My Girl.





Pregnant.

No, not me (do you really think I'm putting myself through that again? I thought you knew me better...)

Everyone else.

I'm obviously happy for them, having a baby is a wonderful thing. It's just making me feel extremely uncomfortable. Like it's a sign that I should be thinking about my next one. I know, Lil's not even seven months yet but it's like I'm sitting in a room full of pregnant women and I'm the only one who isn't trying or pregnant or even thinking about it. It's filling me with fear.

I don't want another baby (naturally, if I'm going to have another I'll adopt). I'm still traumatised by the pregnancy and labour of the first one. I sometimes have nightmares about it and quite often, flashbacks. My heart starts to race and I feel sick.

The thing is, I don't know if it's because deep down in my subconscious I really do want another.

Someone pass me a gun...

SHOPPING: Lunch box

I popped in to the new Cath Kidston store at Bluewater this morning and couldn't resist this lunch box for Lil for when she goes to Noo Noo's and Grampys. So cute and only £4.

Bargain!

Sticky fingers.

I am currently planning Lil's naming afternoon tea. It's great to have something to throw myself into as I've been getting a bit jittery lately.

Guest list is written up (I just know I'm going to offend some people, I have a huge family and I don't speak to all of them...), invites are currently being made (I just stuck my fingers together), cake has been ordered and will be made by the marvellous Becky at BeccaBoo Bakery (here), bunting is being made by the gorgeous Kimberlee at Homemade Mamas (here) and the rest is work in progress.

Here is a peek at the invites:




I'm very excited. 

Next on my list is something to wear.