Wednesday, 21 May 2014

Working mum

Being on maternity leave has freed up so much time, I can bake, get my house in order, finish all those unfinished projects, right?


So many people assume that my life now consists of coffee mornings, baking, and watching box sets on Netflix, and that I'll be home anytime they decide to drop in, or that if am at home it will be convenient to call round and cuddle Oscar.

I get to have an afternoon with the girls once week to catch up, exchange hi's and lows and show off our babies. I have appointments at breastfeeding clinics, doctors appointments, shopping to do, a never ending mountain of washing, drying and ironing to do, amongst lots and lots of other mundane tasks.

Oh and I have a baby to feed and look after throughout all of these things. It isn't easy. He doesn't sleep and feed according to my schedule and around things I need to do, so I've become an expert at multi tasking and can even hang out washing while holding the baby.

It's bloody hard, especially when you've had next to no sleep for two days because someone is having a growth spurt and is cluster feeding.

But.... I wouldn't change a thing. He is my world and will come first above everything. So forgive me if I sometimes don't answer the phone, reply to a text message, or acknowledge a comment. I'm busy working as a mum.

Sunday, 11 May 2014

Getting the shopping in

I recently signed up for the opportunity to be a #MorrisonsMums along with lots of other bloggers.  Over the years I've shopped at a number of different supermarkets, and tended to favour two of them in the main, swapping between them depending on offers available, and how flush we are! 

When I told my OH what I was doing he got rather excited. He's fairly unique in his species in that he generally doesn't mind going to the supermarket, but he got a bit excited about this, especially when I showed him that Morrisons have permanently lowered the prices of over 1000 every day foods.  For a Bank Holiday shop we would probably normally have taken ourselves to one of the other favoured supermarkets, so we were interested to see how successful this shopping trip would be.

I'm a frequent shopper at Morrisons and can generally predict how much I'll be paying at the till by glancing at the contents of my trolley.  OH and I took the opportunity to treat ourselves a little with this shop.  We stocked up the freezer, topped up the beer stocks, picked up nappies and baby supplies, and purchased items we may normally have gone to a local bargain store for.  I was worried looking at the content of our trolley that we may have blown our budget. Can you believe we had change to spare? That's impressive!

One of the things I love about Mozzers is the wide variety of fruit and vegetables on offer. I'm yet to try everything that's available, but now prices have dropped I'm looking forward to trying a few more things Signs pointing out the reduced prices, and plenty of stock even though it was Sunday on a Bank Holiday weekend!

The final thing that pleased me as we left was a trip to change Oscar's nappy. Nappy changes are not normally cause to smile, I do understand your confusion!  As I've never needed to change a nappy in a supermarket before I asked about baby changing facilities.  As well as being given directions, I was asked if I had everything I needed. I was a bit puzzled by this question, but once inside the changing facilities, all was revealed:

Clearly a baby and parent friendly supermarket - perfect for a #MorrisonsMum

As Oscar was 5 weeks old on Bank Holiday Monday we decided to cook a real treat of a dinner with our shopping.  For me there was only one criteria, it had to contain something I'd deprived myself of throughout the pregnancy.

Steak.  Yes I know I can eat steak when pregnant, but if I can't have it rare, I just don't see the point.  We each had a good sized thick rump steak and cooked it to our very rare tastes.

To prep the steak I ensured they were left out to reach room temperature, and then rubbed down with a little olive oil and then seasoned.  I prefer to fry my steaks, so heated a frying pan up on a high heat, and then added the steaks to the hot, dry frying pan.  With the pan being so hot, and the oil on the steaks, they only needed a couple of minutes on each side to get them well cooked on the outside, and rare in the middle.  Perfect!Served these with mini corn cobs, jacket potato, mushrooms and coleslaw; and we had a veritable feast!

Amazingly dinner only cost us about £7.00, which is bloody good!  If we'd done a Roast Chicken dinner, I think we could have managed that for four servings at about £2 each.  Morrisons have definitely got prices to shout about.

Monday, 5 May 2014

Pretty breastfeeding underwear

A while back,when boobs first started their pregnancy bloom, I struggled with finding nursing bras in those larger sizes, and that were also pretty, and affordable.  Following Oscar's arrival, the post baby bloom arrived and the search was on once more.

My friend Annie who shares similar traits to me sent me a link one day which brought a ray of hope.  She suggested I look at an online shop, very appropriately called nursing-brashop.  At first glance I was immediately impressed by the set up and the very clear indications that it catered to sizes across the board, including those elusive larger sizes.

As well as browsing by size you can also browse by brand, and by type. I was impressed with the variety of types of bras available.  Far better than I'd been able to search for elsewhere.

I quickly placed an order for two bras, one plain and simple, and one pretty one as a treat for myself.  The shop made me even happier when I discovered free UK delivery was part of the service. As I'd ordered quite late in the day I knew dispatch wouldn't be same day, but I received an email the next day advising me about dispatch.  Unfortunately it transpired that my luxury bra was not in stock in my size and I was given an apology and offer of either cancelling that element of my order with a refund, or I could wait approximately a week for it to come in.  I opted to wait, and within a couple of days I'd received my plain one, and within a week I received an update to advise me the second bra was on its way to me.

Is it sad that I was excited about this?  Sadly for me when it arrived I'd guessitimated my size incorrectly, but the returns/exchange process couldn't have been easier!  It would have been nice if the postage for this had been free, but with free UK delivery I can't really complain.  My exchange was seamless, and alternative size was received exceptionally quickly.

Everyone I've talked to who has searched for larger size nursing bras has somehow missed out on this little gem.  All you bigbreasted nursing mums, do go take a peep at what's on offer.  Let's face it, our chebs deserve a little TLC.

Saturday, 3 May 2014

Finding a third option

It's 6am, of course he's fast asleep after his latest feed and I'm knackered but wide awake. There's a faint smell of dirty nappy in the air as I can't quite see where I put that last wet nappy and I'm certain I'll find it when I roll over shortly.  I'm so tired this morning and I'd love to go back to sleep, but of course it's that awkward time isn't it? Too early to be up and about, and almost time to be getting on with the day.  After all he's going to need a feed again shortly, and if I want the opportunity of looking half decent by a reasonable time, and having everything ready to enjoy a full Saturday out I should probably start now.

But it's a toss up between looking half decent and being really organised, but feeling like a zombie on their final lurch; or looking like crap because I grabbed a couple of hours extra kip and end up rushing around at the last minute.

There is of course the third option which I can see myself hurtling towards which is where I procrastinate for so long that the next feed has arrived without me actually achieving anything of value so I end up disorganised while also looking and feeling like crap.

The third option is the most common, the least wanted, and seemingly unavoidable this morning.  My head is full of the things I need to do, things I could do and never have time for during the day, but no, my backside is stuck to the bed and my eyes are wide open.

I'll try again tomorrow.