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Football widow

27 Jun

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In today’s news it is suffice to say┬áthat the conception of our second child is being severely obstructed by the football.

I was hopeful that England‘s woeful performance and subsequent crashing out would bring the hubby back to bed before midnight each night but he remains captivated regardless.

I see that Spain v Portugal has gone to extra time so will accept defeat for tonight in favour of a good nights sleep!

5 beds, 6 baths!

24 Jun

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As some of my regular blog followers may be aware we have been looking to move house of late. I am keen to be moved before babe no. 2 comes along, (I don’t think I’m pregnant yet but we are planning), as we are now running short on bedrooms.

We have today been to see a house that was worthy of its own blog post; not so much for its potential but it bizarre ratio of bedrooms to bathrooms.

The hubby and I were wowed by the open plan kitchen, refurbished living and dining space and gorgeous rear garden. There was a nicely done W.C. on the ground floor which was a bonus and all was going well. However, by the time we got to bedroom number three it was clear that mr developer had seen fit to cut several feet off each lovely bedroom to create identikit ensuite facilities in every one. The result was a house with 5 bedrooms, (none of them big enough to fit a decent sized bed!), and 6 bathrooms.

The accompanied viewer from the local agent also pointed out to me that cleaning 6 bathrooms on a weekly basis could be somewhat time consuming.

On to the next one….

Going with my gut – babies and houses

14 Apr

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I blogged earlier in the week about some of the things that have been going through my mind when considering baby no 2. I’m pretty sure I’ve decided to go for it but it’s not been as calculated a decision as I imagined.

When I had the babe I had an instinctive response to being a mum which appears to have served me well. An overwhelming feeling allowed me to go forward confidently. I can’t say exactly what the feeling is but it’s with me still. I know having number 2 when no 1 is only one will be tough but it feels like the right thing to do. Fortunately the hubby agrees!

So that brings us to the more practical problem of moving house. Reading what I’ve already written its making me chuckle cause the hubby and I have a not dissimilar approach to houses that we do with babies. We go with our gut. We bought our current house without looking at much else and it’s suited us down to the ground for the last 7 years. We are on the brink of doing the same thing again, but I’m confident. (This is partly because I was an estate agent in a former life and like to think I know my stuff but there is more to it than that).

In reality we’ve probably spent the last twelve months thinking and talking about what our next home might look like. We’ve dismissed upping our mortgage by any major amount. We’ve tried to convert our loft here and established we can’t. We’ve understood that we really want a bigger kitchen and a study, and that the garden needs to be sunny. Not an unusual list I’m sure but it’s clearer in our minds now. And that seems a good way to go forward for our family.

Tomorrow I promise to blog on christening outfits for me and the babe, it’s just been a big week aside from fashionable concerns…