tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13067424530700204522024-02-20T19:12:09.283-08:00Hands Full Of...Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.comBlogger111125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-46978825297477821162014-09-22T13:39:00.001-07:002014-09-22T14:24:48.281-07:00Trains, space rockets and all sorts<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnrSULD5k9OQhyK_BsTIv_YPbKv0WJG3Iyb4y4woDCDBaE6qi27lvb5-IYk3Xq3-SGVnJTL2GJNQGwv4w0ZGLnxzR44MHUp7vfGsFAYPqtSYkfNDMYLd7xPhtwty5ObNvGVcGoCncvBzzb/s640/blogger-image-617848615.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnrSULD5k9OQhyK_BsTIv_YPbKv0WJG3Iyb4y4woDCDBaE6qi27lvb5-IYk3Xq3-SGVnJTL2GJNQGwv4w0ZGLnxzR44MHUp7vfGsFAYPqtSYkfNDMYLd7xPhtwty5ObNvGVcGoCncvBzzb/s640/blogger-image-617848615.jpg"></a></div>Our blog posts are getting further and further apart. That isn't because there is nothing to say but more because we are so busy! Since I last posted we've had the summer, which was mostly very hot. We visited both grandmas and saw lots of cousins, mummy and daddy got our second ever night off. We are now gearing up to an autumn of changes. <div><br></div><div>I was lucky enough to get funding for my MA in Sociological Research so I'm starting that this week. Our nanny, Izzy, is going to work 4 1/2 days a week to cover my working and studying (and Matt working too of course). Next April the kids will start nursery 2 days a week once our free hours come in. I'm sure they will love it. </div><div><br></div><div>The kids are shifting from toddlers to little children. Their vocabulary is expanding day by day. They are slightly more aware of danger and are a bit better at stopping when we tell them to. That's a great relief! It's still tricky to get out and about, particularly alone but we're getting there. </div><div><br></div><div>So here's where they all are. </div><div><br></div><div>Charlie</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3oO_LvWn2z6fCD9uflrieWDLQFHAm8puryEu9VcElbVPABD5Y3WxSO-LskowKhr53xfURiOUkX8dRK2TgFh2BRI9OFNH79tolOGuAwfCsV7mPC9QDVl-oEfCzoK7YbXPirgyndfi9JHt9/s640/blogger-image--2110002410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3oO_LvWn2z6fCD9uflrieWDLQFHAm8puryEu9VcElbVPABD5Y3WxSO-LskowKhr53xfURiOUkX8dRK2TgFh2BRI9OFNH79tolOGuAwfCsV7mPC9QDVl-oEfCzoK7YbXPirgyndfi9JHt9/s640/blogger-image--2110002410.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Charlie is still the world happiest boy. He loves being tickled, trains, singing and drawing. He is talking so much more than he was and we are granted glimpses inside his mind. It's powered by an extreme enthusiasm for life. He gets excited by so many things - bubbles, birds, bridges - to name a few recent things. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Xy9mwLpOLlIXGzA3jrfh_B3ioYxkIM5rEDeKN8TzUIkjS53kqISa-DN2UiqTsqhheFcbML30HscZ8xAoKcRQX1u_w8iWTE2QBiD410-lL5Ec1B14tD5J3j32W62tcPSRbZkGD6BxEg8G/s640/blogger-image--1455181814.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Xy9mwLpOLlIXGzA3jrfh_B3ioYxkIM5rEDeKN8TzUIkjS53kqISa-DN2UiqTsqhheFcbML30HscZ8xAoKcRQX1u_w8iWTE2QBiD410-lL5Ec1B14tD5J3j32W62tcPSRbZkGD6BxEg8G/s640/blogger-image--1455181814.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Recently he has taken to singing full songs, including any actions. His version of incey wincey spider has to be seen to be believed. I'm not sure one word is the traditional one but you know exactly what he is saying. </div><div><br></div><div>Lex</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2P532DwrReldUBbFJvAMbP1h3_HpJBL-cP-H3Py250-9ALjRIkcngSRRTS-mCNzmg0Gi9gNu0lXrdjaMR4rVO5G6JUZRYKvJPU9a4DX0S8j3MTp8V1k5jrOkfPFpeYfuuE_oc9ZJ-aacC/s640/blogger-image--976851050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2P532DwrReldUBbFJvAMbP1h3_HpJBL-cP-H3Py250-9ALjRIkcngSRRTS-mCNzmg0Gi9gNu0lXrdjaMR4rVO5G6JUZRYKvJPU9a4DX0S8j3MTp8V1k5jrOkfPFpeYfuuE_oc9ZJ-aacC/s640/blogger-image--976851050.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Lex is also talking loads now. He came over to me earlier snuggled in for a second then announced 'nice hug' and ran off. He is obsessed with rockets and is often heard counting down from ten to one then shouting 'space rocket to the moon!'</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7JDJT4TgcKjSnHA3IW9yFaQf4wwpLVum4fHmFAAHnQbFxWzVmytgq39G299kXOB4brfJ4OrhVDRNVFvwuH8-cj9S_hR6zcXFMOC85WiDDAozT41feXcmb4HHCDeG8k6jZfi0z9ETynC91/s640/blogger-image--259218732.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7JDJT4TgcKjSnHA3IW9yFaQf4wwpLVum4fHmFAAHnQbFxWzVmytgq39G299kXOB4brfJ4OrhVDRNVFvwuH8-cj9S_hR6zcXFMOC85WiDDAozT41feXcmb4HHCDeG8k6jZfi0z9ETynC91/s640/blogger-image--259218732.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>We have started reward charts to try to encourage the kids to eat less flamboyantly (i.e. stop throwing stuff!) and Lex is far ahead of the other two. He can carefully scrape out a yoghurt pot without spilling a drop. </div><div><br></div><div>He loves making little jokes and often comes over to me asking for calpol with a little twinkle in his eye. He knows I'll say no but he likes me laughing at his cheek. </div><div><br></div><div>He is obsessed with our friend Chris (who Beth calls Uncle Crispy) and even has a song about him. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> </span></div><div><br></div><div>Both boys are learning to walk in a direction we choose, making it much easier for us to let them all out of the buggy. They love this. They do still fight each other, shouting a weird ninja 'argjjkk!' as they wrestle. I'm sure that's not going to change any time soon - if ever! </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUf25dPpGxjHGDI9fuHR2l-8FCk4MZYulbT5jPg6Rpt_HFHVo4BlYfQmM0mWbSbmYF90zM2nVxQX8lvFvBoi4SGjZomEzAwl6NnvjetfiWJtgZBPExVWuD-LtMvTy7Em2BMTMRZ-8gWRyO/s640/blogger-image--1654092202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUf25dPpGxjHGDI9fuHR2l-8FCk4MZYulbT5jPg6Rpt_HFHVo4BlYfQmM0mWbSbmYF90zM2nVxQX8lvFvBoi4SGjZomEzAwl6NnvjetfiWJtgZBPExVWuD-LtMvTy7Em2BMTMRZ-8gWRyO/s640/blogger-image--1654092202.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Beth</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1BbQyUYbm6g39w4ZzTqqer0BWswbgt8q3tutNXaT17QR-2awEA5E-x-FwBpSDuRsZ4LdE0FNRMWjwv7WoBrY0lJF3RjFk7_HdTZGNK1Fc-3N8GVk3ycKgzjc9TdeE8FRkfc_n-pNqEI49/s640/blogger-image-1829243633.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1BbQyUYbm6g39w4ZzTqqer0BWswbgt8q3tutNXaT17QR-2awEA5E-x-FwBpSDuRsZ4LdE0FNRMWjwv7WoBrY0lJF3RjFk7_HdTZGNK1Fc-3N8GVk3ycKgzjc9TdeE8FRkfc_n-pNqEI49/s640/blogger-image-1829243633.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Beth is, as always, a mixture of gorgeous and er.... spirited. When we started the reward charts everyone thought she'd take to it easily but instead she's struggling most. She has this little monkey on her shoulder constantly urging her to chuck her spoon or pour yoghurt on the table and she finds it hard to resist! </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXe5mqx5pgmpzzfhQG7VSru93OIoDwV7AHcNfxdmddo0-xMu81XZ56J04yttqdtAuunK_j7KHeHQx42mbp-0MnOFKjA6X4UUujEbrDlSfkfwIIQEBHT_uGx3OC5huWbhQb_P3LpM62I8ah/s640/blogger-image-1064511941.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXe5mqx5pgmpzzfhQG7VSru93OIoDwV7AHcNfxdmddo0-xMu81XZ56J04yttqdtAuunK_j7KHeHQx42mbp-0MnOFKjA6X4UUujEbrDlSfkfwIIQEBHT_uGx3OC5huWbhQb_P3LpM62I8ah/s640/blogger-image-1064511941.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Her vocabulary is amazing. We're in full sentences now. In the morning when I go into their room she might say 'hello mummy, have you been sleeping?' Another example is below...</div><div><br></div><div>I asked her what her favourite things are and she said 'trains, walking, carries (being carried) and all sorts.' I'd also add planes, helicopters, people, animals and sweet things. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfF5qAYJMB_iyQOzcpx1LwR34s-31cqKyxK73bzjbIEr6AfG4uF6ra4YYuprpKUJbrzin3UYWdIhJO0rc_qTZ_Yo2LG3BDR-mBgtOeP-rk_5vW6VBeQSx_RY-JYhEebgPJT_wW8GTI9kv2/s640/blogger-image--1053443994.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfF5qAYJMB_iyQOzcpx1LwR34s-31cqKyxK73bzjbIEr6AfG4uF6ra4YYuprpKUJbrzin3UYWdIhJO0rc_qTZ_Yo2LG3BDR-mBgtOeP-rk_5vW6VBeQSx_RY-JYhEebgPJT_wW8GTI9kv2/s640/blogger-image--1053443994.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCJT39E2vlA6oVodiwuND8SpbsuzlrLQjS0rtOonm5vQNxXWlGjOT2lmvN9sxgYp5VSHBkSbQQ1VzHObOC8Uo-ej7038rYtJQFmyNVF3lS8fe3kZ95NSwNdYy_v7UDqQFT3QtmHwASIPrC/s640/blogger-image-2106020763.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCJT39E2vlA6oVodiwuND8SpbsuzlrLQjS0rtOonm5vQNxXWlGjOT2lmvN9sxgYp5VSHBkSbQQ1VzHObOC8Uo-ej7038rYtJQFmyNVF3lS8fe3kZ95NSwNdYy_v7UDqQFT3QtmHwASIPrC/s640/blogger-image-2106020763.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><div>The three of them play together more often. They often wrestle just before bed time, all 3 giggling. Charlie keeps tickling Beth's feet and, at the table, feeds her his food. They are practising holding hands and walking together, which may be the cutest thing ever. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtY3YrukCYvTI6KTOz8MFIBw5IVVaUVcH57F-HtVVTiozaKNEet-Utg44_R4x95ffGpbne9n15Sx3rDsf9K1OvExfAsZwYLJneZ8AQHEswsGT4FWx3-SsemFJd4yPNoe0aJuHcL8SykIgh/s640/blogger-image-698128626.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtY3YrukCYvTI6KTOz8MFIBw5IVVaUVcH57F-HtVVTiozaKNEet-Utg44_R4x95ffGpbne9n15Sx3rDsf9K1OvExfAsZwYLJneZ8AQHEswsGT4FWx3-SsemFJd4yPNoe0aJuHcL8SykIgh/s640/blogger-image-698128626.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBOgbE3yUXRg6J7P-EhdjE38eXATDqrQjkPqJUDQsPgKkyu3lHiG51qy4HN13Gzc3dw6MpDxQFXZcUQxRY_oDIGaIt28bektDPXGwXPNxUYOWO3NLEgxEA7Wpy047uF8wXPkkhNhlAwilB/s640/blogger-image--1978663843.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBOgbE3yUXRg6J7P-EhdjE38eXATDqrQjkPqJUDQsPgKkyu3lHiG51qy4HN13Gzc3dw6MpDxQFXZcUQxRY_oDIGaIt28bektDPXGwXPNxUYOWO3NLEgxEA7Wpy047uF8wXPkkhNhlAwilB/s640/blogger-image--1978663843.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><div>We have been trying to teach them hide and seek which they haven't entirely got. They love the game mind you! I close my eyes and count, listening to them scurrying away to hide. However when I open my eyes and shout 'coming! Ready or not!' All three are stood in front of me grinning. Matt says they just run back from their hiding place at the end! </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj9lo5l49D9dHKCipTdLRx6cO5CCxU_K4Yif2TuNtVB4UpTuwO1RJvtQ9n40uggw2ehzo-8VjAFU6LdOzuDusuk751B0BMkCYHgSEZJAe5kTw_XfIcBW5vcYJh72Hy8Nx4s4gBIUrWCJcB/s640/blogger-image-1512459835.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj9lo5l49D9dHKCipTdLRx6cO5CCxU_K4Yif2TuNtVB4UpTuwO1RJvtQ9n40uggw2ehzo-8VjAFU6LdOzuDusuk751B0BMkCYHgSEZJAe5kTw_XfIcBW5vcYJh72Hy8Nx4s4gBIUrWCJcB/s640/blogger-image-1512459835.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Many things are getting easier - bedtimes, going out and about, communication. Other things are harder - discipline and mealtimes come to mind! </div><div><br></div><div>They are all such fun little people though, each in their own way. I love their individual personalities and their close bond. We're very lucky. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-47251385291105495342014-06-27T15:29:00.001-07:002014-06-28T05:00:32.484-07:00Ball pits, trees and buggysSomewhere, back in the mists of time, Matt and I used to have holidays that we returned from refreshed. This was before children! <div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH-YGSDY3GAQK5WhrKzRtMXXzDDVS2h_Jk1zbkhtz4SrO_qQbJ91Ymf8YHLs6wdgXklDgdkPhHe-2rdEGWE638D06lF4BAnb5rAk6hlhv16oSHFsAc4-B-CvIreEp397XGfxdEshtApbBV/s640/blogger-image-1416444813.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH-YGSDY3GAQK5WhrKzRtMXXzDDVS2h_Jk1zbkhtz4SrO_qQbJ91Ymf8YHLs6wdgXklDgdkPhHe-2rdEGWE638D06lF4BAnb5rAk6hlhv16oSHFsAc4-B-CvIreEp397XGfxdEshtApbBV/s640/blogger-image-1416444813.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>We are just back from 4 days in Sherwood Forest, Centreparcs and we are both knackered! Here at home we have a safe, fenced in home and a gated garden. We can let the kids run about and occasionally relax. When we go elsewhere they are free to do whatever they like - I read a book recently that described two year olds as being at a stage of 'maximum movement and minimum sense' this is very familiar. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBd87UwT_GAeapGlGar_EGrvKCDHHgtLX5g2CXxyeSaPuDnBSoMfC5r2RAT_F4tZYYW_1rv6VyOlYp8DokHCgk1gxRILzrKFVnj-g_jLvoIui7-mSdxTX6DbM3y8lzi2cKpQew4_97ILr5/s640/blogger-image-334282392.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBd87UwT_GAeapGlGar_EGrvKCDHHgtLX5g2CXxyeSaPuDnBSoMfC5r2RAT_F4tZYYW_1rv6VyOlYp8DokHCgk1gxRILzrKFVnj-g_jLvoIui7-mSdxTX6DbM3y8lzi2cKpQew4_97ILr5/s640/blogger-image-334282392.