My Cat Is Odd

This post is a bit of a random one (as per usual!) But as I am not getting out the house much at the moment, and I have no one else to talk to bore about my cat with other than Rob and my family on the phone, I thought that I would have a quick natter with the silent internet about my strange little fur baby.

I will get straight to the point here – she has a bald belly.

Its pink, its ugly and its a bit disturbing. And yep, I have Googled its potential cause countless times, and yep, I have taken her to the vets with it, and yep, when she lays down and it creases in the middle it looks a bit like a bald minge!

Have a look at the (not great mobile) photos below and see what you think (sorry I never managed to capture it properly in its full, creased mingey glory!) –Google says that its down to stress or fleas. She hasn’t got fleas (confirmed by the vet, thank goodness) and we moved house (the main cause of stress in cats) ages ago and she settled fine.

The vet thinks its an allergy and charged us £60 for a consultation and injection. The injection did seem to work, with a little hair growing back, so I cancelled her follow up appointment. But since then the baldy belly has returned with a vengeance! And if we took her back to the vets we would only end up spending a small fortune on inconclusive tests and be none the wiser.
Now that I have typed that statement out, I feel like the worst cat owner in the world by not following things up and spending a shitload of money trying to find the cause! But she is fine in herself, eating well and behaving normally – she just over grooms her fat little belly!

Rob, myself and the family think that she might be having a phantom pregnancy!

I cannot remember exactly when the baldness appeared, but Im sure that it was late last summer, around the time that my pregnancy began to show. Poppy has been fixed and has never had a litter of kittens, but she is a sensitive, emotional little thing, so I think that she picked up on my hormones. She used to sit on my lap purring away when Dylan kicked her when I was expecting, and so far has only been curious about him, wants to be near him and wants to cuddle up to him in a nurturing way.

My mother is a bit neurotic about the cat and Dylan. She thinks that Poppy might attack or smother him! This stems from the fact that her rescue cat Oxo is unfriendly and is a bad tempered biter (its not her fault, she just had a troubled past) and that when I was a baby she found our old family pet cat Daisy sitting on me when I was asleep! So mum thinks that Poppy is going to eat Dylan, when in reality she is a soppy wimp that has never killed any prey and loves her cuddles with Rob and I!

According to the internet pregnant and lactating cats sometimes shed hair on their bellies and devoted cats can be protective of the people-kitten!

What do you think? Will she try to breast feed him next? Or is she just stressed and overwhelmed by all the changes in the last year?

What a strange little cat Poppy is, eh!

Five Years Of Blogging!

Back in 2012, I decided to start a blog for something to do while I was briefly unemployed.

I never guessed that I would stick at it for this long!

As a fan of blogs, I wanted to have a go myself, writing about baking, music, vintage and decorating our house. I also wanted to improve my IT skills.

Fast forward to half a decade later and my improved IT skills are minimal!

And five years on, once again I am currently unemployed! Oops!

…..Although I am calling this period of being out of work my “maternity leave” as my last job was a temporary contract which finished before the kid was born. Once my Maternity Allowance pay runs out in July, I will start to panic see if I can find a little part time job, maybe?

In the last five years my blog has evolved into a personal online diary. Its been a nice way to record my memories. And because I chose not to write about the negative stuff and moan on here (well, at least I try not to anyway!) blogging makes me focus on the good things in life more.  – I was going to continue writing this post in the same vein, but then I realised that I had almost written an almost identical post two years ago when my blog turned three! So instead I am going to get a bit deep and personal for the rest this post. I hope that is OK? Please indulge me while I get a bit reflective on the last half decade!

…..Five years ago, when I started this blog I was pretty much a broken woman recovering from a near nervous breakdown. I was picking up the pieces and sorting my head out from the trauma of being forced out of my long term job in December 2011 by my bullying former manager and colleagues.

This sounds like such a cliché, but since leaving that job, I have grown so much as a person. I am now no longer afraid of change and I’ve had my faith in human nature restored again.

You have to be brave and try to improve your circumstances the best you can, as you only get one shot at life. At least I think so, anyway.

In the last five years I’ve had four different jobs, moved to the other end of the country, I’ve made new friends (then moved away and left them all behind! Oh dear!) and I have experienced so many different things (both good and bad) that never would have happened if I had stuck at that same-old-same-old, long term, secure, yet soul crushing job.

And I had a kid! Which is something that I never thought I would do, as I didn’t want children in my teens, twenties and early thirties. But I did eventually, slowly come around to the idea (which I kind of feel bad for, because I hate it when people patronise child free by choice women telling them that they will eventually change their minds). Maybe I should write about this subject at some point?

