> Larger Family Life - A Large Family Blog: March 2010

Monday, 29 March 2010

Baby scans, chocolate and nervousness.

Chocolate.

It's the all round solution to everything.

Everything.

We have our first "official" baby scan today. To know if everything is as it should be. To find out if baby is happy and healthy in there.

I'm really, really nervous.

And worried.

Do you think that's a valid enough reason to turn to a chocolate bar?

Or that it matters that it's only 5.42am?

Thursday, 25 March 2010

Hey Media! Why do you hate kids so much?

Over the years I've noticed an increase in the number of articles or reports on the burden of having children. Everywhere we look now we are faced with something telling us how terrible being a parent is nowadays. Why is this?

In two consecutive weeks the Daily Mail ran two different articles on the curse of parenthood. The first was the almost forty something woman who had twins through IVF but was speaking about her terrible anguish and how she wanted to adopt one out because... she had downs and wasn't "perfect" (her words, not mine). Unfortunately I can't find the link to that article. The second, more recent article can be found here. The couple speak woefully of how their triplets wrecked their marriage.

Edit: The first article I refer to is here thanks to a lovely lady who found the link for me!

Now raising kids is hard. Raising multiples must be really hard. But in both these articles stands out the "me, me, me, my, my, my" attitudes of the parents. In the latter, which I'll focus on here because you can read what I'm talking about, there are several things which don't sit well with me.

This couple lived beyond their means and didn't even reign it in even though they were in debt. They could have chosen to downsize their home or cut back on their lifestyle. If they can afford two separate homes now surely they could have afforded some changes while still together in order to relieve some of the financial pressure? He chose to take a job abroad probably to try and keep the lifestyle they were accustomed to despite having newborn triplets. He could have got a job closer to home. They made the decision to go ahead with IVF knowing full well the chances of conceiving multiples are higher. They cannot claim to know that two/three/four children at once is going to be more expensive than one at a time. You will be aware that you will need to account for childcare costs if you are planning to return to work after one child. Go into IVF with the possibility of multiples and you should be aware that more than one child will equal more than one set of childcare costs. And a couple should not make a decision to have a child in order to "seal their love". Children shouldn't be added to a relationship as a means of making it stronger. The relationship should be on solid footing to begin with. If your relationship is already fragile a child is not going to be the miracle glue to fix it.

Nowhere have they taken responsibility for their own actions. In fact, the husband says: 'The tragedy is that neither Bernadette nor I did anything wrong,'. Really? So you just go and blame your triplets in a national newspaper? Great parents and I hope your children never learn to Google their names.

The thing is, couples like this can be found in articles everywhere now. Children are no longer seen as something special or something to be cherished. Is it any wonder that so many people seem to resent their children now? After all, it's how the media tells them they should feel, right?

From the three page spreads in the glossy parenting magazines which tell us the latest baby must-haves to the newspaper columns listing the extortionate costs of the privilege of raising a tiny, screaming, milk-puking red-faced bundle into a lumbering,screaming, alcohol-puking, red-faced teen which runs into thousands per child (the article above quotes the cost as £10,000 per child). Of course there is the fact that having kids will ruin your body, destroy your relationship, and leave you an emotional wreck. You need x amount of "me-time" for every parenting hour you put in because, horror of horrors, if you don't you will suffer for it. But this "me-time" must consist of going out and spending money on YOU because YOU are worth it. And it must be true because that's what they all say.

Even a trip to the library will re-affirm the truth in this. Look under the "self help" (i.e the "How to become more selfish and narcissistic" section). It's all about you, don't you know. Where is the "Selflessness" or "How-to-put-others-before-yourself-for-once-in-your-bloody-life" section? Or the article that will not nurture your spirit because you are made of marshmallow fluff and delicate china but will tell you straight that actually, the world doesn't revolve around you and yes, you can actually think of others (including, oh dare I say it, your children) before yourself and, get this, it won't kill you!

And if it all goes wrong, if the decisions you have made go to pot and everything hits the wall it's easy. You don't need to take responsibility for any of it. Just blame the children. It's ok. Everyone does it. All it takes is one look at a programme, magazine article or newspaper column.

For once, just once in this day and age, I'd like to see parenthood portrayed in a positive light. Why is it so bad to have an article titled "Babies, the true cost on a real budget" or "Don't even consider it - baby stuff you don't need, will never use and will re-sell on an auction site for a smidgeon of the amount you originally paid for it".