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>We did have a lovely time mind you - just not a restful one! It was lovely to spend time with Grandma Cunnington and her friend Frankie. The kids are smitten with both. </div><div><br></div><div>Tuesday we went on a mini steam train. The response from the kids was mixed. Beth was quietly impressed, Charlie shouted (arms outstretched Titanic like) 'I did it! train!', and Lex had a complete spasm and could only be calmed by basically licking his mother. </div><div><br></div><div>Afterwards, however we found a great play area and all 3 loved that! </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsl6kPx7B-9uE83jVKkeFG173hh-kRbOOv1PskLXw13ae3elsyOfAXdGyaSW2CjvJs3UIig9HtSF1WXxOZ0A67u_uFV5I5psriA5a0uUkGdO0DmcGLPogLZeZ4GfxEY1nEi9ZTFL38hmvu/s640/blogger-image-1072916793.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsl6kPx7B-9uE83jVKkeFG173hh-kRbOOv1PskLXw13ae3elsyOfAXdGyaSW2CjvJs3UIig9HtSF1WXxOZ0A67u_uFV5I5psriA5a0uUkGdO0DmcGLPogLZeZ4GfxEY1nEi9ZTFL38hmvu/s640/blogger-image-1072916793.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Wednesday we met Rupert Bear and went swimming. The pool was fantastic with a toddler pool and a larger pool. All 3 loved this but again Charlie threw himself into it - literally! </div><div><br></div><div>Thursday we went to a toddler dance class. We thought it'd go well but it didn't really. They love music but it was more talking than music so they were more interested in going wherever we didn't want them to go. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA8gOSGhpMajn6oCnj3Z-UM-NioP-PaLZQ5wmke_dawBuPHvTfkpxH_JbSf_0DHJ9r2dMNYm8AY1CXO7hvhv_9fwSHL2B6OClHHKndw4U79xujdIu08keacz4zZyV2hJBB5Vvfh69aPqyy/s640/blogger-image--247500830.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA8gOSGhpMajn6oCnj3Z-UM-NioP-PaLZQ5wmke_dawBuPHvTfkpxH_JbSf_0DHJ9r2dMNYm8AY1CXO7hvhv_9fwSHL2B6OClHHKndw4U79xujdIu08keacz4zZyV2hJBB5Vvfh69aPqyy/s640/blogger-image--247500830.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>We did visit a good ball pit a couple of times (all outdoor toddler parks didn't seem to have gates!) which the kids loved although Charlie did manage to get past our door guard (Frankie) and run around a restaurant - apparently he scavved a chip off someone but did say 'thank you.'</div><div><br></div><div>Beth walked MILES. Grandma bought her a toy buggy and so everywhere we went she insisted on pushing her 'baby' doll in it. She would not be carried. </div><div><br></div><div>Lex made sure he greeted everyone 'helloooo' was his frequent refrain. 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Another upside though is that no- one went to hospital so yay! </div>Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-86688312757780004602014-06-20T13:36:00.001-07:002014-06-20T13:49:42.163-07:00Hospitals, trains and patios<div><br></div><div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtFmkvC-HBh7LG0-JxZ6Uu7vIPfK1IbjaBWQhYz9422A3vvcmVd9JNOtFD_SnPOAMu8LMj3tkkv1bL6RQFJFnJszC9dpYIqdm0Bpbw_M3xLl_7X6qRHsabEmMtd9mnibbxnuhX9Gf3lo29/s640/blogger-image--1510279956.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtFmkvC-HBh7LG0-JxZ6Uu7vIPfK1IbjaBWQhYz9422A3vvcmVd9JNOtFD_SnPOAMu8LMj3tkkv1bL6RQFJFnJszC9dpYIqdm0Bpbw_M3xLl_7X6qRHsabEmMtd9mnibbxnuhX9Gf3lo29/s640/blogger-image--1510279956.jpg"></a></div>You may remember, if you are a long time reader of this blog, that we were advised that having triplets was a roller coaster. This week is, a little more that the usual week, been proving the point.<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiILiTXANOvt66B4ui2sBmzYYruTXAldNzgJLfznWKn71s3AoMJ6MvWt5gtEHdLeTp8HkNIEL_LZoPhoU6YB8TPAMF_8Q4l0CGjV4VgRQpTJmwz0xrTu50NQI5o4FXUD8GDyteFZxG_lVwA/s640/blogger-image--1566012395.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiILiTXANOvt66B4ui2sBmzYYruTXAldNzgJLfznWKn71s3AoMJ6MvWt5gtEHdLeTp8HkNIEL_LZoPhoU6YB8TPAMF_8Q4l0CGjV4VgRQpTJmwz0xrTu50NQI5o4FXUD8GDyteFZxG_lVwA/s640/blogger-image--1566012395.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Over the weekend all the kids got snotty and we thought it might be hay fever. Luckily it was 'just' a virus but by 2am Sunday night we were off to A&E with both Charlie (wheezing) and Beth (panting). They both thought it was the most exciting thing ever. Beth was quickly released but Charlie was admitted - again! </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpIyH4Rlr4EXMvM3G1Z1LhJdlKHcyiA6BqV_If_CP5iDa99n54TxJ-2IOR0Qtzr2nASdV_AlA8OyeyO6JeVRDkRT6-e1ek1Oo4OwbLX4skZ2fweXW-QsUn2gxf7I5AQ429qtaExQd-4avH/s640/blogger-image--403494902.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpIyH4Rlr4EXMvM3G1Z1LhJdlKHcyiA6BqV_If_CP5iDa99n54TxJ-2IOR0Qtzr2nASdV_AlA8OyeyO6JeVRDkRT6-e1ek1Oo4OwbLX4skZ2fweXW-QsUn2gxf7I5AQ429qtaExQd-4avH/s640/blogger-image--403494902.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Cue lack of sleep for all of us. Charlie was basically fine and spent his time bouncing (literally) off the sides of the cot. Meanwhile the other two were home with Daddy and Granny. I had to work on the Tuesday because I couldn't afford to use annual leave. By Tuesday night we were both basically crawling but Game of Thrones got us through.</div><div><br></div><div>I have also been turned down for MA funding and a job in the last week so....boo!</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW9Ow0CK5n41HLBZopAmOyqHycbb0ASh25Otk3le7mk4aAhQZurN1MBk6UKK8pbeq0eVlK0-EyQbGx3LKyqGVhQeWr6lW0pIyhuAE_jX29YqUg0gaK1U4DB0lgMTx8GZPLiAR4AbYGJYxG/s640/blogger-image--289384833.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW9Ow0CK5n41HLBZopAmOyqHycbb0ASh25Otk3le7mk4aAhQZurN1MBk6UKK8pbeq0eVlK0-EyQbGx3LKyqGVhQeWr6lW0pIyhuAE_jX29YqUg0gaK1U4DB0lgMTx8GZPLiAR4AbYGJYxG/s640/blogger-image--289384833.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Anyway this week we have also been watching football, which Lex claims to love, and mummy loves because she can sort the garden out. We received some free Brio trains and track which went down super well. We've been playing loads in the garden (we removed a shed and discovered a patio) and also have played hats. There has been fun. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQYyCS9GExVc7DXNo46k8LB6XvfdLKo1yZFpSu0XfZGufBrNM6g65nwr9HpZ9eEJbiVqCOWVvzgljcOQv1_Yfa9tG-66LE2PSspVgTcZfV5WwmpA4IaegGDmtIm03uOM8crZHEvNWfwfqU/s640/blogger-image-203719704.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQYyCS9GExVc7DXNo46k8LB6XvfdLKo1yZFpSu0XfZGufBrNM6g65nwr9HpZ9eEJbiVqCOWVvzgljcOQv1_Yfa9tG-66LE2PSspVgTcZfV5WwmpA4IaegGDmtIm03uOM8crZHEvNWfwfqU/s640/blogger-image-203719704.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We took the kids to the hospital for their 2 year check. All 3 have had their tests now. Lex's was reported in the last post (did well, voting UKIP). Beth did really well and Charlie did a lot more things than we thought he could! Thursday we saw a consultant at Jessops (where they were born) - she was happy with their progress, impressed that Beth pick pocketed her bleeper without her noticing, and they have all been discharged. 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Charlie or, as Beth calls him, Char Char is often found standing to the side of the sofa and shouting 'ready, steady, GO!' before running across the room. This doesn't take long (it's a very small room) so he's quickly back in place again. Every now and then he deviates into 'Ready, steady, DADDY!' Not sure why but it's cute. </div>
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Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-34122242815732112652014-03-24T12:21:00.001-07:002014-03-24T13:50:52.314-07:00Second birthdayYesterday was the kids birthday. I wrote an entire post last night but I've lost it! Never mind. I'll try again.<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisqZ9dfRFDDbvsgCKOUgS9rwiijdWJUxnFEwopDsiIsf8gDbi8J3bmkZtr8IHyqiiNWDVheXPAR-W6BOi3mjCwyMHU0LztLl7Gl5-JNj2ycI1u_D679Yfmyu6rWe-S6jnj-01ZcC7nEKNH/s640/blogger-image-280609852.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisqZ9dfRFDDbvsgCKOUgS9rwiijdWJUxnFEwopDsiIsf8gDbi8J3bmkZtr8IHyqiiNWDVheXPAR-W6BOi3mjCwyMHU0LztLl7Gl5-JNj2ycI1u_D679Yfmyu6rWe-S6jnj-01ZcC7nEKNH/s640/blogger-image-280609852.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>So this weekend we've taken the kids to the park, soft play centre and Heeley City Farm. The kids had a great time and we were exhausted! Luckily we had lots of help outdoors from both grandma's, Aunty Amanda, Aunty Chrissie and we were also visited by Aunties Andrea and Ted with their families, Uncle Gareth and David. It's been a busy weekend. Ooh and they got birthday wishes on cbeebies thanks to my mum sending in a card. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHfLCawA8IXTbQ0jtKxH-XAIhzvjLKrbbUS9lxus_expm-Hh32_JwuVdwnwEAbYvxc5MykZdgTWurhx3XMFfolqQioOvkfGG3D0kOaMUhNxO8-P56bcwAHK7ok5TS7RfzwO_Pd3BpyUASW/s640/blogger-image--1101683375.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHfLCawA8IXTbQ0jtKxH-XAIhzvjLKrbbUS9lxus_expm-Hh32_JwuVdwnwEAbYvxc5MykZdgTWurhx3XMFfolqQioOvkfGG3D0kOaMUhNxO8-P56bcwAHK7ok5TS7RfzwO_Pd3BpyUASW/s640/blogger-image--1101683375.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>The kids have lots of new presents, new clothes and, it looks like, another cold! We are blessed. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVIC3IUGAe68Uvj5us0SAl72xmjKcHrcnTzCpniiEs5rFibosAQmFgXV0m-aPjmJa99c8klh9CVywI2Zh27jzY7jAKk3AGmjv4EmBG4vaVkn-bGsu3VWkPuuk1GZxmjrWoCrPn1iWis0qv/s640/blogger-image-428374075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVIC3IUGAe68Uvj5us0SAl72xmjKcHrcnTzCpniiEs5rFibosAQmFgXV0m-aPjmJa99c8klh9CVywI2Zh27jzY7jAKk3AGmjv4EmBG4vaVkn-bGsu3VWkPuuk1GZxmjrWoCrPn1iWis0qv/s640/blogger-image-428374075.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>It seems a good time to review their progress. </div><div><br></div><div>Charlie</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSkkmnB2Vxbh9KuY3sRjGshHHTuFAnyDv_atU-CY_FYCRNUoRzb5KONoeKlbBzv2oq6FIsRIKf_EiHMh6qgawcD3TMskxLVEZDJ55rmyiQAoy-Z8yGn6TjDvV2X9sVm-qWQgstV-Nw1cam/s640/blogger-image--1270661741.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSkkmnB2Vxbh9KuY3sRjGshHHTuFAnyDv_atU-CY_FYCRNUoRzb5KONoeKlbBzv2oq6FIsRIKf_EiHMh6qgawcD3TMskxLVEZDJ55rmyiQAoy-Z8yGn6TjDvV2X9sVm-qWQgstV-Nw1cam/s640/blogger-image--1270661741.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Charlie is now 22 pounds. He loves trains, cars, saying 'ready, steady, go!' and singing. He hasn't quite mastered walking in one direction as he gets distracted by..well....everything. He's a lot more affectionate than he used to be and is very often smiling. He is often found on the sofa checking that the view remains unaltered.</div><div><br></div><div>Lex</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQf9X3X04o5V0cPTqeQ40CO4ZbrVlDMUy1GKh67jFC2SEX4h4xYYnTshR43Uy_s_V7wMS5RgnhGXoB_U1EKmpgmYlqVXa4wWQqsiJ60ZFSbwEUcbhJ78RNP09GDxnliGv20CxZXwsyqq6y/s640/blogger-image-924410335.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQf9X3X04o5V0cPTqeQ40CO4ZbrVlDMUy1GKh67jFC2SEX4h4xYYnTshR43Uy_s_V7wMS5RgnhGXoB_U1EKmpgmYlqVXa4wWQqsiJ60ZFSbwEUcbhJ78RNP09GDxnliGv20CxZXwsyqq6y/s640/blogger-image-924410335.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Lex is now 24 pounds. He loves counting, his cow, cars and singing. He almost walks in one direction now. His emotions are very close to the surface and he smiles and tantrums often. He is cuddley too and is rarely found not holding a spoon.</div><div><br></div><div>Beth</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5XgcC5cXR4g8QqfuuOm2NaXsI_kmayQ_SjfidNhgUTwyfJTdM0NzfwfTAOqL9e14sB5EAu5yPSLEp8MJwJ45TXihQWGGw-tp1IXi9dHkwDlwqXppk-EuGBc-1J7V-SIMWMQr_piA5B8EF/s640/blogger-image--674906079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5XgcC5cXR4g8QqfuuOm2NaXsI_kmayQ_SjfidNhgUTwyfJTdM0NzfwfTAOqL9e14sB5EAu5yPSLEp8MJwJ45TXihQWGGw-tp1IXi9dHkwDlwqXppk-EuGBc-1J7V-SIMWMQr_piA5B8EF/s640/blogger-image--674906079.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Beth is 19 pounds. She loves fuss, role playing (putting toys to bed, tea parties etc), jigsaws and doing whatever you tell her not to do. She gets quite frustrated (and hitty) at times but is also capable of really sweet affection. She is the only one who kisses and hugs others. A few days ago she kissed my sore hand (from washing them so much!) better spontaneously. She loves her cuddles too and is often found wherever there is fuss to be had. </div><div><br></div><div>We went back to Jessops a few days ago for their two year old check up. We were hoping they would all be discharged but it was not to be. Both boys are growing and developing well so they are discharged. Beth is developing well but isn't putting weight on quick enough. So we have to take her back in four months. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaIbn6Y_KlB7J0IaL8V7hFXDMv_S7ddsvLapxXEWPZg4hv4OhkJ2FwDpytjSedcDxC8h7zBHYIYkx9_rqGM0S4RlPl4wRWkhFoBZks403oNJymKskg4mPdJewwOmR7e9Qv8XX4moEK6T7U/s640/blogger-image-420889281.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaIbn6Y_KlB7J0IaL8V7hFXDMv_S7ddsvLapxXEWPZg4hv4OhkJ2FwDpytjSedcDxC8h7zBHYIYkx9_rqGM0S4RlPl4wRWkhFoBZks403oNJymKskg4mPdJewwOmR7e9Qv8XX4moEK6T7U/s640/blogger-image-420889281.