I missed a few months of Photo An Hour. In May I forgot, only remembering at lunchtime, and in June we decided to have Bub’s 1st birthday party on the chosen PAH day. There was just too much going on to take part.

The 23rd was the day chosen for July.

7am. Morning cuddles. And, if I am interpreting the sounds from the kitchen correctly, a cup of tea is on its way.

8am. We've breakfasted and played outside. Now for some supervised book time.

(Book time has to be supervised so that we can prevent Bub from destroying all the books. She likes to chew on them, peel off the covers, and reduce them to single pages and use them as stepping stones - and this is just board books, what she does to paperbacks is criminal! She really enjoys her books so I spend a lot of time with her and her books everyday, which I love!)

9am. Bathed, dressed, now playing with post-its and books. I’m trying to get dressed whilst preventing the bedroom (and books) getting trashed by the tiny person.

10am. Whilst Bub is having fun exploring our bedroom, I’m sorting out bits and pieces. It’s mutually agreeable.

11am. It sleeps. And while it does I’m pottering about undoing all the destruction it created this morning. There is a lot of tidying in motherhood.

1pm. Went to see husband at work. The agricultural education is underway.

2pm. A walk and then a bit of a sit. Must stay hydrated.

3pm. A quick stop at the yard to pressure wash the car.

4pm. Home and in the garden

6pm. Peeking. Trying to keep the lounge cool by closing the curtains. And trying to stop this one climbing into the back of the sofa.

7pm. Just popping the tractor in the garage for the night.

Thanks to Louisa for hosting. See you soon.

7am Morning cuddles.

8am A slow morning so far. It feels more like a Sunday. Husband has taken Bub downstairs and is experiencing his first ‘morning after’ with a little, after going to a gig last night. His first night out since before the pandemic! I have two cups of tea because he didn’t realise I’d made one already (this is not an issue, you can never have too much tea!), and I have two cats on my bed, one on my lap. I should get up and feed Bub some porridge but I feel a few more minutes of feline time is in order. They’re a little under loved these days.

9am We’ve porridged. I’ve dressed. Now feed and then, hopefully, a nap for Bub. Husband has claimed the sofa for a nap of his own, and I intend to read.

10am Bath time.

1pm Missed a few hours… Lunch is done, and now I’m being given a tour of the living room, taking in such sights as the tv, the toy box, and the pile of cushions that should be arranged nicely on the sofa but are actually strewn across the floor.

2pm Relaxing with a cuppa. Husband is keeping Bub entertained.

3pm Nap.

6pm I’ve just said ‘I’ll deal with the [cat] vomit, and then I’ll deal with the [baby] poop’. I’m done.

Thanks to Louisa for hosting. I'll be back soon with another Photo An Hour.

Take care

It's time to say Goodbye to an old favourite.

I bought these skinny jeans in September 2018 and they've been worn 199 times. Was I tempted to wear them just one more time to bring it up to a nice round 200? Of course I was. But they’ve completely lost their elasticity. Somewhere between not being able to fit into them at around 16 weeks pregnant, and then fitting into them again some months later, the elastic gave up. They stretch and bag within minutes of being put on - not a good look! To be honest I'm a bit gutted, I love these jeans, and finding a good replacement is always such a chore!

They cost me £66.15 in the sale, which works out at 33p per wear. I wonder if I had to rent my clothes would I pay 33p to wear these for a day? It’s an interesting thought.

I’m really sorry to see them go, I thought I’d be patching the knees and wearing these for a while longer, but there’s nothing I can do about loss of elasticity. Usually I like to wear my jeans until they fall apart, I patch and repair them until they get to the point of being more repair than denim.

I had plans to reinforce the knees of these with red stiching, and that was just the beginning. Sadly, this is not to be, but they have been set aside for a project that I'll get around to one day.

My search for a suitable replacement continues…

March 19th 2022 was Photo An Hour day.

6am Morning snuggles with the little while A makes the first cuppa of the day. Things I already love about today - A is going to be working close to home, the sun is going to be out, and I’ve already made food for this evening. Oh, and the chocolate biscuit stash was replenished yesterday.

7am Showered, dressed, cuppa no.2

8am Popped Bub in the carrier to go and see Daddy at work. It's a lovely day!

9am Nap in progress. I'm reading and enjoying a hot cuppa 

10am All the toys we have and Bub likes the placemats and coasters!

11am A bit of quiet time on the sofa with some CBeebies. She’s teething and feeling out of sorts. Calpol has been administered. Thank goodness for Calpol!! 

12pm Another nap. More reading time for me. Lunch is definitely going to be late today.

1pm Still napping / reading. I'm hungry!

2pm Lunch. Finally. 

3pm Outside in new shoes exploring the pot plants. I think they'll survive! (the plants and the shoes)

4pm Empty the box. Play with the box. 

5pm Final nap of the day, slightly later than usual. Might backfire.

6pm Supper.

Thanks to Louisa for hosting. I'll be back soon with another Photo An Hour.

Take care
xx