How about more articles on the positives of family life?

How about the strong relationships that have become stronger as their families grew?

How about a half page spread, that's all I ask, on mothers that enjoy motherhood? On fathers that love to spend time with their families? Is that too radical?

How about less of the "me-time" encouragement and the idea that when you decide to add a new life to a family the family dynamics change, therefore "me-time" will become "us-time". The "us" will consist of whoever is in the family. It's not a bad thing. Honest! It's different. But unlike the image that is portrayed it is not a negative.

How about re-encouraging the family unit?

How about recognising the blessing of children rather than using the idea of them as burdens to sell your publications? Or doesn't that bring the money into the WAG/popstar/reality TV Z-lister celeb idolising generation you want to sell to?

Well media, how about trying it?

Gutted

I had a long post written for today. As I was writing it I deleted it.

Gutted.

Wednesday, 24 March 2010

Pregnancy Round-Up: Week 12

I have reached the magical twelve week mark and am so thankful to have hit it. The second trimester is on its way and after the last few weeks of constant tiredness and nausea I'm looking forward to the pregnancy glow and extra energy I'm supposed to experience. Come on glow, where are you?

The baby is around 2 inches long this week. My stomach has grown already a lot bigger than that. The baby weighs around half a ounce. I have put on far more than that. Nothing is tallying! Joking aside, I have already put on far more weight than I would have liked to. I can blame grazing to get through nausea. I think I've just been greedy. I'm really going to have to take control again otherwise I'm going to end up bigger than ever and that really wouldn't be good.

I'm waiting for next week's scan with anticipation and nervousness. How I wish I could go back to the earliest couple of pregnancies where scans just meant a glimpse of the baby and whether I'd be able to know the gender. Now it's all about whether everything is ok. Hoping and praying that everything is ok. I'd appreciate your thoughts and prayers next Monday too.

Are you currently pregnant and blogging about it? If so why don't you join in? Whether it's your first or your twentieth I'd love to follow your journey. You don't have to write your Pregnancy Round-Up post on a Wednesday, just link up each week to your round-up post of the week whenever you've put it up. Please do mention within your post that it's part of the Pregnancy Round-Up posts at Larger Family Life so others can join in if they wish. If you're in, link up to your post (not your main website page) below!



Tuesday, 23 March 2010

Reap what you sow... but prepare the ground first!

Yesterday was a busily productive one. I'm aware that the phrase there didn't make sense. After all, I have yet to see what lazily productive day might be. Better still, I'd like to try our a lazily productive day myself and see how that works. Not very well, I suspect.

As Mike had already booked the day off work with a view to flying off to Ireland to check out the farm that wasn't meant to be (*sigh*), we decided he'd keep the day off and we'd go and tackle the allotment in order to prepare it for our first year of growing on a larger scale than our small garden.

So, all booted up and with tools in hand off we went!



We hadn't been there for a while and were prepared for a lot of digging and clearing to be done.


Oh dear. That is a lot of clearing that needs doing. Still, many hands make light work, so they say. Even the children had their own tools.


And soon everyone got stuck in, spurred on by the promise of home grown food...



If the promise of home grown food wasn't enough of a deal-maker there was always the possibility of unearthing buried treasure in the form of rocks, stones, bugs, worms and beans planted by the previous owner.


Fresh air and hard work = Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz


After a few hours we hadn't managed to clear it all, but we got some done.




"Some"  is better than "none", don't you think?

We'll get there.

I hope!


Monday, 22 March 2010

A conversation between a priest and a seven year old

Last week a priest quite unfamiliar to our family was taking an evening mass which Mike, Caitlin and Harry attended.

Cait and Harry were seated at the front and during one part the priest mentioned the act of talking to one another.

He looked down at Harry and so the conversation went...

Priest (addressing the children at the front): "...and when you're at school you talk to your friends, don't you?"

Harry: "We don't go to school."

Priest (puzzled): "You don't?"

Harry: "No. We are home-schooled. We learn at home"

Priest: "Oh! And is it just you and your sister?"

Harry: "No, there's Sid..."

Priest: "So there are at least three of you?"

Harry: *says nothing*

Priest continues: "And do you talk to each other?"

Harry: "No."

Priest: "You don't talk to your brother and sister?"

Harry: "No"

Priest: "Why not?"

