How are you? My blog is still a ‘work in progress’. But thought of saying a quick hello to all my readers. Hope you are enjoying the beautiful spring days! Such a beautiful morning, with the sun rays glazing the flower pots sitting in the window sill, a warm cup of tea in my hand, a bit of quiet time from the kids (elder one watching football and the little one eating her favourite breakfast), with my feet up on the sofa, all together in a good state…happiness!
This is what I wrote a few days ago while thinking of updating you. But now, things have changed. Changed for the good! Ladies and gentlemen, I have news! On the 12th of April, we have a little new addition to our family and we are now officially OUTNUMBERED! It has been exhausting and crazy chaotic but I am over the moon and so in love at the moment. I had doubts…’will there be room for anyone? I already love my son and daughter to the moon and back, how would I accommodate one more?’ It was a new personality, a new baby, a new fragrance, a new touch but the game was over the moment I met the little wonder and I fell in love one more time. I was anxious, excited and the moment I saw him, my heart bursts into joy. Tears, smile, laughter, tiredness all rolled into one emotion – bliss!
The trilogy! As I call it. One more chapter and opportunity to visit those baby aisles around the supermarket. One more chapter into breastfeeding, nappy changing, baby baths, those magical baby fragrances. One more chapter into solid food, sitting up, crawling, babbling, first step. As I was watching the little wrinkly hands covered with soft baby skin, I felt so in love with the little bundle. I remember visiting Boots for shopping some of the baby essentials. I was so overwhelmed with all the new baby things that I felt like crying. I told my husband, ‘how am I going to feed him?’ He was at his usual best and said, ‘you will be just fine, the other two survived and doing pretty well’. I mean it is daunting for anybody and I was going to do it all over again after four and a half years. Some of my friends said that ‘I was brave’. I like it and the fact that after 5 years, I wouldn’t remember the projectile vomiting sessions, sore nipples or dirty nappies (Or will I?;). We will have three grown up kids aged 14, 9 and 5 and we will have different things to worry about ;-). Teenage tantrums coupled with 9 year old hormones and 5 year old shenanigans…oh well…best phase! Good luck me!
But right at this moment…I am happy and very much in love…My kids love their little brother. They have welcomed him with open arms. I was a bit worried for my daughter (In case jealously kicks in) but have never seen her so happy and proud. And my son is calmer when he holds him because any shouting will wake him up. So that’s good, isn’t it?
So that explains my ‘incommunicado’ phase and I am immensely happy to share this news of us being officially OUTNUMBERED!