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>So their second year of life is over. In some ways it has got easier as we do get sleep more often, but not as much as we'd like. It's not as lonely as the first year as I get to leave the house alone if only to work. We're working on getting more adult only time - Matt's started going gaming again and I'm hoping to sort a regular night out too. </div><div><br></div><div>Days are a mix of great joy, laughs, singing, telling off, separating fights and exhausted tv watching. We still see ourselves as extremely lucky, just knackered as well! Happy birthday my beautiful children. We love you more than all the monkeys in the world. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-39265958879095541802014-03-08T13:00:00.001-08:002014-03-08T13:00:47.067-08:00Freedom and WheezingSo this post was supposed to be a 'look at us acting like normal people' post and if I had written it last weekend it would have been. <div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjez9qUkvWCdyKDUw4Y6hLbQ-ikdfPT-E6z5OM6FuaGlrn7Tv6D_bh7urnFBerq4nr3uErb_gSjDMxmfBuoGOkElvbcBZdjwbFuwg5-E-xmlh7YoGhEyXF3TCABm4jAvP9gN__1WeZ-xUJ-/s640/blogger-image--91710454.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjez9qUkvWCdyKDUw4Y6hLbQ-ikdfPT-E6z5OM6FuaGlrn7Tv6D_bh7urnFBerq4nr3uErb_gSjDMxmfBuoGOkElvbcBZdjwbFuwg5-E-xmlh7YoGhEyXF3TCABm4jAvP9gN__1WeZ-xUJ-/s640/blogger-image--91710454.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Last weekend Matt and I had a night off. My mum and sister Julie came to look after the kids - and furnished with a detailed written routine they let us free into the wild.</div><div><br></div><div>I know I'm supposed to say that I worried the whole time and kept checking my phone but I totally trusted them so I just relaxed. Besides Julie sent helpful 'they are all ok' updates that set my mind to rest. </div><div><br></div><div>We stayed at the East Lodge Hotel, which is lovely, in a very posh room. The food was lovely and it was a bit like the old days for us. Which was also lovely. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWINM9hcjs3PQSZIiACCokyV1qG7wvRHhCDsX1kG6cAGFowHfrHouAA0z0G7GT7Oh66RgopC3CARcfoFU5bexwsejgLUVZmjG-d-EkJYy4I8ohao-nEofCsiM1irvgujnXLXRf1d_GBKCS/s640/blogger-image-1146384083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWINM9hcjs3PQSZIiACCokyV1qG7wvRHhCDsX1kG6cAGFowHfrHouAA0z0G7GT7Oh66RgopC3CARcfoFU5bexwsejgLUVZmjG-d-EkJYy4I8ohao-nEofCsiM1irvgujnXLXRf1d_GBKCS/s640/blogger-image-1146384083.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>It was a bit touch and go at one point whether we would get the chance to go as Charlie was quite wheezy but he rallied thankfully. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv6SM2547sSQRpbijpuNXyFXuMxDRkJm9hBO7otknom24-Lylb3MzA-xk_NAkcO20P4SIgLJN1soELOBNg8aj_aToQWiZG_J4R4gm43xQjLy5_Uh76_4GT9G5fDbK1F5sK2-TbDbw9PFFF/s640/blogger-image--1837325072.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv6SM2547sSQRpbijpuNXyFXuMxDRkJm9hBO7otknom24-Lylb3MzA-xk_NAkcO20P4SIgLJN1soELOBNg8aj_aToQWiZG_J4R4gm43xQjLy5_Uh76_4GT9G5fDbK1F5sK2-TbDbw9PFFF/s640/blogger-image--1837325072.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Unfortunately this didn't last and Thursday we had to take him into A and E. Now it's Saturday night and instead of a glamorous meal like last week I'm typing this in the dark on the ward next to his cot. It's 8.52 and, by complete coincidence, International women's day. Happy women's day to you all. </div><div><br></div><div>We're hoping he can come home tomorrow. The other two have been missing him badly. Beth keeps pointing to his cot and high chair and saying 'Char Char?' Lex just looks extremely sad and when I showed him a picture of Charlie he just said 'buh bye.'</div><div><br></div><div>We skyped today so they could see each other and I think that helped but this separation isn't good for anyone. </div><div><br></div><div>Sorry not a chirpy update but it's been a hard few weeks. </div>Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-19483513788125597392014-02-14T09:41:00.001-08:002014-02-14T09:41:44.180-08:00Valentines dayTwo years ago today I hit 24 weeks pregnant and the triplets were viable. That was the day we really knew for sure we were having triplets! <div><br></div><div>And here they are today. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-hM6kS7TO2TXILqldtqRGQjPruqZUYN1MdTB1zvtVwc8-mdOxXBUuaImRY43bwbrVJH66XrLW0LsCKTTtpBb6VHtq7Er36gde7u9FmeOcj_7ttC-sbMJouWwRuD-nh5rTsEj0F_P5WJJN/s640/blogger-image-1256526025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-hM6kS7TO2TXILqldtqRGQjPruqZUYN1MdTB1zvtVwc8-mdOxXBUuaImRY43bwbrVJH66XrLW0LsCKTTtpBb6VHtq7Er36gde7u9FmeOcj_7ttC-sbMJouWwRuD-nh5rTsEj0F_P5WJJN/s640/blogger-image-1256526025.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Happy valentines days gorgeous kiddies and their lovely daddy. Xxx</div><br></div>Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-36365493502030931952014-01-29T15:08:00.001-08:002014-01-29T15:16:25.830-08:00Wrestling with creativity<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwHFCFx_WCH6yQjr8tm0-f87W5tAIW3NpYbIt8S8qRfTvkijWaqh0jWiso4LYibNXkbkgNXin41BhyphenhyphenaLnJ3vJdqnE3WfLGguQaR7L8z9jd32t-2IWIhqmoBOfg9ppvEfUA_nURcjnBMGg7/s640/blogger-image--672032268.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwHFCFx_WCH6yQjr8tm0-f87W5tAIW3NpYbIt8S8qRfTvkijWaqh0jWiso4LYibNXkbkgNXin41BhyphenhyphenaLnJ3vJdqnE3WfLGguQaR7L8z9jd32t-2IWIhqmoBOfg9ppvEfUA_nURcjnBMGg7/s640/blogger-image--672032268.jpg"></a></div>Charlie has taken up dancing. Last week I heard the patter of tiny feet in the living room, as I was cleaning up the kitchen, and when I looked in he was dancing across the floor, swirling around and grinning. He's also even more into music in general - his new favourite thing is to take two maracas and drum anything he can find. He still sings scales to me, hitting the same notes every time. He is very resourceful - he hasn't quite got the pointing thing himself yet but one song I sing to him says 'point to the ceiling, point to the floor' - he comes over and moves my hand to point at the right place. Lateral thinker! I'm taking them all to music class on Friday and I hope he's going to love it.<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_OFyzU34VHsaDFsR5KeF43bumuey3l61MW3bKKJNJ8RgcjHw4PBqHSZvd3WZkO4wr9a54MKT4l_OPZOxJpDTRSZr4D3wIueTr9jeOGz0Y4Fp7xzuyCtWICzePZ_yvJnQBy5ivHnQ3eVdw/s640/blogger-image-445117019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_OFyzU34VHsaDFsR5KeF43bumuey3l61MW3bKKJNJ8RgcjHw4PBqHSZvd3WZkO4wr9a54MKT4l_OPZOxJpDTRSZr4D3wIueTr9jeOGz0Y4Fp7xzuyCtWICzePZ_yvJnQBy5ivHnQ3eVdw/s640/blogger-image-445117019.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Beth has taken up singing so she should love the class too. You can recognise some of the songs - the hand movements do help. It's super cute but impossible to film as she stops as soon as you turn the lens towards her. All three are enjoying drawing but Beth has a little game she only plays with mummy. If I draw a picture on the magnetic drawing board she will take the stylus, scribble all over my picture then look at me very solemnly and say 'Oh no!' She's been doing great with the whole walking and listening to mummy thing - she walks through the park right next to the buggy with no reins and stops whenever I say. The boys are a lot more random but we are working on that.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZL1sgGu2puIvt6fxwNU8zXjgTefBOE3OrSiPqI_5mo5LnYOoGX6IigDLATH3NIUoM3fnzhdXIEPQRWliSn6MFhSn5nuy4kTuO6xwgFnodn3gxTLuJ2JzPuJNeVPFKVrkTc_ekufjO_O8I/s640/blogger-image-1092429988.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZL1sgGu2puIvt6fxwNU8zXjgTefBOE3OrSiPqI_5mo5LnYOoGX6IigDLATH3NIUoM3fnzhdXIEPQRWliSn6MFhSn5nuy4kTuO6xwgFnodn3gxTLuJ2JzPuJNeVPFKVrkTc_ekufjO_O8I/s640/blogger-image-1092429988.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Lex loves drawing. He takes it very seriously and is very deliberate with his stylus. He's also the first to be speaking in sentences - his favourites being 'it's a ball!' And 'it's a cow!' Occasionally we get 'where's it gone?' generally because he has thrown either the ball or the toy cow! He's always the first to run at me, arms up when I get home, and loves being tickled. I know when he particularly loves a song I'm singing or a book I've read as he claps at the end. It's just like being famous but without the media intrusion. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp3-UI4tI0DKjF2FifF-jvvnXAZ3V4m6GjhBQyXVMT5b3lLyolrC1yR-oyMkTERHV_fwmpzbVQBVfiTjsl3kkbmHDjUt9HeqVTFvbK38XYR5oMsYWM2-dz8HooWziBYtUM7O9kkR4oUSr2/s640/blogger-image--264897765.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp3-UI4tI0DKjF2FifF-jvvnXAZ3V4m6GjhBQyXVMT5b3lLyolrC1yR-oyMkTERHV_fwmpzbVQBVfiTjsl3kkbmHDjUt9HeqVTFvbK38XYR5oMsYWM2-dz8HooWziBYtUM7O9kkR4oUSr2/s640/blogger-image--264897765.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>I read somewhere that about 18 months kids start realising they are an individual and start asserting their independence. Ours have been to a certain extent but lately especially the boys have changed. They have started fighting for attention, toys, food, whatever - wrestling each other. They have also started playing peepo all over the house. This evening Lex popped up over the side of the bath causing huge giggles in Charlie and Beth, who were in the bath. So I think they have all realised they are individual people so the sharing quotient might go down a bit but the playing should go up.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTlm_bRY-wIgcEmZQnz5qGFR3qIT5DKKM-pQ5tC8hEPBUGMbWB8NYUl2muZhOLIAXYEgBs6hQY66pe1J8ZWCfhm2eBCKW_a01YwXBuydz68hvHNE_19TOoP_BrQyAaY8cy9ifugO42ElEx/s640/blogger-image--1706280015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTlm_bRY-wIgcEmZQnz5qGFR3qIT5DKKM-pQ5tC8hEPBUGMbWB8NYUl2muZhOLIAXYEgBs6hQY66pe1J8ZWCfhm2eBCKW_a01YwXBuydz68hvHNE_19TOoP_BrQyAaY8cy9ifugO42ElEx/s640/blogger-image--1706280015.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>They are very much toddlers now and have left babyhood behind. It's lovely to hear them speak, to understand more easily what they want and to have jokes with them. When I get home from work I get out of the car and they all jump on the sofa to watch me through the window. I see their three smiling faces lit up in our warm house, and Matt behind them and think 'wow, I'm so lucky.'</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAu4NLIhOsu4iCRIpg8fDRVE2RZrz3EWrqQIudjEuj4bF2KWvIvcKCk5eBQ0ir301uifFLaCUkbvg5E4nQ9Z72nbDiATlhbgsPbKgs766lflWV6tOWIjD4RwiHwriKvNU8IZH7NSNGAhET/s640/blogger-image-813425726.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAu4NLIhOsu4iCRIpg8fDRVE2RZrz3EWrqQIudjEuj4bF2KWvIvcKCk5eBQ0ir301uifFLaCUkbvg5E4nQ9Z72nbDiATlhbgsPbKgs766lflWV6tOWIjD4RwiHwriKvNU8IZH7NSNGAhET/s640/blogger-image-813425726.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-34824173184273033282014-01-02T12:29:00.001-08:002014-01-02T12:40:00.632-08:00A Christmas tale of bugs and spoons<div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Unusually for us it's been a busy month for visiting but that's Christmas for you. We went down to Borehamwood in early December to see Matts mum and lots of friends. </span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi68WVtWiYRTWSXSWq71f9VAx2PNxNZVGOuEjriEISBZuGpBprJV2TB3IAGYtTNo7T0AAkiweOeBacEhG4tX9ySwQ-JzF78nSSCojZpn34qw_w6gak3QzT6L6d7Z5v9VjJXb-7BiOYSwDSf/s640/blogger-image--1219117672.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi68WVtWiYRTWSXSWq71f9VAx2PNxNZVGOuEjriEISBZuGpBprJV2TB3IAGYtTNo7T0AAkiweOeBacEhG4tX9ySwQ-JzF78nSSCojZpn34qw_w6gak3QzT6L6d7Z5v9VjJXb-7BiOYSwDSf/s640/blogger-image--1219117672.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>It's our first weekend away where I think no one went to hospital so that's a big plus. We had a really lovely time. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnItx-F_dekiNaKPP5E3wxL9G4ELrCHqFtAqTytTKS_h22B5hYx9OrzvcORjAr628pgwPgUfcuwBI_O7Wz20N2dxDy1ggS66Rwvjx6PVxqDqvhoTeA3goidKQjo1RN0mLjucd03LXYr58r/s640/blogger-image--1315258403.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnItx-F_dekiNaKPP5E3wxL9G4ELrCHqFtAqTytTKS_h22B5hYx9OrzvcORjAr628pgwPgUfcuwBI_O7Wz20N2dxDy1ggS66Rwvjx6PVxqDqvhoTeA3goidKQjo1RN0mLjucd03LXYr58r/s640/blogger-image--1315258403.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Then, of course, it was Christmas. I had been trying to prepare the kids by telling them the true meaning of a Christmas - presents - but they didn't really get it. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRCQMNqYcuKhefNQ-9PKW6lq6IMsl9Oib5andOp-mF6JdhbnonLrjHOKguRPX0slxQC2LypsthS6gGXlpmbnuRKcsgDeFplsCgm6Xe_xHyQDDhkV4lrgM95vr3vUZIXPK9pJxqxQCJDsOa/s640/blogger-image--1956056763.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRCQMNqYcuKhefNQ-9PKW6lq6IMsl9Oib5andOp-mF6JdhbnonLrjHOKguRPX0slxQC2LypsthS6gGXlpmbnuRKcsgDeFplsCgm6Xe_xHyQDDhkV4lrgM95vr3vUZIXPK9pJxqxQCJDsOa/s640/blogger-image--1956056763.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>They did understand that if we reached for the advent calendar they got chocolate so that went down well. Beth particularly has discovered a taste for it.