Harry: "Because we have to do our work!"

The Marmite Winners!

I'm having a nightmare with Random.org in that I just can't work out how to c&p the random number picker box without still being able to type in a different number once it's been pasted. Did you understand that? Didn't make much sense, did it? Well, I know what I mean. And what that means is that you will have to take my word on the winners.

Winner number 1 is.... oh the anticipation!.....

...Number 15!
Well done Pam, mom, honey!

Winner number 2 is....

...Number 7!

Pinkveganmiso, I bet you're thrilled?!

Please email me at family [at] larger family life [dot] com with your address so I can send the jar of yummy/yukky goodness out to you!

Friday, 19 March 2010

Galaktoboureko


Galaktoboureko is a Greek recipe which, when translated, means "Milk Pie". It's not actually just milk in the centre but a custard, which is fortunate as milk would spill and then you'd cry even though that wouldn't be any use.

It's a dessert and a little goes a long way. Of course, that would also depend on your version of "little".


Here is the recipe for you:

Ingredients:

12 sheets filo pastry
2 tbsp melted butter
6 cups milk
1 cup fine semolina
3 cups sugar
3 tbsp cornflour (cornstarch)
1 tsp salt
6 eggs
1 tsp vanilla extract
1 cup water
Zest of one lemon
1 cinnamon stick

Method:

1. Preheat oven to 180ºC/350ºF Grease a large baking pan and place six layers of filo pastry onto the base one at a time. After each sheet of pastry has been placed brush it with melted butter. Keep remaining six covered so they don't dry out.

2. Place milk in a large saucepan and bring to the boil. While waiting sift the semolina, cornflour (cornstarch), salt and 1 cup of sugar into a bowl.

3. When milk reaches boiling stage turn down the heat to a simmer and add the semolina mixture very gradually to it, stirring constantly as you do so. Keep mixture simmering on a low heat, stirring all the time, until it thickens and comes back to full boil. Remove from heat and set aside.

4. Beat eggs and slowly add half a cup of sugar as you do so. Continue beating until the mixture becomes very thick and fluffy. You may find it easier to use an electric mixer. Well, it would be easier. But a manual whisk will give you strong arms. You decide.

5. When mixture thickens add vanilla. Then, very slowly, add the eggs to the hot pudding, making sure you stir all the while until the egg mixture is thoroughly mixed in. Allow to cool.

6. Pour the custard mixture into the baking pan over the base of filo.

7. Carefully layer the remaining six sheets of filo on top of the pudding mixture, ensuring you gently brush each layer with melted butter before adding the next layer to it. Don't worry, it won't sink into the pudding mixture!

8. With a sharp knife, score the top of the pastry into small squares, about two inches square.

9. Bake in the centre of your preheated oven for around 40 minutes until the custard is firm and the top is nicely golden.

10. Time to make the syrup. Pour 1 cup of water into a saucepan and heat with the remaining 1 and a half cups of sugar. Add the lemon zest and cinnamon stick and heat while stirring until the sugar dissolves and an aromatic syrup forms.

11. Remove galaktoboureko, take the cinnamon stick out of the syrup then pour mixture evenly over the top of the galaktoboureko ensuring no part of it is missed out.

12. Allow to cool before serving and then keep refrigerated.

13. Enjoy!


Thursday, 18 March 2010

My love affair...

...with Moda fabric continues.

What did you think I was going to say?

Ah, all you new (and old) readers were wondering if I'd be writing something juicy, weren't you?! Good title. Hopefully this will get some more hits to the site through the Google search engines :-P

Anyway, it's been a long time since I completed a quilt. Actually, it's been a long time since I did any quilting or sewing of any sort. A few weeks, in fact.

This was actually finished a month or so ago. Sorry I didn't show you straight away. I was busy procrastinating being busy.


This was for Steph. It still will be for Steph but since Steph has a problem with looking after things (i.e she doesn't), I've told her I'm not handing it over to her until the day she marries. In the meantime I shall pass it over to my mother to look after and guard.

And guard it she will.

The quilt is made with Moda's Aviary fabric range. Isn't it beautiful? I love it! I really, really love it.

I hope Steph loves it too.

And that she looks after it.

Now that the first trimester tiredness is beginning to wear off a little I've got several new projects to be getting on with and catching up on.

Looking forward to it!

