So it has taken a while and I am still not convinced that the design is quite right but our new baby will be here before we know it so I have decided to make a start.
This is the continuation of Nelly's Eggs and a lot has changed since the previous blog came to an end.
Not least the fact that we are now pregnant with our second baby (Baby BK), due 27th October. Notably the photo below was at Jubilee but I am feeling positively fat this week so would like to pretend that I am still this size.
Our house is on the market (so not that much changes, still like to do things all at once and in the wrong order). Though to be fair it could take a long time to sell in the current climate. We somehow own 3 cars but only need 2 but can't sell the third (don't ask) and are busy planning our first proper family holiday to France next week.
Work is still good, almost relaxing I'd say.
I won't comment on G Kisby, he can record this himself since scarily I have managed to convince him to share the blog this time. Though not on this post, he was quite clear tonight that he draws the line at post sharing.
And as for Mabel, well she is older, wiser, faster and trixier. I am repeating the mantra 'I am in control' on a whole new level at the moment and did find myself asking Granny this week, "when will everything stop being a battle?" as she managed to climb out of her pram in John Lewis. Granny kept holding on to her where I turned a blind eye (she will surely only fall out once?)
Tried the reins for about a week until she led me around Mamas & Papas and I found myself saying, "could I just look at....oh o.k maybe not". Took them off and she managed to get her head stuck in a window display. Don't ask how she got in there, I literally took my eye off her for a second. And yes if you were wondering, it is difficult to climb into a window display discretely whilst pregnant. Needless to say I then left quickly using the 'under the arm pencil' hold.
I am really looking forward to keeping up to date with all the blogs I used to love reading and found inspirational.
Hopefully writing again will encourage me to take more photos, remember more stories and reflect on the whirlwind that is life. And with a bit of luck it might be the main way G Kisby and I now communicate ( I joke obviously, we talk at least once a week).