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiosxUBhHWpcrqTqBoMojZujWEb4SR-fLeas1GjSekCvNlcfh_Q91ieFirdT3itSsnI0slJr3Vofi-aB00C8PHebOOByZTTwqt_n8nZI8zGKAopYX9b_DFECJq4WacEF1D6SYIMlXQ-I8ZM/s640/blogger-image--10453897.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiosxUBhHWpcrqTqBoMojZujWEb4SR-fLeas1GjSekCvNlcfh_Q91ieFirdT3itSsnI0slJr3Vofi-aB00C8PHebOOByZTTwqt_n8nZI8zGKAopYX9b_DFECJq4WacEF1D6SYIMlXQ-I8ZM/s640/blogger-image--10453897.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>The weekend before Christmas matts mum came<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> up and we ended up in A&E again with Charlie. 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We had to do it in 3 shifts! Thanks so much to everyone who was so generous. The kids were giddy as kippers. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_SA1lluZ33-lIo41rwnfV0w2tUtb0GFqqP90ichHE8p3l1DMtndXi1P6p7_xsTM53QQM4-KF_XxyCiv86PKhlwRjcEVTKvWtOlNL6IKPSl7GdqwbAjs30cD_pVtRWb3-0sO_zDZyMZYLG/s640/blogger-image--21314049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_SA1lluZ33-lIo41rwnfV0w2tUtb0GFqqP90ichHE8p3l1DMtndXi1P6p7_xsTM53QQM4-KF_XxyCiv86PKhlwRjcEVTKvWtOlNL6IKPSl7GdqwbAjs30cD_pVtRWb3-0sO_zDZyMZYLG/s640/blogger-image--21314049.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8IdMvWgQxZv4P-8tUGtPrHMI272U0gRgVRUvzoFWG_pbj_birop45rnvFdzuxahYyp6ga0919qBm0YVe4cq_yIJRmjeIgVDhBbNhPyXDCt5CpsPcUU-ragR9KeutS92SzDCWNzyXhWU3U/s640/blogger-image-650744278.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8IdMvWgQxZv4P-8tUGtPrHMI272U0gRgVRUvzoFWG_pbj_birop45rnvFdzuxahYyp6ga0919qBm0YVe4cq_yIJRmjeIgVDhBbNhPyXDCt5CpsPcUU-ragR9KeutS92SzDCWNzyXhWU3U/s640/blogger-image-650744278.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Boxing Day my sister Julie came up with her clan. It was great to see them and watch the kids with their cousins. 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Well I have applied for an MA and PhD and I am really pleased by my new spoons. Life is good (i.e. No-one is ill at this precise moment). </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMj1aXjPQfNGblr-1tgBGvmHuDONqVUHGfDmHLv-JT8gI3I_ncLCNy-jrPlS0vI87OU70kQXO4VNwmAoCPJk5xyw5K2bfwCs5yrxl6IT27XBRwxKmhKXWBJzRQVRL0JHZQo4ImS4CbnWcA/s640/blogger-image--1019682456.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMj1aXjPQfNGblr-1tgBGvmHuDONqVUHGfDmHLv-JT8gI3I_ncLCNy-jrPlS0vI87OU70kQXO4VNwmAoCPJk5xyw5K2bfwCs5yrxl6IT27XBRwxKmhKXWBJzRQVRL0JHZQo4ImS4CbnWcA/s640/blogger-image--1019682456.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div>Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-47147013849142275602013-11-22T13:25:00.001-08:002013-11-22T13:33:32.785-08:00Snot and hobbling<div>
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On that trip Matt was pulling the buggy out of the car and managed to damage his back. A few days later it was still bad and a trip to the GPs had him signed off for 2 weeks. He was also banned from lifting anything, including children. </div>
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We also met our friend Amanda at a soft play centre (and Uncle Chris came too). The kids were so excited and loved it. We did too but man were we tired by the time we got home!<br>
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Some of it is wonderful and some of it is crazy difficult. <div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigzmkhLrIFD5KzOtVavHg8qkJKd6zeU6t9eDzt8my2s_dPrlWE-xq6ovBy82LbzuSr_MpmJkldyCGVvGADorjoMfaifgpFB7Vj-rvCuREvlKpAFRECqSole27Lq3QBIF1hXXpy5XEcjFRB/s640/blogger-image-979265000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigzmkhLrIFD5KzOtVavHg8qkJKd6zeU6t9eDzt8my2s_dPrlWE-xq6ovBy82LbzuSr_MpmJkldyCGVvGADorjoMfaifgpFB7Vj-rvCuREvlKpAFRECqSole27Lq3QBIF1hXXpy5XEcjFRB/s640/blogger-image-979265000.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>I've discovered that the best thing to do when I'm having a day with the kids is to take them out. They don't want to be in the buggy anymore. They want to be out and about. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZlEm9uMVFL9TJ9qJpV8ktcubdJUOFvO9A4vHB9pAkqPwBcBLyUHwKO9I8rClOdmJCwEJcEIUlh410hbkXG4HH72L9SRg9honw-y1_nROB1r5pbo8FP7dtomDTgY4YragzTSmv2WsH_wQQ/s640/blogger-image-8779423.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZlEm9uMVFL9TJ9qJpV8ktcubdJUOFvO9A4vHB9pAkqPwBcBLyUHwKO9I8rClOdmJCwEJcEIUlh410hbkXG4HH72L9SRg9honw-y1_nROB1r5pbo8FP7dtomDTgY4YragzTSmv2WsH_wQQ/s640/blogger-image-8779423.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>I've started going to a toddler group - one for twins and multiples - so I'm not the only freak in the field. I've been twice and I think it's going to be great for all of us. </div><div><br></div><div>I've also managed to meet up with some friend who had twins at the same time we had our kids. It's so nice being able to talk to people who understand the wonders and horrors of having more than one kid at the same time. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj72CQcARdjEpFSZw9KnTubbqSAc473zX4V9RHW-Vq0EuCu-rHq792P8Ycn3kmX7wx-810hNB_eDMl5bOfaVnHi1kg41jjs_-bSm45FqHb00wSRVY7R53SSn2IJ9iHeQ3EyiaqflsyJ3XaQ/s640/blogger-image--1682465385.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj72CQcARdjEpFSZw9KnTubbqSAc473zX4V9RHW-Vq0EuCu-rHq792P8Ycn3kmX7wx-810hNB_eDMl5bOfaVnHi1kg41jjs_-bSm45FqHb00wSRVY7R53SSn2IJ9iHeQ3EyiaqflsyJ3XaQ/s640/blogger-image--1682465385.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Both of the above have been because a friend figured out how I could load the car with the kids. I am quite short (not remarkably short but really quite short) and this doesn't help in putting three kids in a Ford Galaxy! I could get them all in their seats with help of a portable stool (yes really) but I couldn't flip the handle down on Beth's middle seat because you need to be tall enough to press a button on both sides at the same time. I just couldn't reach so I've been basically homebound for months (ever since the kids were let out). Anyway Ruth, another twins mum, said 'why not do it from the passenger seat.' I'd never thought of that!'</div><div><br></div><div>So now me loading the car involves carrying out 3 kids, standing on a stool and then climbing in the passenger seat to flip the handle down. Only then can I drive away.</div><div><br></div><div>Anyway the reason for the ramble above is that last Friday I was due to meet a friend at a soft play centre for the first time. I was really looking forward to it. Thursday night though Lex was very full of cold and, super emotional because of it - as a result no-one got much sleep so I had to cancel. 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I swapped with Matt the next day and spent the next night in the hospital. They were talking about Lex coming home when Matt rang to say that Charlie was wheezing! </div><div><br></div><div>So we ended up with Lex on a ward, Charlie downstairs in A&E and Beth at home with Grandma. In the end Charlie was admitted and Lex was released. </div><div><br></div><div>So at that point we had Beth and Lex at home with mummy and grandma, Charlie in the children's hospital with daddy. Whilst putting the two kids to bed Lex did a very good impression of the Exorcist and mummy and grandma cleaned up lots of returned milk. </div><div><br></div><div>I then went to pick up Charlie and Matt. We were all super grateful that the nightmare was over. Grandma went home, after a lovely visit. </div><div><br></div><div>Tuesday night I started to feel extremely ill. It turned out we'd brought home a stomach bug! Oh the joy. Grandma also took it home with her. </div><div><br></div><div>Luckily Wednesday Izzy, the nanny was working so she bleached everything while I lay in bed. Beth was ill that day. </div><div><br></div><div>Thursday began with Charlie being violently sick and after cleaning this up, with Matt, I realised I forgotten to wish him happy birthday! So Happy birthday Matt! </div><div><br></div><div>On the bright side Charlie decided to strike out for the great unknown in the centre of the room on Matts birthday. Here's the link to video proof (I'd google how to embed the link but I'm tired!): <a href="http://youtu.be/nEimd7FWdZk" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">http://youtu.be/nEimd7FWdZk</a></div><div><br></div><div>Friday it looked like we were out of the woods. The kids seemed happier and we even had visitors - Jo and Chris - it was fun until Matt started to feel ill...</div><div><br></div><div>So now it's Saturday. 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We are back from our holiday. Before we went Aunty Chrissy came to visit.<br />
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Daddy and Chrissy took the babies to the park and allowed Beth loose and boy did she take to this like a duck to water. She was rushing around like nobodies business. She made a bid for freedom toward the gate but was headed off at the pass by a quick witted Chrissy. The babies were whizzing up and down slides, swinging high and round and round on the roundabout. <br />
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The house was suitably baby proofed but Beth has taken a leaf out of the Velociraptor's book and was probing all the fences for weaknesses.<br />
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We spent the Monday on the beach. It was windy but we all had fun. Beth was zooming off in all directions with an ever vigilant minder alongside. Our Chaz joined in by crawling off the mat and head first into the sand which he found hilarious and somewhat tasty. Lex was a little less adventureous and stayed on the mat gingerly touching the sand to see what it did. <br />
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The visit to hospital bought back a lot of memories from last year. The beeping machines and the worrying. After a very sleepless night for Mummy we were very relieved to be told the boys could go home with inhalers. <br />
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On the Friday the holiday resumed for its last day and we all headed back to Scarborough. This time to the seafront. Scarborough was lovely. Very old school seaside, lovely Victorian hotels and donkeys on the beach:<br />
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The holiday was over all too quickly thanks to our unscheduled holiday within a holiday at the hospital. Next year we have decided to try Great Ormond Street for the boys. Mummy and Daddy can stay at a nice fancy London hotel. We enjoyed it, Grandma loved making sandcastles, a little too much as she warned off Beth from destroying them :-)<br />
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We returned home and Lex decided that Beth was hogging all the limelight and decided enough was enough and lets get walking:<br />
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He is very pleased with himself but does look a bit drunk sometimes staggering around. He has though mastered going backwards, so much so he does a passable Moonwalk but we are yet to catch this on video.<br />
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We call this "going gah". Its lovely to see them playing with each other. They have ready made playmates.<br />
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Finally the boys decided whilst they were away to form their own band:<br />
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<br />Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-62299812009578132362013-09-03T12:43:00.001-07:002013-09-03T13:01:12.940-07:00Run, don't walk, from The Blob!!Today saw the six monthly check up at the Jessops to see how the brood are progressing. We had to create a stockade within reception to contain the horde.When they are let loose they manage to ooze through gaps like the Blob. Luckily the staff at the hospital were, as usual, great. Whilst mummy and daddy were talking shop with the Consultant they looked after the babies, reading and singing to them. There was the usual weighing and prodding:<br />
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Lex, now weighs22lbs 13oz<br />
Our Chaz now weighs19lbs 8oz<br />
Beth weighs17lbs 7oz<br />
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The doctor said he was really pleased with their progress and (Mummy Daddy head swelling time) we had done really well and added together the babies would make one perfect baby :-) We have to go back one more time then hopefully we will be discharged. It must be stated that all the staff at the Jessops Wing have been fantastic and our children would not be where they are today if it were not for them.<br />
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Away from the hospital it has been a busy few weeks. On Bank Holiday Monday we all went to Millhouses Park and met up with Andrea, Simon, Lily and Alfie for a great time. Beth loved walking with Lily and getting shoulder rides. Friday Andrea, her mum and her children came round and gave the babies uber amounts of fuss.<br />
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The kids of course lapped all this up. When don't they like attention, if they don't get any then they look like this:<br />