Wednesday, 17 March 2010

Pregnancy Round-Up

Week 11

As the end of the first trimester is gradually edging closer I'm beginning to experience far less anxiety than the first few weeks bring.

I still worry, of course. I mean, do you ever stop worrying when you are pregnant? I suppose I didn't when I was younger, and pregnant the first time or two. Back then, nothing had gone wrong for me and there was no internet (Oh goodness, really?! How did we survive?!!) to read about other people's experiences and tragic loss, so really, it was quite sheltered and a line on the pregnancy test meant a baby a few months later. I suppose that as you live life you learn more about it. You become less naive and more aware. That makes you worry more. And sometimes you get frightened.

This period of pregnancy always gets me. Less nausea, which does do the job of reassuring me all is well even if it's unpleasant to experience. The tiredness is wearing off to the point that I was able to stay up past 9pm twice this week. Oh yes, watch me go! I am the party animal. Zzzzzzz............

So it's sounding good, no? Well, no actually. I need constant reassurance that everything is going as it should be but this point of pregnancy is too early to feel any movement at all or to pick up a heartbeat with a dopper. Yes, I bought one back when I was pregnant with Eddie.

Does it pick up the heartbeat clearly? Oh yes.

Does it provide the reassurance I crave? Yes, yes and yes again.

Was it worth every penny? Definitely.

Can I wait to use it again? Absolutely not.

The fact we can now buy dopplers for ourselves is great but can you imagine being able to do your own sonogram?! Imagine having one of them in the cupboard under the stairs, wheeling it out after a meal with friends. It would be like making them sit through your holiday slideshow, only instead they'll be viewing your insides. Hehe, looking forward to the day domestic sono machine thingy's come onto the market.

In the meantime we have to wait another twelve days before getting our first "official" scan to check all is well. I get so nervous and so worried. Especially after the worries when I was pregnant with Oliver.

I don't yet look pregnant but feel as if my stomach may be firming up a little now. Of course it could be down to the abdominal workout I do twice a day. It's more likely that it's pregnancy related though. Seeing as I just lied and don't actually do an ab workout twice a day. Or even twice a year. So yes, we'll put it down to pregnancy. Or imagination. One of the two will cover it.

So that's about it from me for this week! I'll update you again next week, unless something really important happens like I find out up having quintuplets or something in which case I might create a special post to let you know. It would depend on how I'm feeling and how I handle the shock, you know?

Are you currently pregnant and blogging about it? If so why don't you join in? Whether it's your first or your twentieth I'd love to follow your journey. You don't have to write your Pregnancy Round-Up post on a Wednesday, just link up each week to your round-up post of the week whenever you've put it up. Please do mention within your post that it's part of the Pregnancy Round-Up posts at Larger Family Life so others can join in if they wish. If you're in, link up to your post (not your main website page) below!



Tuesday, 16 March 2010

I saw this

It made me smile.

I thought I'd share it with you.

Enjoy!



By the way, are we the only family never to have watched "The Sound of Music"?

Monday, 15 March 2010

Learning a lesson - and that's just the grown ups.

This time last week I blogged about making a dream a reality.  We finally stopped talking and decided to start doing. The sums were worked out, the estate agent called and the flight to view a farm in the Irish countryside was booked.  Exciting times, huh?

Until we found out that the mortgage was nigh-on impossible to get.  The current state of the economy and banking means that Irish banks don't want to lend to UK residents and UK banks don't want to lend on Irish property. Even with a very large deposit.

Our dream bubble burst - big time. 

The initial reaction to this was disappointment, sadness and really, quite honestly, full blown misery at seeing something so perfectly fitting the dreams and plans of years and years out of our grasp.  I cried.  I was moody. I was grumpy.

It's not fair.


But there comes a time when foot stomping and "thcweeming till you're thick!" (not that I went that far but...) has to stop and we have to take stock of the situation.

Yes, disappointing.

Yes, upsetting.

But...


.... we are not desperate for a home.  We have a home right here which is warm, dry and comfortable. We have so much luxury and so many privileges that would be deemed luxury for many who have far less.  Like Eliud's prayer which shamed me.  "God loves me enough to feed me, bless me and give me hope for the future.".  I read this and compared what I have to Eliud, my wants to his, and his gratitude to mine. Shame on me. 

... so we wanted land for growing food and keeping animals and that's not going to happen BUT we have chickens in the garden and finally have an allotment for growing which we waited three years for. If we really want more animals that badly we have the option to look for a patch of land to buy near our home.

