Apr 11

Team Blue!

by LifeLoveLaura on April 11, 2013

One year ago today when having my 20 week scan we found out we were having our gorgeous little boy. It’s such a cliche but it really does feel like it was five minutes ago that I was calling my mum to tell her that my nephew and her first grandson was going to have a little wrestling play mate, this year has flown by so fast! I just hope the years to come slow down a little bit or someone discovers some way of freezing time as my maternity leave and T’s little life is passing way too quickly already. He went through a lot as a tiny baby – having chicken pox, surgery on an inguinal hernia and hip dysplasia resulting in having to wear a Pavlik harness for two months but these are things that we are grateful for being sorted early on in his life. At 7 months old we’ve already hit the milestones of his first foreign holiday, first Christmas, his first of many trips to where his mummy and daddy got married and his first tooth, amongst many other things of course. He’ll be 18 and telling me I’m an embarrassment before we know it.

With my hyperemesis during pregnancy and my general feeling of death, I’m not going to lie, we had geared ourselves up for having a girl. My husband and I had both gotten pretty used to the idea, thinking about daddy and daughter Daisy walks and the daunting task of starting a wedding fund! It’s safe to say I wasn’t glowing. You read so much into the horrid symptoms in pregnancy and listen to the old wives tales but in this case T proved them all wrong. It just goes to show, don’t read too much into your symptoms. At first, the radiographer couldn’t tell the sex of T during my scan as he was refusing to play ball (no pun intended) but towards the end he thought he’d help us out and displayed his bits! We couldn’t believe it when we were told “you’re having a little boy.” I know it’s 50-50 but we really were pleasantly surprised.

Seven Months

Seven Months

After 20 weeks of thinking it was a little girl in there, based on nothing but the amount I was hovering over whichever I got to first – the sink or the toilet, we were having a son. I don’t want to sound like a nightmare mollycoddling mum (which I probably will be, let’s face it) but the thought of having that special mother and son bond really hit home and I couldn’t wait to meet my little man. Now he’s here I just can’t imagine life without him. His beaming smile when seeing my face in a morning is the best thing in the world.

He is such a chilled out little fella, more laid back than I ever imagined. I’m not at all implying that motherhood is easy but T makes it a lot more pleasant than I thought it would be with his ‘anything goes’ attitude to life. I’m not going to say we’re lucky, we have been told this by a few people. It’s not about being lucky in the slightest, it’s a mixture of having a pretty stress free pregnancy, T’s personality and us doing something right! Of course, this will all change when he hits the terrible twos and his sullen teenage years but at the moment I’m going to enjoy his little smiling face and his ability to cheer up anyone’s day. Can you tell I’m an extremely proud new mum?

Laura x

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MrsSWoodward April 11, 2013 at 12:15 pm

Ahhh, such a lovely post ♡ (Team Blue too, 12 days in!)


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