If anyone out there is thinking of having a go at blogging themselves, I say just go for it. You have nothing to lose and everything to gain. You don’t need a fancy camera, IT skills, a schedule and a shedload of readers. Just do it for yourself. If you are genuine and write in your own voice, I think that like minded people will find you and engage with you. Blogging is a hobby of mine and I hope to keep doing so for many more years.

I will finish this post by saying thank you to everyone who has read and commented on here. I never set out to gain readers etc, but it has been a lovely, positive perk. If I could, I would buy you all a drink, but instead I will rise my mug of tea to you all and say clink-clink, cheers!

The Understatement Of The Year

Babies are so bad for the environment and that’s my understatement of the year!

Sod using public transport, not owning a car, recycling, buying secondhand, growing your own, eating less meat, being vegetarian/vegan or cleaning your house without chemicals. The best way to cut down your carbon foot print is not to breed!

I was fully aware of this already, and the environmental impact and the amount of waste that I would be sending to landfill was one of the many reasons that it took me so long to come around to the idea of having a kid. (BTW despite me sounding like a chav when I talk, I can totally be a bit of a middle class a-hole at times with my environmental concerns and issues!)

Even though I have tried to make my peace with the wastefulness of having a baby (i.e told myself to just bury my head in the sand, to try and ignore it and to focus on the good stuff) it still shocks me how quickly our wheelie bin is filling up and how much waste there is!

So to make myself feel slightly better I am using my blog as a therapy session (once again!) to get some of the guilt off my chest and to thought dump all of my feels on here!!!

Here is my list of shame –

  • It shocks me how many cotton wool balls we have got through. Two weeks in and we are on our third bumper sized bag already!
  • The boiling the kettle constantly to pour water out to cool for top and tailing. Then forgetting about said bowl of water on the side and having to do it all over again!
  • The nappies! Ten or fifteen years ago I was very much a ranty, soapbox, eco warrior type and I would have used reusable washable nappies if I had a kid when I was younger. These days I have chilled out a bit and I will do anything for an easier life – so we are using disposables! Please feel free to judge, but I know that the amount of constant washing would drive me crazy and reduce me to tears on a daily basis. So Pampers/cheaper supermarket own brand are the way forward for now.
  • The amount of nappy bags that I am using to wrap said disposable nappies in, before plonking them in the wheelie bin, before they end up in landfill and take 20+years to break down all the while leaking chemicals into the soil. All that we can do ATM to save waste is to put two pissy nappies in the same bag. Lame.
  • The amount of washing. The pile of pissy wet babygrows never goes down!
  • The constant washing of hands. More water usage.
  • The water used for sterilising.
  • The amount of packaging for his milk. I am currently breastfeeding Dylan, but because of his low birth weight and current slow weight gain we have been advised to top him up with formula. So we are currently using the ready made Cow and Gate mini throw away bottles to save time with heating powdered milk and sterilising bottles etc. Again, anything for an easier life.
  • I am also this close to saying f**k it with the breast feeding and sticking him on the formula full time to get him gaining weight and to make life slightly easier (which also as an extra bonus doing this will piss off my slightly-mental-pro-breast-feeding health visitor who I cannot stand and who suggested that I buy one of these to give him his formula in. Can you imagine Rob wearing it! – Actually, please don’t! That’s a really disturbing image!)
  • The amount of stuff that you need to buy that only gets used for 4-6 months.
  • The fact that most of it will be chucked, as nobody really buys second had baby stuff like cribs etc.
  • TMI alert – The amount of maternity pads that you get through before, during and after. All going to landfill.
  • The fact that I have been this close to ordering a tumble dryer.
  • And despite a long history of setting fire to them and breaking them, I have purchased a new microwave to sterilise bottles in. Unfortunately the microwave steriliser that I also ordered was too big to fit inside my new microwave. Oops! Never mind at least we can have jacket potatoes for tea again and reheat our cold cups of tea!
  • The fact that I wanted to only use organic, eco friendly baby bath products etc but I have been gifted a shedload of J&J baby smellies, Vaseline and Sudocream etc. I will just have to suck it up and use these paraben and petroleum containing products. And be grateful for them. Which I am – honest!
  • The amount of baby wipes that I will use.
  • But despite my guilt at increasing the hole in the ozone etc, despite the lack of sleep, despite the fact that I am a emotional teary wreak most of the time, my love for this babe is growing daily. Now please excuse me while I put another load of washing on and put the heating on full wack to dry it! #explainingnotcomplaining

And Then There Were Three….

…..Or four of us in the household now, if you include the cat, which I 100% do BTW!

Please allow me to introduce Dylan Milo. He was born on Saturday 24/12/16 weighing 5lb 15oz at 3.08am.

We are totally smitten with the little fellow and we are on a sleep deprived cloud nine high ATM!