... just because it's not now doesn't mean not ever. We truly believe in God's plan. That everything is meant to happen at a certain time, which might not always be the same as our time or fit in with our plans.  We believe that if our dream is meant to be a reality it will be.  If it's not meant to become a reality there is a reason for it.  We don't need to know the wheres or whys. We need to trust.


PERSPECTIVE. 


And gratitude for what we already have.


Note to self:  "Must try harder on both counts".


Friday, 12 March 2010

I didn't know whether to laugh or be disgusted - plus win!

Yesterday the postman brought us our post. It's a funny thing that he does sometimes.

He brought us this...

Yes, you see it correctly.  A box of Marmite toothpaste. 

Now normally, when I'm not pregnant, I do love Marmite. I eat marmite on toast and in sandwiches, though, have to admit, not keen on drinking it or in recipes.  Some people hate it.  It is an acquired taste, shall we say?  In fact, the Marmite brand has built itself on love vs hate. Two great passions of the world concealed in one tiny (or big) jar.   When I'm pregnant it has me gagging and my eyes watering.  My kids always go through a phase of wanting Marmite when I'm pregnant. I think they hate me.

The thought of Marmite toothpaste left me pulling my face in all kinds of contortions. 

Marmite toothpaste!

Really?

I read the side of the box which warns... 




"Possible Side Effects: Gagging, nausea, not understanding why people like Marmite....".

Good to see some honest product labelling there.

Turns out they had us fooled though...




... it's just a cereal bar.

Not sure if I feel better or worse.

I'm going to send you a jar of Marmite not to one winner but TWO! Whether you like it or not will decide whether I'm doing it out of niceness or not!

Of course, I expect people will be falling over themselves to enter this competition so, to help you get as many entries as you can, as I know you're desperate to win this prize of a lifetime...

1. Leave a comment telling me whether you love it, hate it, or have never tried it.  (one entry)

2. Join the Larger Family Life Discussion Group over at BlogFrog and leave a comment saying you have done so (one entry)

3. Become a Larger Family Life Facebook Fan and leave a comment saying you have done so (one entry)

4. Follow me on Twitter and comment to let me know (one entry)

5. Tweet about it (one entry).

6. Mention it on your blog and link back to this post. Comment to let me know you've done so. (one entry)

Yes, I know you can't wait, can you? I can feel the excitement from here. Not holding my breath for more than 10 entries, truth be told!

The competition will end in a week on the 19th March and the winner announced here. US and UK entries only please.

Good luck!

Thursday, 11 March 2010

How to use the internet to earn a little extra money.

With the explosion of the internet over the years there are now so many ways of making money from it. Okay, so you may not necessarily make enough to sail around the world on a yacht without doing another days work in your life, but after all “every little helps”, or so the slogan says.

Click on over to here to read the rest...

Wednesday, 10 March 2010

Pregnancy Round-Up - Week 10

Week 10 = the quarter way mark!

This week brought more of the same knock-you-out tiredness. Really, it's quite uncontrollable. When I need to sleep, I need to sleep desperately otherwise I feel very, very sick. Not just nauseous but really bleurgh!

The nausea is slowly ebbing away. Rather than being constant I find it coming and going in waves. Caffeine doesn't seem to be triggering it quite as much as it did, but emptying the dishwasher... oh goodness me! A whiff of the inside gets my guts a-churning like a washing machine on a spin cycle. It's not great.

Going through my maternity clothes it has come to my attention that most of them need replacing. The ones I have, have lasted me pretty much constant wear over the last few years so I can't say they haven't done their job. The thing with maternity clothes is, you get a few staple items which are being constantly used, so they need to withstand a very regular wash/dry/wear cycle of use. On the other hand, I really don't want to spend a great amount on them. Not that I have a great amount to spend on them at the moment.

I thought I'd check out eBay and was fortunate to win a new shirt for less than £6 (inc p&p) which I was very happy with. Is it me or does eBay not have as many bargains any more? It seems you can normally buy stuff cheaper in shops than you can there. Anyway, I digress...

I had my booking in appointment with the midwife yesterday. That normally takes the longest as she needs to complete your ante natal book with your obstetric history in. As you probably gather, that can take a while. Luckily, Mary the Midwife was very prepared and wrote most of it up from my previous notes so it didn't take too long at all. She even watched the children while I went over to the clinic to have my bloods taken. Now that I've got my little (well, actually A4) folder of maternity notes it seems a little more real.

