Apart from the birth of Louka, 2012 was not one of my favourite years, it started off with Aaron being out of work and us getting used to the fact we were to have another baby. Then Aaron got a job which was great although I was plain terrified at the thought of being pregnant, dealing with Leo and eventually having a baby almost without him as he had to work long hours, 7 days a week.
Then it got hot, oh boy did it get hot! I will never NEVER forget how bloody hot that summer felt being nine months pregnant in August! I wasn't happy, it was so uncomfortable, it's hard going at the best of times when the temperatures are consistently in the high 30s / low 40s but with a very large baby bump it was horrendous!
I wrote a post
'When the sunshine's grey' and for the first time I had a good old moan on my blog. I was whinging but I stand by it all - I was pregnant, hot, bored and generally not a happy bunny!
When Aaron started work again this year I was worried, in some ways more worried as I realised I now have two children, and unlike last year Leo will not be at school for the 3 months of summer. He's now been at work just over a month and slowly I'm getting used to the new situation and forming some sort of vague routine.
It's not easy, not as easy as I would have imagined many years ago, back in the day when I thought how lucky 'stay at home mums' with their coffee mornings and happy times spent playing with lovely children but it's still a damn sight better than going to work!
I'm very lucky that Aaron has a job and is happy to provide for us, we don't have much but we survive and I really appreciate the fact he works his arse off for us. As hard as my 'job' is I wouldn't want to work 7 days a week for 7 months.
This summer is going to be long, and hot like all the others and it's not going to be easy for either of us but it's always going to be an improvement on last year!
A week or so ago I had my first swim with Leo and it was brilliant....
Last year I could not take him to the pool without my Dad's help. I couldn't hold him, play with him and struggled getting in and out of the water. Everytime he came near me he ended up kicking my bump and it was so uncomfortable.
It's still going to be hard work, taking both the boys to the pool, Louka likes the water but the act of juggling the pair of them, watching both, going for a wee etc is quite tricky! I'm lucky to have my parents or great friends around who are always happy to lend a hand - or hold a baby!
I'm looking forward to the summer, spending time with my boys, my friends and realising that I'm very lucky in many ways.
What a difference a year makes.....
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| It might look idyllic but trust me, I was not having fun! |