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At the weekend Lex decided he had had enough of holding on to the edges and took his first proper steps across the room. Mummy and daddy were proper choked up at this, he has been trying so hard for ages to walk and suddenly he just burst on to the scene. We have tried to capture it on video but he won't play ball and do it when we want, selfish little bugger, much to the annoyance of his Aunty Bex.<br />
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After the hospital today we took all the babies to Weston Park for lunch, and met Claire's work colleague, Richard. He was soon roped into helping, I think he learnt that a third pair of hands are always useful. The babies were all safely on the giant rug until Beth decided she was off and toddled off into the park pursued by daddy:<br />
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Our Chaz decided that his sister was not going to upstage him so he then crawled off the mat and headed for the bandstand. We think he may want to go on to the stage. Lex was too busy playing with his toys to join in.<br />
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Beth has taken on a role within the house. It appears to be some kind of extra poo detector, as she appears to go round checking her brothers:<br />
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Hopefully it won't be long until they can put themselves to bed and then we can just relax and kick our heels up, oh we wish. They are coming on leaps and bounds, they have started trying to use cutlery with some, interesting, results. Beth seems to understand the concept, spoon in yoghurt then in the mouth. Our Chaz can take the spoon and smear yoghurt on his face and Lex is having a little trouble, he sees the spoon or fork and takes the food off it with his fingers and eat it himself. Every day is a learning experience for them and us. <br />
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Matt went away last week and it was not as bad as last time. Thank god! We talked to him on Skype every night, which highly confused the babies, but I think it did help them realise daddy wasnt gone.<br />
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Beth has taken to the whole walking business and shoots across the living room now on a regular basis. We need to get her some proper shoes.<br />
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Charlie is continuing to move from the floor to running in about a month. He's now hanging off the furniture just holding on with one hand. </div>
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Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-54038267210892459692013-08-05T13:42:00.000-07:002013-08-05T13:49:43.947-07:00July Recap<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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It's been a while! Sorry about that. Here's a quick recap of the last 6 weeks or so. My friend Anna came round with her baby Florrie - the kids were entranced. Matt and I managed to get out to a pub quiz with friends and won! Lex made friends with a box. <br />
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The babies have an irrational fear of grass. Mummy has a vitamin D and calcium deficiency possibly from growing 3 skeletons at the same time. We got a paddling pool and balls.<br />
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Last week when we went on holiday with my sister Julie and her family and granny. We went to Bridlington and stayed in a huge house. <br />
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The babies got loads of fuss from their relatives and we got to watch them loving that. Days out were a bit tricky thanks to the babies needing a sleep every afternoon but everyone coped very well with the many restrictions of multiple small people.<br />
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I did also manage to pack a cold so me and the babies came down with it in turn. That meant a lot less sleep than we had planned but it was lovely to see everyone.<br />
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Here's where the babies are at. Charlie has moved from rolling to standing in a few weeks. He is now super excited by the whole standing thing.<br />
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He is saying more words: 'wait' is still the favourite but 'hurray' and 'whoosh' have made an appearance. He loves watching cars and being tickled.<br />
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Lex is standing confidently and has taken a step or two. He is obsessed with 'round and round the garden' and comes over many times a day, looks up at you, and draws a circle on his hand. You must comply with his wishes.<br />
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Beth is walking 3-4 steps between furniture but is yet to strike out into the great unknown that is the centre of the room. She has started sorting things into colours and Matt was rather scared to see her sorting plastic dolphins and rings into a colour matched dolphin army. She loves building towers and anything we don't want her to do.<br />
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Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-24828413776927214762013-06-17T13:47:00.001-07:002013-06-26T04:44:29.606-07:00Baby news and Father's DayLots of news and Father's Day to tell you about so let's get started...<br />
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First the bad news. I've lost my home start volunteer. Apparently they are losing part of their funding plus I am too organised. Boo! Jo came every other Friday and just helped out. Life in the baby zoo is much easier with another keeper at work. Charlie has a big crush on her and the rest of us will miss her too. She promises to keep in touch. Fingers crossed.</div>
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The two grandparents came up at the same time and chatted about their lovely grandchildren (all of them). They also discovered a mutual obsession with computer games - you didn't think Matt and I came from nowhere did you? We also got some sunshine and ran into the garden to enjoy it. </div>
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As you can see Beth was in her element. She is very close to walking now. She pulls herself around furniture at great speed and has taken standing for long periods unaided then diving at people. She is super cute, when she wants to be, beeping her nose and doing 'round and round the garden' on her own hand whilst looking at you with those huge eyes. She's also what is technically termed a handful as she wriggles away when you are trying to dress her or throws toast on the floor like she is feeding ducks. The health visitor came today and she's still on the 2nd percentile at 16 pound 4. </div>
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Lex is teaching himself to stand up. He needs his hands holding to get up but is a little too optimistic because once he is up he tries to pull his hands away so he can clap himself! This does not go well. He is saying a few more words - 'gan' for 'again' and today he said 'Ma, Ma' for the first time. I got a little too excited by this. He does love his mummy so much that he has a habit of biting her. Izzy, the nanny, thinks he is confused about how to kiss. Very confused! He weighs in at 22 pounds and is on the 50th percentile - so he's average which means he's caught up with babies born at full term. </div>
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Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-68894221953501251192013-06-06T14:27:00.001-07:002013-06-06T14:27:19.163-07:00Mummy and Daddy's day off<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF-y7gbkt9kFRzs9315pB2WtVrufFWyS4O_jZKka4rz4zCFMPHycOw3TolW1Byo3VqjNqId68jdMuSMHVJSMi4_LRFjY9LEz_BiAdYfx2KyUBAJUbG260W04mTW1MbRYDo8Z8_dO7OZSMW/s640/blogger-image-1553816834.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF-y7gbkt9kFRzs9315pB2WtVrufFWyS4O_jZKka4rz4zCFMPHycOw3TolW1Byo3VqjNqId68jdMuSMHVJSMi4_LRFjY9LEz_BiAdYfx2KyUBAJUbG260W04mTW1MbRYDo8Z8_dO7OZSMW/s640/blogger-image-1553816834.jpg"></a></div>For my birthday my special treat from Matt was a day off. We both took a day off work, Izzy looked after the kids as usual and we went to centretainment.</div><div><br></div><div>First on the agenda was bowling. Matt got frustrated that he didn't hit a strike and I got frustrated that I couldn't hit a pin! There was a kid next to us and he had little fences that came up when he bowled to keep his bowling ball out of the gutters. I was jealous! Anyway I discovered I was much better if I didn't think about it and just chucked it. It's much easier on the Wii.</div><div><br></div><div>After three games we turned our attention to air hockey - a game where we are more evenly matched, mostly because it simply involves randomised violence. I still lost but not as painfully! Well I say that but Matt took the opportunity to post my losing picture on Facebook so that was quite painful! </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIlPDvNyveUUsamxN0A19J2RAAKFMUUO5RK5xGPAEWop4mM2zcpsUV4FWg80jkZm-6h3HqyOsVFhDjKxkMPWHGdyE1hgao5Dec_WWtp_SugZBahP8VrwpVHl5FaRcKmLTDb0I4HcpNgXxt/s640/blogger-image--1838656847.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIlPDvNyveUUsamxN0A19J2RAAKFMUUO5RK5xGPAEWop4mM2zcpsUV4FWg80jkZm-6h3HqyOsVFhDjKxkMPWHGdyE1hgao5Dec_WWtp_SugZBahP8VrwpVHl5FaRcKmLTDb0I4HcpNgXxt/s640/blogger-image--1838656847.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Lunch was next and we had a lovely lunch in Bella Italia, after failing to eat in the Handmade Burger Co (they didn't cater for freaky coeliacs like me unless you like salad - and it was my day off). Finally we saw the new Star Trek film which Matt hated and I liked.</div><div><br></div><div>It was a lovely day and it was also great to come home and see our little beauties. It's great to have a day off (our first ever!) but also good to come home.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6_zBhHF6fXpul0ecKoK1K8IhOsTnxMcVBYEZsToR6nNVWmHgyP9wuGRf5XqR-2YB1oXAmruLdaQ7DhGB3SBLFY30U9QJ4dU7FQqKV0XQImYSldi-JQeRcLFxuvxxHOqBO0kL1zJ0Q-j4A/s640/blogger-image-874023292.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6_zBhHF6fXpul0ecKoK1K8IhOsTnxMcVBYEZsToR6nNVWmHgyP9wuGRf5XqR-2YB1oXAmruLdaQ7DhGB3SBLFY30U9QJ4dU7FQqKV0XQImYSldi-JQeRcLFxuvxxHOqBO0kL1zJ0Q-j4A/s640/blogger-image-874023292.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Big news with the babies is that Charlie has a new word...'wait!' This is because he is obsessed with knocking down towers of cups and I have to keep telling him to wait to give me a chance to build them before he attacks! Monday I kept hearing this tiny voice say 'Wait! Wait!' - I thought I was imagining it because it sounded so clear. But no...it's Charlie's next word. Who knows when he will say 'Mama!' It must have been very tiring for him because today he fell asleep in his lunch and Beth took advantage.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCZOiEWcD9qlQwT3kaclEco98lmkRN36II9xGXk6wAKYJl31N8rt7WLCtcx1ndWjNi9fkWx6iqg3It_bk5Mig5ztzSdJDr72ciRUHG5euoM9OPk57UmZgDgptJEl3YOMLRFQIVpcZfOg84/s640/blogger-image-500253111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCZOiEWcD9qlQwT3kaclEco98lmkRN36II9xGXk6wAKYJl31N8rt7WLCtcx1ndWjNi9fkWx6iqg3It_bk5Mig5ztzSdJDr72ciRUHG5euoM9OPk57UmZgDgptJEl3YOMLRFQIVpcZfOg84/s640/blogger-image-500253111.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Lex is trying to pull himself up to stand. He can do this but I think he is freaked out once he gets there because he looks very confused and sobs a bit. I think the new perspective throws him! He is, as always, easy to cheer up though and at the moment if I adopt a Sybil Fawlty voice he cracks up.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMTOevBvtGWn7lOUIlHl5AR2mTYThocP-rRZ2o4ritB3RztVoIPoRw9uXUjDtQ3crH0kIe86s0PuReE-VU_IkCW4whGfNj81w18501lrgIiC3NiRYgvapbck2SmZdA78fsMJ_45vpqkvMM/s640/blogger-image-1546257611.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMTOevBvtGWn7lOUIlHl5AR2mTYThocP-rRZ2o4ritB3RztVoIPoRw9uXUjDtQ3crH0kIe86s0PuReE-VU_IkCW4whGfNj81w18501lrgIiC3NiRYgvapbck2SmZdA78fsMJ_45vpqkvMM/s640/blogger-image-1546257611.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Beth has taken up pointing and hats. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqB__WvZQKApCil0S81ysUHum9wva3twFJ2SRdz2_xqK92sHEkEyDDLjDsRgzJjRmxgzhTOmGL_Z60EizSU1X8LVNSTw9AxaTR1-qvhukvZElkhe4WNrfQ7unjqh9J3XS9mpTChhc4Fx-H/s640/blogger-image-1291013753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqB__WvZQKApCil0S81ysUHum9wva3twFJ2SRdz2_xqK92sHEkEyDDLjDsRgzJjRmxgzhTOmGL_Z60EizSU1X8LVNSTw9AxaTR1-qvhukvZElkhe4WNrfQ7unjqh9J3XS9mpTChhc4Fx-H/s640/blogger-image-1291013753.