At this stage of pregnancy it starts to feel a little surreal. I'm in a stage of forgetting that I'm pregnant. You know, the initial excitement has gone, the worry is fading, there's no baby belly (even though there's a belly alright, but the sort I've got doesn't count during pregnancy) so it's easy for it to slip my mind until, every now and then, I'll remember and smile and get all excited all over again.

You know, it really doesn't matter how many times you do this. It's always as special as it ever was.

Are you currently pregnant and blogging about it? If so why don't you join in? You don't have to write your Pregnancy Round-Up post on a Wednesday, just link up each week to your round-up post of the week whenever you've put it up. Please do mention within your post that it's part of the Pregnancy Round-Up posts at Larger Family Life so others can join in if they wish. If you're in, link up to your post (not your main website page) below!



Tuesday, 9 March 2010

Penne Alla Vodka

Each time I make this meal I plan to take a photo of it so that I can post the recipe for you here complete with pictures.

Each time I make this meal we can't wait to eat it, and when it comes to dishing up time taking a photo of it doesn't come into my mind.

I didn't want to put off sharing this recipe with you any longer because it feels like I'm keeping a wonderful secret all to myself.

And that simply would not be nice.


This recipe is quick, easy and incredibly delicious.  Just don't worry about the calories too much.

So here it is, sans photo. Perhaps one day I'll add it on. 'Til then... imagine.

Penne Alla Vodka

Ingredients:

500g Penne Pasta
500g Bacon 
1 onion
2 small cloves garlic
600ml double cream
400g can chopped tomatoes
1 tbsp oil
Half a cup (4oz) vodka
Salt and pepper 

Method:

1. Cook pasta in a large pan. The pan must be big enough to be able to hold the cooked pasta and sauce together comfortably.

2. Meanwhile, chop onions, garlic and bacon and lightly fry until cooked through. 

3. Add tomatoes and seasoning and allow to simmer for a while.

4. Add vodka. Don't try the taste test immediately after adding the vodka. It will still be very strong and you will be able to taste it clearly and you will get a kick out of doing so.    Do the taste test immediately if you dare.

5. Add the cream. Stir in well. Simmer together for ten minutes.

6. Drain pasta and place back into large pan. Add sauce and mix it all up together, ensuring all the pasta is coated with the sauce. 

7. Enjoy!

You can also make this recipe omitting the bacon, or replacing it with sausage instead.


Let me know if you try it and what the verdict is. In the meantime, I'll try to add a picture to this... some time.

Monday, 8 March 2010

When do you make your dream a reality?

For many, many years it has been our dream to buy a little patch of land and a house in a quiet, secluded place. Preferably Ireland, we dream.

We dream of setting up a workshop for Mike, working together to live a slower pace of life, with room for the children to run and play safely, with chickens and a couple of animals and home grown food and a small community nearby.

That's been our dream for many years.

The thing is, our dream was always happening "in a couple of years". And those couple of years never arrived. No matter how much time has passed, each time one year ended and another began we'd say to each other, "Perhaps next year we won't be here.", "Perhaps next year we'll have done it.".

But guess what, we're still here and still no closer to it. Meanwhile life goes on, the children continue to grow like weeds, and we, much as I hate to say it, aren't getting younger.

What to do? Do we make the decision to throw caution to the wind, jump in with both feet and go for it or do we keep doing as we're doing... and put it off til "next year".

We found two very strong potentials in the last week. One of which fits our vision perfectly.

Of course, we need to finish off the decorating quick sharp and sell our house at the right price, and we need to make sure the figures work out, and then there's sorting out new mortgages and dealing with estate agents and having to run around after the kids trying to clear up a trail of mess while you stress about yet another viewing to conduct and the risk, don't forget the risk but...we'd need to do all that "next year" wouldn't we?

No matter when we finally decided it was time to stop talking and start doing we'd be taking a gamble on starting a new life, and we'd have to deal with all the fun stuff like estate agents and viewings and new mortgages and...

So tell me at which point do we finally say enough to "next year" and say that actually, this is the year we change our lives.

Or do we just talk about the dream forever and one day find that we're too old, the children have left home and that our dream remained exactly that?

Friday, 5 March 2010

However did you find me?

