeing, cooking and freezing all of Josh’s baby food. Nothing but the freshest produce for my baby. An irony which is not lost on me as Josh, from about 16 months, refused to eat any of my cooking, yet somehow manages to survive on fruit and peanut butter sandwiches.

But I digress.

This woman was criticising other women, other mothers, when she doesn’t even know the reason why they feed their children jars of baby food. Maybe they work. Maybe they have five other children to cook for. Maybe they’re going camping. Who knows.

But whatever their reason, in the grand scheme of things, does it really matter? Do we really have that little support and empathy towards one another as mothers, that we sit around criticising them for feeding their baby food from a jar?

She then continued on, telling how on her train commute, she sees a woman and her son. The boy is about three and every morning the woman gives him one of those packets of baby food. You know the kind. Ella’s organic something or other.

And every evening, she again sees the boy eating another packet on the way home.

I had enough at this point and said something.

I was just picturing the mother of this boy, probably stressed and tired after a day of working, which she does, by the way, to provide for her family, and giving him a snack. It’s not as if he never eats “real food” (which was the implication this woman at the shower was making). In fact, I’d be willing to bet good money that this little boy does not walk around all day, sucking down these packets like some astronaut.

And I can think of a lot worse things she could be feeding him.

It was a lot quieter at the party after I gave my opinion.

At least it means I’ll probably have more free weekends now.

One April to the Next


What a difference a year makes!

As it’s almost the end of April, I thought I would share one of my favourite pictures of Josh. It was taken in St James’s Park in London sometime during April last year.


There had been a streak of warm weather and we had gone to St James’s Park to have a picnic. Josh was only about 8 months old at the time and not able to walk on his own yet. He spent most of the time sitting on the grass and digging in the dirt.

I guess some things never change!

A few weeks ago, we had some warmer weather, the daffodils came out again, and I was able to take some pictures of Josh that reminded me of the one in St James’s Park.

Though now that he can walk, and more importantly, run away, he is sadly no longer as easy to photograph.

Still, I’ve enjoyed getting to see how he’s grown.

It’s going by so fast…





Baby Cards Keepsake


As I said before, I tend to hold onto various keepsakes saved from over the years, and never do anything with them. Prior to today, there were several bags filled with various cards from Josh’s baby shower and birth.


I had seen this project on Design Editor and thought it was adorable, practical and seemed easy enough to do. I finished Josh’s today and am really pleased with how it turned out.


I followed the tutorial on Design Editor and used some old cardboard for the ends, which I covered in animal scrapbook paper. I then made and printed a label for the cards which I glued onto the front cover.


I eventually ended up finding the binder rings at Ryman. I am continually amazed at how difficult it is to find things in England, whereas in America I’m sure I could find everything at Target. I’m still a bit annoyed as they only seem to sell 1 inch ones, whereas if I look at American websites, they have ones which are 3 inches and would accommodate far more cards. I’ll need to remember to buy some on the next trip to America.


I ended up covering the ends in contact paper (at Tim’s suggestion), then just used a hole punch and first did the ends and then the cards. It really didn’t take much time and I think it’s a great idea for keeping all the cards in one place. Well, a nicer place than in some ziploc bags anyways!


Josh even helped out with picking up the hole punches… one by one.



Hand Tracing


Well, Josh is asleep and Tim is engrossed in Top Gear, so that gives me some time to dive into some of these projects I have set aside…

I swear that I found this idea on Martha Stewart’s website but now of course have no idea where the actual page has gone. The closest one I can find to it seems to be here at Martha Stewart baby hand tracing

I have an image though saved on my phone from Martha Stewart which I’ll post below.

But yesterday we tried to get Josh to sit still long enough to trace his hand. It took a few tries but I think it turned out ok, if a bit oddly shaped in some places where he moved.

The idea is to go back every few months and retrace over the original print, probably in a different colour, to show the change. It’s a cute idea, but if it’s this hard to keep him still now, I can’t imagine how hard it will be when he’s 2. It might just stay a single handprint then…