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div>Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-13004136137574129452013-05-30T13:51:00.001-07:002013-05-30T13:51:47.314-07:00Birthday babiesToday was mummy's birthday. Last year on her birthday Mummy got her first triple baby pile on. (Pile on is copyright Rebecca Jayne Peacock White). A year on we repeated this and the photos look a little bit different! <div><br></div><div>Last year:</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghwP2trPQ3UJEZuKSrEN8EzqE3Fk2OK4eUytO0y8BSQbB2pjbCuCQqSKpshg-T7N8ZNb6mjA2bC44JmEGbkURnJUsdYeETSF4xLhQ6LESOGaSH1eCwazdR3ptaF_3FxM4SfILayKL25Csk/s640/blogger-image--1045089988.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghwP2trPQ3UJEZuKSrEN8EzqE3Fk2OK4eUytO0y8BSQbB2pjbCuCQqSKpshg-T7N8ZNb6mjA2bC44JmEGbkURnJUsdYeETSF4xLhQ6LESOGaSH1eCwazdR3ptaF_3FxM4SfILayKL25Csk/s640/blogger-image--1045089988.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>This year</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisq7pjzJvphz5cfDvpvT5HkY2c8WpgDzkYuQiDgOxpePCuO9K2jC-VsNVEiM9katDRZ7XXwxfIMTBQiF6ZUK8F_tPYh3_5FIwfGV19SjMKTAi_QZNkvB9QDapclSIqKdhpIEmz5dgDic7P/s640/blogger-image-977069771.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisq7pjzJvphz5cfDvpvT5HkY2c8WpgDzkYuQiDgOxpePCuO9K2jC-VsNVEiM9katDRZ7XXwxfIMTBQiF6ZUK8F_tPYh3_5FIwfGV19SjMKTAi_QZNkvB9QDapclSIqKdhpIEmz5dgDic7P/s640/blogger-image-977069771.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>How things have changed :-) Its a little easier to identify who is who now for a start. </div><div><br></div><div>Beth has progressed to letting go of the sofa and discovering gravity. Thankfully the padded nappies are there to ease the burden. Lex is enjoying sitting up and watching the tv (as evidenced in the picture) but he is trying to stand. Charlie can't be bothered with sitting or standing, he is though breakdancing. He leaves his head in a fixed position and then spins round and round. He has decided that this Shows his Groovy Moves (Show Me Show Me - Cbeebies for the uninitiated). </div><div><br></div><div>The babies are now mixing with other babies. Izzy, their nanny, takes them to the library every week so they can mix. In a few weeks they are trying the pub. Mummy and Daddy are socialising as well. They had a nice meal in Silversmiths and next week are going to the cinema :-O Actually the babies do more socialising than mummy and daddy. </div><div><br></div><div>They are growing up very quickly. We have to be very sharp to keep up with them! </div>Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-80323950117555958882013-05-19T10:11:00.001-07:002013-05-19T10:15:11.329-07:00Quick RecapIt's actually been so long that I have too much to say. This working business does take up time. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMR-L3Ik3wTKp_tim90ti2M1cTsDfvbW1mg4A4IwC1cekIQ6AMnY8HAZ1YRsOybd6Wpstorcm6bl4B_TADoG6aIXXsCmYJl8o13C1uxJDYLR-ueYmYZaGAW4NpiPZxkG3yIX6cLp_yqCsg/s640/blogger-image--1303046398.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMR-L3Ik3wTKp_tim90ti2M1cTsDfvbW1mg4A4IwC1cekIQ6AMnY8HAZ1YRsOybd6Wpstorcm6bl4B_TADoG6aIXXsCmYJl8o13C1uxJDYLR-ueYmYZaGAW4NpiPZxkG3yIX6cLp_yqCsg/s640/blogger-image--1303046398.jpg"></a>Lex and Tom. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMR-L3Ik3wTKp_tim90ti2M1cTsDfvbW1mg4A4IwC1cekIQ6AMnY8HAZ1YRsOybd6Wpstorcm6bl4B_TADoG6aIXXsCmYJl8o13C1uxJDYLR-ueYmYZaGAW4NpiPZxkG3yIX6cLp_yqCsg/s640/blogger-image--1303046398.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8vBlAM2H29VKc4WWsEEtZ59zeCh1MyYPqAtRwTV2GpivaR2NUpp2MLjPOicPEryP7hgnSvgUklmNablW_jovR9p7TU6IgxGlzaKW4ka9MXEicyydFgz_zVOsh0emPtPs-0q3pcJVvnqvj/s640/blogger-image--723930241.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8vBlAM2H29VKc4WWsEEtZ59zeCh1MyYPqAtRwTV2GpivaR2NUpp2MLjPOicPEryP7hgnSvgUklmNablW_jovR9p7TU6IgxGlzaKW4ka9MXEicyydFgz_zVOsh0emPtPs-0q3pcJVvnqvj/s640/blogger-image--723930241.jpg"></a> Millie and Beth. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4DOoJATDQQN13V8LcfdUOjdXUGgBA3y46O56aGsMprOoV9zJewZayhIs2KW506qKzqpofIN69ok06zDoYcQRX_GbaWJMbttZicYtcv271SY0QagVmC-MA_vNJ6FwNL_bd-3XSWlNEoXKO/s640/blogger-image-1761782365.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4DOoJATDQQN13V8LcfdUOjdXUGgBA3y46O56aGsMprOoV9zJewZayhIs2KW506qKzqpofIN69ok06zDoYcQRX_GbaWJMbttZicYtcv271SY0QagVmC-MA_vNJ6FwNL_bd-3XSWlNEoXKO/s640/blogger-image-1761782365.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Lex and Jamie. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj84A5y604Z5z1hnuSSOAzasxtjmdrJQGq33_nmh-UXF5AbU9IAu0wT03Sv987oINNGGxy7jlM6_kPG0J7_L5UMUfrp4wZ9zFwmAd2N5XbyOX3X5hmo1tcyudVnQ1BSjulXgqM0r6L-AKop/s640/blogger-image--634359075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj84A5y604Z5z1hnuSSOAzasxtjmdrJQGq33_nmh-UXF5AbU9IAu0wT03Sv987oINNGGxy7jlM6_kPG0J7_L5UMUfrp4wZ9zFwmAd2N5XbyOX3X5hmo1tcyudVnQ1BSjulXgqM0r6L-AKop/s640/blogger-image--634359075.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div></div>So in the last month we went to visit grandma, the babies met their cousins (Tom, Millie and Jamie) and were completely smitten with them. Later that week grandma had an unpleasant encounter with a dog and ended up in hospital with a bad bite! </div><div><br></div><div>Daddy went down to borehamwood again that weekend to see grandma and mummy and granny looked after the kids. </div><div><br></div><div>The nanny is settling in great and she took the babies to toddler group where they caught colds so mummy's time without daddy included snotty babies. Which meant they kept waking up overnight. </div><div><br></div><div>Mummy and daddy both got the cold as well. This has not stopped us from having lots of outings with the babies to - tescos, swings at the park, matalan and, today, a fair at Weston Park. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs8-khqJ__aaoA1SHe-p7JVeRwPsoRjdGJ6yicDDR0xPhpTgab3cpWEvP71Pz0EFog4154jLoEwWx8u6RDlxtscd7kKp4pIwi6_65uNuXbIuq2crhyphenhyphenUmiD1kTaW4yJKBFm_nDpn38txIgv/s640/blogger-image--57349380.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs8-khqJ__aaoA1SHe-p7JVeRwPsoRjdGJ6yicDDR0xPhpTgab3cpWEvP71Pz0EFog4154jLoEwWx8u6RDlxtscd7kKp4pIwi6_65uNuXbIuq2crhyphenhyphenUmiD1kTaW4yJKBFm_nDpn38txIgv/s640/blogger-image--57349380.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>In the last month Beth is now pulling herself around the furniture and occasionally chucking herself backwards in an attempt to stand without assistance. She has taken up pointing and round and round the garden. </div><div><br></div><div>Lex has taught himself to sit up unaided and does this every few minutes. He is very proud of this feat. He now says 'Ga! Ga!' on a regular basis and we are not entirely sure whether this is mama, dada or grandma. He also claps with gusto but has not realised it takes two hands so he just waves one hand up and down. </div><div><br></div><div>Charlie has taken up breakdancing and spins around on his head by peddling with his legs against the wooden floor. He has decided shouting is 'the' way to get fed and does this regularly. In the last few days he has realised crawling is a more effective way of getting around. </div><div><br></div><div>They are getting more and more fun every day - and they were already fantastic. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3ZBRjy0DL0_rpqDo21Clk4FPiCgX5tdk7WkI8XB7ptzAfqnY6euhVPyfxRLptgl4HjYz_BTfNgZ6Cf1AHbPk6seCHbPH7eGF9aAshHbysFwH5U3YpBMSSKggFOZgWELTYQ4c5-SUMNvvU/s640/blogger-image--627319239.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3ZBRjy0DL0_rpqDo21Clk4FPiCgX5tdk7WkI8XB7ptzAfqnY6euhVPyfxRLptgl4HjYz_BTfNgZ6Cf1AHbPk6seCHbPH7eGF9aAshHbysFwH5U3YpBMSSKggFOZgWELTYQ4c5-SUMNvvU/s640/blogger-image--627319239.jpg"></a>Granny with Beth and lex. </div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE3rHL0FoLJgIMjMetkbtZkfd_2E-uBRQ5wZPV1_XDza6zBRaiahY59MhDjJzgQaBCbPE7C8HZEILLbHAK_Mzz_DCtEOw2IVRM2IlXyfcBAZggeyh5wFhLnoBFrX2VhGZGJN8JaW7WmVvU/s640/blogger-image-1940145172.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE3rHL0FoLJgIMjMetkbtZkfd_2E-uBRQ5wZPV1_XDza6zBRaiahY59MhDjJzgQaBCbPE7C8HZEILLbHAK_Mzz_DCtEOw2IVRM2IlXyfcBAZggeyh5wFhLnoBFrX2VhGZGJN8JaW7WmVvU/s640/blogger-image-1940145172.jpg"></a>Beth on the swings. </div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjprcONGUGETlmlbiHB_Nq1DyAgrAfUXxxFwLEfJOSMDypJtx9rzzCAphO1sZnjzJbscgNKQbRcYuBhSjkH_ZAVI4zzIDxPc_Ck5PQtjAO61ReZVuPxEe7O33qQOcnQH1o2UBMg5EgG3Fjm/s640/blogger-image--328377631.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjprcONGUGETlmlbiHB_Nq1DyAgrAfUXxxFwLEfJOSMDypJtx9rzzCAphO1sZnjzJbscgNKQbRcYuBhSjkH_ZAVI4zzIDxPc_Ck5PQtjAO61ReZVuPxEe7O33qQOcnQH1o2UBMg5EgG3Fjm/s640/blogger-image--328377631.jpg"></a>Lex and Charlie. Lex has a new coat from Matalan. </div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf8bf45j5VjcoM6u1aEPtx-E1vtGqqdnAeJ8-_F-7RoUvjbZHUQsu6t9wJfGmHmLt49VC8z66E-XbufvqSxpYM8PfIs5Js0eZIT4gboqNp-trr8SdEzs57wJNvu9lEHgspSZH7XKHuPNzG/s640/blogger-image--900143455.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf8bf45j5VjcoM6u1aEPtx-E1vtGqqdnAeJ8-_F-7RoUvjbZHUQsu6t9wJfGmHmLt49VC8z66E-XbufvqSxpYM8PfIs5Js0eZIT4gboqNp-trr8SdEzs57wJNvu9lEHgspSZH7XKHuPNzG/s640/blogger-image--900143455.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Charlie, Beth and Lex.</div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKYZ7DvAbopSiEWjtOEMdveDC33kpVmUbj_NSXDizb5Fn3seINN09AEKIU4kO-EQpFIoXnImou0H9f89hEcx3yzihKlyqUqXyRU7i32fQ3-E6QIiZQPibsQ48GTq4QrI10BkqIurmfBqA4/s640/blogger-image-1962908974.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKYZ7DvAbopSiEWjtOEMdveDC33kpVmUbj_NSXDizb5Fn3seINN09AEKIU4kO-EQpFIoXnImou0H9f89hEcx3yzihKlyqUqXyRU7i32fQ3-E6QIiZQPibsQ48GTq4QrI10BkqIurmfBqA4/s640/blogger-image-1962908974.jpg"></a>Lex shows us his new favourite thing. </div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwSfzS3YGD5pQYE0tE-uehVDVY2vV7eXFLsw-zgL0e9xs3viCiHe5kqspgFzI5oYbGMb3lccSfsDY_R7u5L6KAov9oFxW0dRJNXkL8EJSLKnOG0JQESGPl7yL6hoJlOD75ijGvUHYhHUvx/s640/blogger-image-504430209.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwSfzS3YGD5pQYE0tE-uehVDVY2vV7eXFLsw-zgL0e9xs3viCiHe5kqspgFzI5oYbGMb3lccSfsDY_R7u5L6KAov9oFxW0dRJNXkL8EJSLKnOG0JQESGPl7yL6hoJlOD75ijGvUHYhHUvx/s640/blogger-image-504430209.jpg"></a>Picnic in the park with Uncle Chris. </div>Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-20964567522153529272013-04-18T13:03:00.001-07:002013-04-18T13:07:04.141-07:00They might be giants..Another week in the Cunnington household and another trip to the hospital. It was time for the babies' first year development check up. This was the first check up where we had mobile babies. It was quite a feat managing to keep all three in check, especially as Beth decided she had the free run of reception. She decided to help out and went behind the desk to "sort" some papers. She did so well they have taken her on a part time basis.<br />
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All three babies were weighed and prodded. They came in at:<br />
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<li>Lex - 21lb 2 (up from 20lb 1) - length 74.1</li>
<li>Beth - 15lb 13 (up from 15lb 7) - length 71.5</li>
<li>Our Chaz - 17lb 11 (up from 17lb 2) - length 71.3cm</li>
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The consultant then told us their projected heights for when they are older and it came as quite a shock, considering they were 11 weeks premature. Estimated adults heights are:<br />
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<li>Lex, 5'11"</li>
<li>Our Chaz, 5'8"</li>
<li>Beth, 5'5"</li>
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Considering how diddy they were when they were born this mean we have had to abandon our plans to market the kids as the new Ooompah Loompahs :-(<br />
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Each of the babies then had an assessment to determine their motor skills. They were put through a rigorous regime, somewhat like the Krypton Factor assault course. Charlie enjoyed the assessment chart so much he tried to eat it and Lex wanted to be assessed so much he kept butting in on the others trials.<br />
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After enduring the Seven Labours of Hercules the gods pronounced their judgement and stated that:<br />
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<li>Beth was well above where she should be</li>
<li>Lex slightly above average; and</li>
<li>Charlie was riding the curve exactly where he should be</li>
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This is of course testament to the wonderful parenting skills of mummy and daddy, aided of course by grannies and legions of aunties and uncles and not forgetting Show Me, Show Me which has taught all the babies to show their groovy moves.<br />
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Therefore we are able to show you some now and to be pictures for the babies based on their motor skills assessments:<br />
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Charlie:<br />
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Lex<br />
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We have to thank Chris for Beth's evil training and for Peggy for teaching her about volcanoes she can hollow out for her lair.<br />
