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November 2015

First steps.. the easiest?

I went back to work after a year off. It was such an amazing year. Lot’s of ups, heaps of downs, the biggest change to me as a person that will ever happen.

But my baby has been finding it so hard to adjust to her new life in nursery. More on that later.

On my first day back at work, when I got home, she took 3 big wobbly clumsy steps across the room into my arms. And I thought that I would never let her go. She forced me to. She doesn’t like it when I squeeze her. I can’t figure out why.

So at 11 ½ months she is walking – right? Wrong. She decides that was a once off and as Mammy abandoned her the following day, again, she wasn’t playing ball. It was about a month before she decided that her second steps could be attempted. And 3rd steps and before you know it she is wobbling her way around the house and bouncing off the walls and the floor and anything else that gets in her way.

And it’s cute. The cuteness is at an all time high at the moment.

I went to a toddler puppet/music class a couple of weeks ago and noticed the bigger kids walking well. That’s not cute. They hardly wobble at all.

Building a nightmare..

This is a tale of absolute stupidity. I am telling you so you don’t make the same mistake we have.

We decided that we needed more space in the house and that meant a ground floor extension and a knock through of the utility room and kitchen. It’s been going on now for 13 weeks today. It was supposed to take between 9 and 12 weeks. It’s been the hardest few weeks of my life.

The last week in August they started. We haven’t had a kitchen for 13 long weeks. We have no running water downstairs. We wash up in the bath upstairs. We cook in a microwave and a single gas ring camping stove in the sitting room. Heating came back a couple of weeks ago just as it started to get cold (thankfully) but due to the lack of any back doors the house is always cold, no matter how long the heating is on for.

I can not describe the dirt. It’s so filthy that cleaning it seems pointless because I don’t know where to begin and if I did it would be covered in a layer of dust within minutes.

Baby is 13 months. She is walking. She is allowed to walk upstairs along the hall and in my room and in the living room. Sometimes when the dust is at its worst she has her lunch in my bedroom.

The works are taking place under her room so she has been in with us for 13 weeks. I am not sure how we will get her back in her own room. I worry about this.

I worry that the dust is going to give her asthma.

I worry that using the microwave for her food with give her a nutrient deficiency.

I worry that they’ll never finish.

I worry that it’s costing so much my baby will be an only child as a result.

If you only take one piece of advice from this blog – let it be this – don’t undertake a massive building project in your house when you have a toddler. Or do only if you can move out.

You know when would have been perfect for this? When I was pregnant because we could have eaten out every night and we didn’t have a baby!
Having a baby and having a building site in the same place is a stupid idea. Don’t even think about it. Move house.


I’ve been very busy and lazy and a bit sad. I am back now!

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