I like to look through the searches people have carried out to see the terms they used to come across my blog.

It made my day when someone came over after searching for "Brad and Angelina". It probably didn't make the searcher's day though. I'm not so sure they found what they were looking for here.

Recently, one particular search term came to my attention.

"Minnie Mouse has got a funny tummy".

*Blink*

Please let it have come up due to a previous post where I replaced real people with Disney character names and not because I have a funny tummy.

Or because I look like Minnie Mouse.

Or because am the same age as her.

(Just for the record, Minnie and I have none of these things in common).

Thursday, 4 March 2010

Whatever will they think of next?

The joy of raising small boys is wondering what they'll get up to next.

Like when I walked into the living room earlier this week to find Eddie, 5, and Sid, 4, playing dodgeball.

I should elaborate.

I walked into the living room to find Eddie and Sid playing dodgeball... with their dirty underpants.


Wednesday, 3 March 2010

Pregnancy Round-Up: Week 9

Well, we made it to nine weeks and I am so thankful. What a history of recurrent miscarriages brings you is a nervousness with each positive pregnancy test, that something may go wrong again.

When you find that you are bleeding that nervousness makes way for full blown fear.

Thank God that we were reassured when I was able to go for a reassurance scan at the hospital at 6 weeks and they found a heartbeat and a baby that fit it's dates exactly. I'm sure, when that happens I float out of the place!

Since then I've been constantly nauseous and found that I can't allow myself to even begin to feel hungry, or the nausea becomes forty billionty times worse. The downside to this is that I have gained weight like nobody's business. My goal is to get over this sickness hump then get things back under control. At the moment my main priority is keeping my stomach contents under control, and preferably, keep them internally contained.

The tiredness is still at the knock-you-out stage. The latest I've managed to stay up til is 9pm, though most nights I end up falling asleep on the sofa at around 7.30pm. I'd like to think that Michael misses my company during these evenings. I considered asking him if this were true. Then I thought that the reality may result in my becoming a quivering, hormonal wreck at the PC. Then I won't be able to finish this post and you'll both my readers all my readers will be sad. So we'll stick to my theory, shall we?

So, quick round-up of the symptoms this week = Sick, Tired and Fat.

I've been applying natural progesterone cream (NPC) twice a day since finding out I was pregnant. By rubbing a small amount on your stomach, upper thighs and breasts twice a day, it absorbs into the body and increases the bodies level of progesterone. This, in turn, decreases the chance of early miscarriage.

I wasn't completely convinced of the properties of NPC until my previous pregnancy. I had just gone through two more miscarriages (numbers seven and eight) and decided that it was worth a try. Again, I began to bleed but again, like this pregnancy, later found a baby with a strong beating heartbeat. That baby was Oliver. So if you're nervous about the possibility of miscarrying in the early stages of pregnancy I'd say, give it a go. It won't do any harm, even if you feel sceptical about whether it will work or not.

I've also continued to pray daily to St Gerard Majella for a healthy pregnancy. I believe wholeheartedly in his intercession as the patron of expectant mothers and there are several prayers which can be said to him for those seeking motherhood, for sick children, for patience or for labour. As saints go, he's got to be the top guy for me!

After having a think about it, Michael and I decided that this time we'd do something different and have booked a 4d scan. It isn't scheduled until July 1st, when I'll be around 26 weeks pregnant. At the moment that seems so far away! Still, it's something to be looking forward to, and a first for us. We've never splashed out on anything like this before and the pictures seem to be amazing! I'd love to hear from you if you've had it done and what you thought of it.

Next week brings my first appointment with Mary the Midwife who was amused at seeing my name once again on her desk. A booking-in appointment with six children in tow for the ride will be fun (!), and hopefully not very long!

EDIT! As the Pregnancy Round-Up is replacing the Monday Weigh-In posts I thought I'd still provide the opportunity for you to link up. Are you currently pregnant and blogging about it? If so why don't you join in? You don't have to write your Pregnancy Round-Up post on a Wednesday, just link up each week to your round-up post of the week whenever you've put it up. Please do mention within your post that it's part of the Pregnancy Round-Up posts at Larger Family Life so others can join in if they wish. If you're in, link up below!



Tuesday, 2 March 2010

The weekend that whooshed

Just as I anticipated on Friday, the weekend did indeed fly by. Quite as expected, we managed to achieve very little, it seems.