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It has been a rollercoaster year, from the days when we wondered how many babies would make it (the stats say that only 25% of triplets born early will make it to due date without any major complications) to the first roll, the first words and the first crawl. Thankfully we made it! Here's to the many years to come and more firsts :-)<br />
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<br />Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-67473928574102538482013-04-05T05:50:00.001-07:002013-04-05T08:52:00.485-07:00Needles and being needledIt's been a big week in the Cunnington baby zoo as mummy started back at work, Izzy the nanny formally started work and the babies had their MMR jabs. <br />
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Work has been fine, still too quiet though. I ate an apple in the office on Tuesday and felt I was disturbing everyone! I've been hunting down some headphones so I can have music on (and not hear myself eating apples!). <br />
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Tuesday night after work I made myself late home (which was hard) because I popped into tescos for some headphones. When I got them out of the packet the next day they had a huge plug on the end. They were stereo headphones - for a stereo! I couldn't believe it.<br />
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Anyway luckily I work in IT because my colleagues suggested that we trying unscrewing the big plug and lo and behold there was a dinky computer plug underneath. Would have looked like a right idiot taking them back wouldn't I? <br />
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The main thing this week, for me anyway, has been getting used to having someone else in the house. Maybe it's because I lived on my own for quite a while before Matt moved in - or I'm just a finikity bugger but I'm finding it a bit tricky. Things aren't where I leave them. The fridge is arranged differently. <br />
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This is all probably a good thing as I've stayed in the house for far too long over the past year but I think there's a time of adjustment for me anyway. It's also, I'm sure, that someone else is looking after my babies and frankly they seem perfectly content with the change. <br />
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So mummy's nose is a little out of joint but it's good really that they are secure enough to handle the change? Isn't it? It's also really good that we have found a great nanny!<br />
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Today we took them for their MMR jabs. After last time I'd suggested Matt come too and like a good daddy he did. He literally had to help me restrain Lex for his jabs as he's too wriggly and strong. <br />
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All the babies did very well and recovered their good humour quickly despite three injections each. As before I think I found it more upsetting than them really but then again I wasn't stabbed with needles!<br />
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This weekend, if its nice, we're hoping to do the day out we were going to do for their birthday - a trip to Graves Park farm - so who wants to bet it snows again? <br />
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Pictures are:<br />
The babies<br />
Jo, Chris and Charlie (they brought some fab hats!)<br />
Beth and Lex await starters orders<br />
The boys<br />
The babies<br />
Beth <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglockpaJdLEaLZ5azQ1s7EYExrJB9gXCp30kOV5Svrq8ANog3yGD3hMhUZP1sS57d3E0BoGUfVqvtPSGtRUn8PpLz76XEjti6taz4aUrPcS0E0o8HoZF9bY07L68M9BLwnBZd7xmnGQCFz/s640/blogger-image--558283806.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglockpaJdLEaLZ5azQ1s7EYExrJB9gXCp30kOV5Svrq8ANog3yGD3hMhUZP1sS57d3E0BoGUfVqvtPSGtRUn8PpLz76XEjti6taz4aUrPcS0E0o8HoZF9bY07L68M9BLwnBZd7xmnGQCFz/s640/blogger-image--558283806.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhECdvI26RdJlKdqgIXxxZYxDU7WJNuZVVT2JaB3RnJ8dxmvbbj-0HGA681jHvVd0AwbRENhzUYymkhDa7GaqfinEhrUbs4t8aoaz-yGYg0beif1Jlj4u7aLQkeQ_-ahCrrBEUPm-hE9G0g/s640/blogger-image--1633011877.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhECdvI26RdJlKdqgIXxxZYxDU7WJNuZVVT2JaB3RnJ8dxmvbbj-0HGA681jHvVd0AwbRENhzUYymkhDa7GaqfinEhrUbs4t8aoaz-yGYg0beif1Jlj4u7aLQkeQ_-ahCrrBEUPm-hE9G0g/s640/blogger-image--1633011877.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkGj7Ph9lrV5AkO0r8y9kT0MZ83MuQIzqIgIQR7hciNQQf64I1aDa9wvdTbKDNsFock7h2Eu3hdUacIu8uqfF6N00bkpF4V5xv0Nk-YsFSIFe12vHgLljc7DeFrrFhITbLzYTp-i-8-4u6/s640/blogger-image-911420040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkGj7Ph9lrV5AkO0r8y9kT0MZ83MuQIzqIgIQR7hciNQQf64I1aDa9wvdTbKDNsFock7h2Eu3hdUacIu8uqfF6N00bkpF4V5xv0Nk-YsFSIFe12vHgLljc7DeFrrFhITbLzYTp-i-8-4u6/s640/blogger-image-911420040.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAc0P8fwqmIaKvfQAYM3naDgj_MBpnfx5qoJ4QUibxvmerbaU_tomSIEqC_qcoUoF7jpYEJdQWAvmh52C6ObQbSajMbKB0xQWsSFygFfBg3gZ8108TWWyc0qzql8g_O5DMsKhzyuyt3Crh/s640/blogger-image-846674774.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAc0P8fwqmIaKvfQAYM3naDgj_MBpnfx5qoJ4QUibxvmerbaU_tomSIEqC_qcoUoF7jpYEJdQWAvmh52C6ObQbSajMbKB0xQWsSFygFfBg3gZ8108TWWyc0qzql8g_O5DMsKhzyuyt3Crh/s640/blogger-image-846674774.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKsEVpycbrj6Iu_P8eO1X3RAhts7rBiweQFf4nhlRamZ4nf9haKUZ4SGKjXtOUIgMZrnEZi8H0EqDfYS_CYQwkUe5uE9dRxHvW-Yk5H51XUEJde1OFiRTOcmfQ0Y5NhjS6shbwcyfyWiFb/s640/blogger-image-1726544503.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKsEVpycbrj6Iu_P8eO1X3RAhts7rBiweQFf4nhlRamZ4nf9haKUZ4SGKjXtOUIgMZrnEZi8H0EqDfYS_CYQwkUe5uE9dRxHvW-Yk5H51XUEJde1OFiRTOcmfQ0Y5NhjS6shbwcyfyWiFb/s640/blogger-image-1726544503.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4ZVYZ4fXeJqbNsgLUeBYAhPAobWKtVi68dbDY1HZPVDSa9SDSiO5QCpXp5FwhReQdAkVnY8QZfxORWd1f-gfHTsgX-yrlFP8VT13RvR7Hl2j-scVroQL6BQMcIz17wyY40bFwD-R4LNOM/s640/blogger-image--470137114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4ZVYZ4fXeJqbNsgLUeBYAhPAobWKtVi68dbDY1HZPVDSa9SDSiO5QCpXp5FwhReQdAkVnY8QZfxORWd1f-gfHTsgX-yrlFP8VT13RvR7Hl2j-scVroQL6BQMcIz17wyY40bFwD-R4LNOM/s640/blogger-image--470137114.jpg" /></a></div>Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-20321471850013007302013-03-28T07:58:00.001-07:002013-03-28T07:58:04.174-07:00WorkThis week I've been getting ready to go back to work next week. I'm going back half time and this week I've worked one morning and one afternoon. <br />
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It's been an opportunity to settle the new nanny in. I was expecting some tears (not just mine!) but we've all adjusted well. Izzy (the nanny) is following our routine so the babies aren't too freaked out by the change. So far it seems to be going really well.<br />
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Work has been a bit of a shock. We're in a new building, I have a new line manager, people have left or moved teams and it turns out quite a few people read this blog! On top of that I had parking troubles - they haven't sorted out permits for next week so I was permitless and its not easy to park around the Uni. <br />
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I also have to get back into work mode - not putting kisses at the end of emails, not using drop kerbs to cross roads and trying not to sing any cbeebies tunes at work.<br />
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These few hours I've been back have been really useful. I've wandered the halls of my new office and discovered who works where. It's very quiet there, mind you, and a five minute chat in a corridor was punctuated by a pointedly slammed door (thanks!).<br />
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I've got plenty of work to be getting on with, which is good and future lunches arranged with friends - I get an hour for lunch, how weird is that? Not weird at all to you I'm sure but it is to me!<br />
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I also managed to sort the parking mostly by pointing out it wasn't my fault they hasn't sorted the permits out yet. So should there be any trouble at home I can make a swift exit. Hopefully I won't need to but it's good to know that I can. <br />
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So all in all I'm feeling happy that we can all cope with the change and before that we have a long weekend with daddy to enjoy. Hurrah!<br />
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Ooh I forgot to say that Beth is crawling now, Lex commando (terminator) crawling and Charlie is finally cutting some top teeth. <br />
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Pictures are Lex, Charlie pulling an odd face and Beth. <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXzT1gSWBYimXuGmhDXD8QNvyyoughUv2fupqs5FvTtY8qxJXj54SntChVvOA0dKA8EnEWZDl4ToySF7IziVpJq9lc5S9UgDg9fxOhIzAOVp_08N3c1E-Zmkc6dnaIbHKPtRSVwAWU-Gu4/s640/blogger-image-1259229731.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXzT1gSWBYimXuGmhDXD8QNvyyoughUv2fupqs5FvTtY8qxJXj54SntChVvOA0dKA8EnEWZDl4ToySF7IziVpJq9lc5S9UgDg9fxOhIzAOVp_08N3c1E-Zmkc6dnaIbHKPtRSVwAWU-Gu4/s640/blogger-image-1259229731.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQeLIq3IVfprmN37x7RHfCy5RTutwXscqLv3-SHefcpoG7kvqx9S0-pBb40B73i0FtwmStGSt1nbyjEPW2_eMuD823ZPqNELILNAt5KPD8qkMHgSYYWdTHJ9n-gh_98OruyaE54LjVD6TF/s640/blogger-image-1896304222.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQeLIq3IVfprmN37x7RHfCy5RTutwXscqLv3-SHefcpoG7kvqx9S0-pBb40B73i0FtwmStGSt1nbyjEPW2_eMuD823ZPqNELILNAt5KPD8qkMHgSYYWdTHJ9n-gh_98OruyaE54LjVD6TF/s640/blogger-image-1896304222.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVgHYaLoEdTpTShlbpzpIkJ1UTTo6i1C5xdHiBxl1stIKcUCk1ucCqA1Gv_N9ycDvJZRo4m82aYZx3yTEXFr94-5fcbAlYo8picy3cJeGuEF_LaQZcPhgvyGfTiVHygwEhW2rsvfES5Q7F/s640/blogger-image--1016811159.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVgHYaLoEdTpTShlbpzpIkJ1UTTo6i1C5xdHiBxl1stIKcUCk1ucCqA1Gv_N9ycDvJZRo4m82aYZx3yTEXFr94-5fcbAlYo8picy3cJeGuEF_LaQZcPhgvyGfTiVHygwEhW2rsvfES5Q7F/s640/blogger-image--1016811159.jpg" /></a></div>Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-12304692254871683102013-03-23T16:04:00.001-07:002013-03-23T16:20:59.817-07:00First BirthdayToday was the babies first birthday - how long can I keep calling them the babies? Anyway despite the snow trashing our plans and preventing visits from their granny we managed to drag a nice day out of it. <br />
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Due to our friends intrepidness we had visitors most of the day. Andrea, Simon and the kids were first; Bex from Manchester; Elaine and finally Ted and Erin all managed to get to ours through the snow. <br />
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The babies were excited and occasionally overwhelmed. We opened lots of presents (thank you!) and I took the occasional moment to kiss a baby and thank them for being my baby. I didn't cry - we're not counting slightly teary are we? Good. <br />
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To see how they looked last year just click on <a href="http://handsfullof.blogspot.co.uk/2012/03/day-2-pictures-and-videos.html">this link</a><br />
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Pictures are:<br />
The family Chatten and the babies <br />
The family Cunnington<br />
Elaine and Bex with the babies<br />
Ted, Erin and the babies <br />
Charlie<br />
Lex<br />
