So a new year has begun.
2012 was the year I got to become a mummy again. I’m not going to lie, it was tough. A much tougher pregnancy, and I was extremely hard on myself, beating myself up a lot of the time because I was just too tired or too uncomfortable to function as I wanted to. I felt like I wasn’t being a good enough Mum to Bean because I couldn’t play with her properly, Jeez by July I couldn’t bath or lift her in or out of her cot comfortably let alone cuddle her as Bites was transverse. It was heart breaking for me and I felt if I spoke to anyone about it they would laugh at me, or think it was trivial, but it really upset me.
In the end, I got to have my natural birth 🙂
I turned 28 and had yet another birthday sober – no more I tell you. And I got my hair chopped off.
I celebrated my first wedding anniversary, planned by my amazing husband and was a complete surprise – The Hand & Flowers, the food was amazing! I can’t wait to go back again and get my fois gras on (I was preggers and therefore only had the tiniest of tastes..!)
I cooked a lot, tried new recipes and got my bake on, I’m hoping to expand on this in 2013.
I realised that being a Mum is by far the most incredible, terrifying, fun and exhausting thing I have ever undertaken and I love it more and more everyday. Except for the days when they both need to cry all day for no unfathomable reason, well to me anyway. And along with that realisation came the thought that I am proud of being a mum, and that is something I never ever thought I would feel.
I’m looking forward to seeing what this year has to bring, hopefully no pregnancies!!