Saturday morning was spent sowing seeds with the boys. Our multi functional kitchen table became host to a collection of propogators, compost and vermiculite and the floor became host to a lot of mess.

A lot of mess.

That said, at least we managed to accomplish... something.  Seeds have now been sown for peppers, aubergines (eggplants), umm, some other stuff (I can't remember and can't be bothered to get up and have a look) and several varieties of tomatoes. Eddie and Sid, having received their own gardening tools and propogators took great delight in using them. As Eddie says "I am FarmBoy, you know!".  Yes, Eddie.  Just without a farm. Still, small details.

There's still a long way to go, and many more seeds to sow before spring comes, but just getting going made it feel like spring is finally coming closer.  Oh, I've said it before but I've very much had enough of winter.

There's the minor detail of having to get to the allotment too and get that ready. We're running out of time. That old fellow again. Time.

And of course, the afternoon did take us to a farm to collect our newest members of the family.



Our two new, as yet un-named POL hens.  Now we knew that we should expect some fuss and bother from our existing hens in response to having two new ones join them. We knew that the pecking order would need to be re-established and there would be a fair few tussles.  What we didn't bank on is just how nasty these creatures can be!

The following morning, when they were all let out of their house into the run, the existing hens quickly realised things were different. Did they welcome their new visitors? Not on your nelly!  They each drew themselves up to their full height, clucking like, well, very loud chickens, and took turns to lash out at each of the new hens as they tried running frantically past them in order to escape.

We all watched from the kitchen window, with cries of "Ow!", "Oh no!", and several times someone would say "Should I go out there?!".

The new hens have been driven to the perch, where they stay the whole time to keep out of the way. Occasionally, one or two of the hens (one in particular is really trying to get the position of Head Girl), will every now and then go up to the perch and show them who's boss. It's not them.

I was quite concerned at their welfare. They hadn't been able to feed or drink since we picked them up and I wanted to make sure the pecking wasn't out of hand. We let the existing hens out into the garden while I went into the run to check the new hens over. No blood drawn which is a good sign. Then, to discourage the old girls from pecking the new ones, I rubbed Vicks Vaborub over the new hens combs, heads, necks and backs.  Finally, as a treat, I boiled up some peas and sweetcorn for them, hoping it might give them some energy to retaliate a little.

We left the old girls out for a while, so the new ones had the run to themselves. A few hours later we let the others back in and the new girls immediately headed straight for the perch, after some more bullying had kicked off. Again we watched from the window with shouts of "Ow!" and "Oh no!".  On the one had we felt terrible that this was going on yet on another hand we had to remember that this is nature. This is what they do. As soon as the pecking order is re-established in a few days it will all calm down and they'll get on with life as normal. Until then, it's just horrid to watch.

I shall keep you updated.

Monday, 1 March 2010

Introducing the "Pregnancy Round-Up"

Sooo, here we are! No more Monday Weigh-In posts! Well, for a while, at least.

I couldn't think of a witty title for the weekly pregnancy round-up posts hence plumping for the simple title of... "Pregnancy Round-Up: Week x". The thing that is already bugging me about it though (apart from the boring title) is that on Mondays I will be X weeks plus five days. So I'm going to make my pregnancy round-up posts on Wednesdays, when I'll be hitting a new week of pregnancy. I think that'll make more sense and keep things a little more organised around here, don't you?

Oh, I really don't know if I like the title though. That's going to bother me.

I'd like to ask what you'd like to know though. Do you really want to keep a check on my weight gain? Or did you want to see belly pics, though be warned, the pregnant belly probably won't be visible through the blubber until around the 38th week of pregnancy! I'll obviously be documenting this pregnancy and, no doubt, I shall at some point whine about some minor complaint or discomfort. Oh don't get me wrong, despite feeling terribly blessed and thankful to be pregnant once again, it's hard to keep your happy face when haemorrhoids are rife. Hmm, what else can I think of to include? How about something that other pregnant ladies can join in with? Like what? I don't know. Measuring our ankles for fluid retention and comparing? Perhaps not. Maybe I'll think of something. Or maybe you will! I'd love to hear your ideas and your thoughts on what you think we could include.

For now I shall love you and leave you to wonder how I've got on the last week, because I'm sure that I am at the forefront of your mind in all that you do.

I shall report back on Wednesday for the first official update.

Until then... farewell!

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