Beth <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM_eU1vGA8-QKCFqsnTa2xrx4M7l7E_bxr2ovbo47m5tkMZD7bhnxivQy6cblUTK5Xd3qKWzHiaGHKuEIndBc8oUil2fsuoTO_2C35VlCGFaXITQKrCETs9p5kPIteWXb12Lj-g0iDeK1v/s640/blogger-image-1201013221.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM_eU1vGA8-QKCFqsnTa2xrx4M7l7E_bxr2ovbo47m5tkMZD7bhnxivQy6cblUTK5Xd3qKWzHiaGHKuEIndBc8oUil2fsuoTO_2C35VlCGFaXITQKrCETs9p5kPIteWXb12Lj-g0iDeK1v/s640/blogger-image-1201013221.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkXoyqV33BcMLuzM9oRDhQXnmxrjFP_XsFeMSonpYQOciZvs_isTr9lGJY1H4ngE_ClJTUAQrrs9glqjW_w8epOqgXVXmVDJpcPnd7Xo5929rCfmfBWlIpXHreyatsy3fMuiLcD7BlVGY5/s640/blogger-image--239991301.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkXoyqV33BcMLuzM9oRDhQXnmxrjFP_XsFeMSonpYQOciZvs_isTr9lGJY1H4ngE_ClJTUAQrrs9glqjW_w8epOqgXVXmVDJpcPnd7Xo5929rCfmfBWlIpXHreyatsy3fMuiLcD7BlVGY5/s640/blogger-image--239991301.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlHMrYnrx0NnNIiyrWNfBYVHQ_Q7419dSUz1n3iyT-uWFLNhezkwLj-K_8AS5GxaD-RUGVzKgnS_f-RYcTZwE9JB_jacPtmRRHsF9j_UkOei55HkevAz-g2uSYZbFWV0UkhW2JJQ45UYk5/s640/blogger-image-292866087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlHMrYnrx0NnNIiyrWNfBYVHQ_Q7419dSUz1n3iyT-uWFLNhezkwLj-K_8AS5GxaD-RUGVzKgnS_f-RYcTZwE9JB_jacPtmRRHsF9j_UkOei55HkevAz-g2uSYZbFWV0UkhW2JJQ45UYk5/s640/blogger-image-292866087.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn8vW8YaQzga0CjJlMLutkE875SaNeOCKlTuNGQ0mBGXKNAyxgcnDwRBj0FOYpZyEmWNYbLnriYnrQ-f0t0q5oaPkInpnOlJEzC2T47UcbHgX-NNKOIB62nG91I8yxLuOegq__Y_ydE38e/s640/blogger-image-460751935.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn8vW8YaQzga0CjJlMLutkE875SaNeOCKlTuNGQ0mBGXKNAyxgcnDwRBj0FOYpZyEmWNYbLnriYnrQ-f0t0q5oaPkInpnOlJEzC2T47UcbHgX-NNKOIB62nG91I8yxLuOegq__Y_ydE38e/s640/blogger-image-460751935.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmuvEnv9iIZaIR4cohrPl__BkdTtNYObeaetqt1_gRSsUh_aZQs95g8enlGswDUlGlkhFn6Hbsr_uW4u9dwHv4PB8MGMA9grcCqQLb92SI_IKg4a2KG7uLyzlpI-y23bWZsrXpnkfHlynE/s640/blogger-image-1417957719.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmuvEnv9iIZaIR4cohrPl__BkdTtNYObeaetqt1_gRSsUh_aZQs95g8enlGswDUlGlkhFn6Hbsr_uW4u9dwHv4PB8MGMA9grcCqQLb92SI_IKg4a2KG7uLyzlpI-y23bWZsrXpnkfHlynE/s640/blogger-image-1417957719.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwpdGau5ybCs8nonlKTRC2VES41pFo-1LmSQExWkADo9JHn7rvjVKc4toFfNW-z9mJUi-BWAccM7RSIRiCln7BRvGICk0HhzfDELMIjFuyAeJN4T6EBkhUFNJImBkEp0qvbgrW5AbXH6hW/s640/blogger-image--150938868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwpdGau5ybCs8nonlKTRC2VES41pFo-1LmSQExWkADo9JHn7rvjVKc4toFfNW-z9mJUi-BWAccM7RSIRiCln7BRvGICk0HhzfDELMIjFuyAeJN4T6EBkhUFNJImBkEp0qvbgrW5AbXH6hW/s640/blogger-image--150938868.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdCywvQTjbrarIqYSu7ianSdCFoisq0X0gtWsRSnMFtSQ9F2LlrNf5kOq1TO_hMXE33dWZ0PvTqJF_Cs4QKd-kzjBST3A5xJxfZANsfKng1dsbXrhPxuwXH9FtheKANy6DEiAdv035F5J9/s640/blogger-image-1617705657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdCywvQTjbrarIqYSu7ianSdCFoisq0X0gtWsRSnMFtSQ9F2LlrNf5kOq1TO_hMXE33dWZ0PvTqJF_Cs4QKd-kzjBST3A5xJxfZANsfKng1dsbXrhPxuwXH9FtheKANy6DEiAdv035F5J9/s640/blogger-image-1617705657.jpg" /></a></div>Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-1915895694708414282013-03-22T13:37:00.001-07:002013-03-22T13:37:18.250-07:00First Birthday EveIt's the night before the babies birthday and I'm feeling a little emotional. I thought it might be best to get it out now rather than spend tomorrow weepy. We had a whole plan for tomorrow with a visit to Graves Park farm and lots of visitors. Thanks to the snow it looks like it might just be the Cunnington Five. <br />
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A year ago today I was waiting for my c-section and was trying to go to sleep, knowing what was to come the next day. I was scared and the only way to calm myself down was to tell myself to think further ahead. Further ahead than the next day at least.<br />
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I had a vision of myself and Matt holding hands walking down a beach towards the sea - and in front of us three children toddled towards the water. <br />
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This seemed so far away at 29 weeks pregnant, knowing my babies would be born so premature. Now they are a year old this seems more possible. We're off to Bridlington in July so maybe this will come true this year. <br />
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I did manage to sleep and I dreamt that my father, everyone from my family who had died, and everyone from Matt's family too were there. They said that they all would look after the babies and help them to be born safely.<br />
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By morning I felt quite confident. My two dreams had left me sure the babies would be ok. <br />
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The day itself was a bizarre experience with a c-section at the start and morphine and a baby viewing at its end. <br />
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By the end of the day I was both overjoyed and exhausted. Both were to continue throughout the year!<br />
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Charlie<br />
My firstborn and my littlest at 2 pound 1. I still worry about you the most even though I do not need to anymore. You spent your first few weeks ricocheting between intensive care and special care - one minute ok the next yet another 'infection.' Many days I went to sleep sure they would ring me saying you had taken a turn for the worst but that never happened. <br />
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Now you are my smiley love baby. You are filled with joy by everything - shadows, music, birds flying, kisses. I can see your brain taking everything in and processing it. I watch you watching the world and wish I had the same viewpoint. <br />
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Lex<br />
At 2 pound 6 you were the one I worried about the least. You were my big bruiser and you still are! No-one seemed concerned about you. You grew well and smiled at all the nurses before you were even due to be born!<br />
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Now you are my juggernaut - rolling across the floor regardless of what or who is in your way. You also smile at everyone, filled with the sheer joy of life. You are the tickliest, most smiley boy enjoying the sheer physical fun of being alive. I envy that. <br />
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Beth<br />
Even at birth you astounded everyone. Despite being only 2 pound 3 you were off the ventilator quickest and then home quickest too. The nurses said girls were stronger and you proved this statement. <br />
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Now you are my temperamental beauty; your huge eyes bewitching all. Charming everyone who meets you, you are also the hardest to drag a smile from. You push me aside as soon as daddy is home but when he is not around you cry when I leave the room. You can clap and go 'twinkle' with your hands. You blow raspberries, giggle and growl- my gorgeous daughter. <br />
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Just writing this helps me see what I have known all along - that these three wonderful people just happen to be born at the same time. Yes they resemble each other physically but in personality each is as distinct as anyone else. <br />
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It also helps me see what an honour it is to be mummy to such miracles. It's been the most wonderful, exhausting, lovely, lonely, joyful, stressful, exciting, challenging, awesome year. <br />
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Never for one second have I regretted that my beautiful babies were born, or that they were born together. <br />
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Often I have felt honoured that I got to be their mummy. I have spent a lot of time working out the sheer logistics of having three babies but I have spent a similar amount of time just glorying in the fact I am so blessed. <br />
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Often I look at you three looking at the world and I see your curiosity and wonder - I am so excited that daddy and I get to introduce you to the world. <br />
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It's worth taking the time here to thank your daddy for being such an integral part of the baby loving team. Without him there would have been so many more tears. <br />
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Happy birthday babies. Mummy loves you so very, very much. After all the struggling Daddy and I went through to get you I find it hard to believe we were so blessed. We got the best and it was very much worth the wait. <br />
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And tomorrow I promise not to cry...much! <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_bhg-c2Ob8cObm6aD-XEbTI2l1KNigctd5gPN4jbhepy1h2aBMH5tMqGNkE46ZKmKvASbmtV38O7lvGnOnQPIF5KAjiN1S2g4GnsrObzysckc5sNsmdtASxOpTA4pzbFwWQvvRHTcQq4b/s640/blogger-image--658932092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_bhg-c2Ob8cObm6aD-XEbTI2l1KNigctd5gPN4jbhepy1h2aBMH5tMqGNkE46ZKmKvASbmtV38O7lvGnOnQPIF5KAjiN1S2g4GnsrObzysckc5sNsmdtASxOpTA4pzbFwWQvvRHTcQq4b/s640/blogger-image--658932092.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBPUf4NDdpRuvETpcx9bFVPfvo5Q0nZGQJ5OhTIbTYUNkq8UHGO2FvNhzj42WdP0LBw6tmCoBL67qd_59XuaqHiWZSvE7bpVIUiyF_IxJQjfv7QJdYPs5LAHde7c_BZpzzOKKK0hAgNEdf/s640/blogger-image--1597954016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBPUf4NDdpRuvETpcx9bFVPfvo5Q0nZGQJ5OhTIbTYUNkq8UHGO2FvNhzj42WdP0LBw6tmCoBL67qd_59XuaqHiWZSvE7bpVIUiyF_IxJQjfv7QJdYPs5LAHde7c_BZpzzOKKK0hAgNEdf/s640/blogger-image--1597954016.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5KopZcbUjiXVbiS5thshxR7ZD3tLjQGcThAZ-6X2qkca_yq-t3dfdl3jUGhe2M4lYpxb0PgHXj_3sSK54WgCaxmesEkr8ehdNrk85KCwI8mZN-jjcVXSLScXjmWuW-Rd0zUPgTSdKtywX/s640/blogger-image-1398503554.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5KopZcbUjiXVbiS5thshxR7ZD3tLjQGcThAZ-6X2qkca_yq-t3dfdl3jUGhe2M4lYpxb0PgHXj_3sSK54WgCaxmesEkr8ehdNrk85KCwI8mZN-jjcVXSLScXjmWuW-Rd0zUPgTSdKtywX/s640/blogger-image-1398503554.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz-jfiJ7VLKZFF1TTMfpk0CAXoB2dglyKundgZV0t5smK9Y6clsjEuDI4InemE7PuMpIaWGW4_gd6o9URhdr9RrF5NxtCYY4cBw6HstXEKZb2QKvgKRbAAwSoPDuuoiuE6E31pul870NC/s640/blogger-image--556806145.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoz-jfiJ7VLKZFF1TTMfpk0CAXoB2dglyKundgZV0t5smK9Y6clsjEuDI4InemE7PuMpIaWGW4_gd6o9URhdr9RrF5NxtCYY4cBw6HstXEKZb2QKvgKRbAAwSoPDuuoiuE6E31pul870NC/s640/blogger-image--556806145.jpg" /></a></div>Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306742453070020452.post-19169503097102335872013-03-13T14:19:00.001-07:002013-03-13T14:28:01.640-07:00End of year reportToday we got our report cards back. It's a little early but the babies came early too so it seems only fair. <br />
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We went back to Jessops hospital today for a check up and popped into the special baby care unit to say hello. The consultant checked the babies over and pronounced them all fit and well. They are developing well apparently and he's very happy with their progress. We are seeing him again in six months.<br />
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The dietitian was there too and joy of joys we can drop some bottles! We are also dropping formula from their birthday so they will be on cows milk from then on. <br />
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So very soon no more formula bottle making, no sterilising. We are so excited! To put this into context - at the moment we make bottles twice a day (12 bottles in all). We have to boil the kettle, wait 30 minutes then make the formula up, then wait another 30 minutes before putting them in the fridge. <br />
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That's just making the formula up, it's not covering washing bottles, sterilising them, going to the doctors for their prescription. Them coming off this will save me at least an hour a day - more time to play with the babies! Yay!<br />
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It was also nice to go onto the ward and see some of the nurses who looked after the babies. They couldn't believe the change in them. <br />
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The best bit of the day though, for me, was meeting a mummy who had a baby in special baby care. Her son was born 11 weeks early just like ours and she was right in the middle of the stress and worry I remember so well. <br />
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She was so happy to see our babies and hear about how they had come on. She kept saying to her mother 'Look! This is what he'll be like in a year.' <br />
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I hope she felt better after our conversation. I certainly felt like we'd got an 'A' on our report card by the time we left. <br />
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Pictures show why we are baby proofing the house this weekend. <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYLhIctz0uVJ1zH7nAQzb9EOCRPOF8aXh4NM_WVc4NMYAu3_pddhhv5V4qs0HplC-78M4cGl-8TPCf5HFaq1N-KGvVqsycCVpPFfviajmzn3f1aDgA0VMdFUGcnrIP_S-Ru4kgF-ZJWWQU/s640/blogger-image--308238136.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYLhIctz0uVJ1zH7nAQzb9EOCRPOF8aXh4NM_WVc4NMYAu3_pddhhv5V4qs0HplC-78M4cGl-8TPCf5HFaq1N-KGvVqsycCVpPFfviajmzn3f1aDgA0VMdFUGcnrIP_S-Ru4kgF-ZJWWQU/s640/blogger-image--308238136.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRIQBzbrUtYimwgZXC4JFMhh4yE5MOSxyPijvHZF6v7vooI99dCc5sh-Td0WlP73OK4N_2DD7AW1kQFe_GvvrSTNq0VEgNOp6oH_ia6PuaeDqqrJ8KwY9_s_T1H3V6st9t7d9L7bhBpzU-/s640/blogger-image--1046436437.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRIQBzbrUtYimwgZXC4JFMhh4yE5MOSxyPijvHZF6v7vooI99dCc5sh-Td0WlP73OK4N_2DD7AW1kQFe_GvvrSTNq0VEgNOp6oH_ia6PuaeDqqrJ8KwY9_s_T1H3V6st9t7d9L7bhBpzU-/s640/blogger-image--1046436437.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaXYQZEL7_w0s9zznkf1OM8nWis8NgaSHHvrqy538b2voIhW6AU_yIi7Z3Qe1ZWNw8ZA3Db3P1HMSUc4UqO2lJBYDiCPw11kHkYd9XNy3-KZiBjjQxIoQvn9_gPT6SMG7IyDF8n3WJWmEO/s640/blogger-image-780140258.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaXYQZEL7_w0s9zznkf1OM8nWis8NgaSHHvrqy538b2voIhW6AU_yIi7Z3Qe1ZWNw8ZA3Db3P1HMSUc4UqO2lJBYDiCPw11kHkYd9XNy3-KZiBjjQxIoQvn9_gPT6SMG7IyDF8n3WJWmEO/s640/blogger-image-780140258.jpg" /></a></div>Matt and Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049949332391819112noreply@blogger.com0