Of course it would not be a typical Helen and Rob type of story with out some kind of hiccup involved around the time of his birth. And sure enough, before he was born, the van broke down on Saturday the 17th Dec, four days before my due date on Wednesday the 21st Dec!

We hastily organised a list of local cab firm numbers to keep to hand, sorted some cash out to pay for midnight taxis, and hoped, that while I did not want his birthday to be too close to Xmas day, that in a way it might be better if I kept my legs crossed for a little bit longer while the van was being sorted at the garage!

On my D-Date Weds 21/12/16 we were loaned a courtesy car by the garage. Then on Fri 23/12/16 we got the van back at around 3pm just in time for our 6pm drive to the local hospital as by then I was in labour!

Just in the nick of time, eh!

Plus it all worked out perfectly, as Rob was really looking forward to bringing him home in the van rather than the damp, ex learner vehicle, ancient crappy Vauxhall Corsa that the garage gave us as a courtesy car!

There will be no birth story on here. Although for some reason I really want to share it (it must be the hormone high!) But when I see birth stories on other peeps blogs, I find them dull and long, and they all seem to be either on the hardcore, grisly, birth olympic type of survivor end of the spectrum or the smug, showy, “I just breathed my baby out”, hypnobirth type of tale! Dylan’s birth was fine BTW. It was fairly quick and not as painful as I was expecting and was kind of a mixture of the two! But I don’t care about any of all that, I am just grateful that he is here!

I had to stay in hospital overnight, and Rob and I spent most of Xmas day on the ward. I cannot praise the all NHS staff enough, they were amazing and fed Rob and I a Xmas dinner and the midwifes even gave Dylan a little present – the little bear rattle thing pictured below! We got home at about 6.30 pm on Xmas day and enjoyed the rest of the day as a family of 3 (although I missed the GBBO Xmas special!)

Here are some more piccies of him. He is so tiny! I thought that because I was overdue and we have a history of bigger babies in the family that he would be a 10lb-er chunk! Nope, he is so dinky! Even tiny baby sized clothes seem so large on him!

Oh well, that’s enough of my baby waffle! I have a couple of badly written, unedited (like my last 15 Years post) scheduled ready to go live and I hope that I will be back blogging again in a month or two. See you all soon!

Wish me luck with the sleepless nights!

15 Years!

Today marks 15 years of togetherness with Rob.

We met towards the end of 2001 in our local indie dive bar and sort of knew each other through our friends (his best mate used to go out with my BFF at the time’s cousin). I had heard of this mate who drove a VW Beetle, and I used to walk past his flat and old VW Bug on my way home from college, but somehow we had never crossed before until then.

After another drunken night drinking cans of Red Stripe, smoking too many cigarettes and dancing to Britpop, when we finally met I must have made some kind of impression, as Rob asked one of my friends for my mobile phone number. How retro!

He texted me, and I accidentally deleted it, so I could not text him back. I bumped into two of his friends in town a few days later and explained the situation and they gave me his home number (again, how retro!) to call him back.

At the time, the last thing that I wanted was a boyfriend, as I was having far too much fun partying with my mates! But I felt a bit rude for not replying, so I called him up and the rest is history.

Rob, to me, was kind of a “what the heck, I have nothing to lose” situation and at the beginning he was way more into me than I was into him! But he grew on me like some kind of infectious, irritating rash! And four houses, four cars, three pets, 15 years later (minus a 3 month break up), and finally, with a kid on the way together (it took me a lo-ooong time to come round to the idea!) we are still together!

I cannot remember exactly how we got together and where and when our first dates were (as I said, I was drinking and partying a lot back in those days!) but we shared our first snog on Xmas eve 2001. So this is our anniversary.

We’ve had our ups and downs and weathered many a storm together. We are not the perfect couple, far from it. But we share a similar sense of humour, a similar taste in music (that’s v.important BTW!) and the same work ethic, outlook on money and set of morals. I think that’s what made our relationship work, really.

Yes, he does irritate the f**k out of me and I drive him up the wall. And we always bicker. But here is to more years ahead with my very own special irritating rash man! I guess I will keep him a bit longer!

The New House – The Finished Lounge

I am really pleased to say that we have finished decorating our lounge!

We actually finished decorating the room at the beginning of December, and now that we finally have brought some curtains (its a long story involving several trips to Dunelm, a £700+ made to measure quote* and a wrong sized curtain pole!) everything is done and ticked off our list!

We are both very pleased with this room. Its a nice room to hang out in and the space really works for us. I love it!

Right, lets begin by showing how the previous owner of the house arranged this room in the two estate agents photos below –

viewing b4 lounge 2viewing b4 lounge 1As I have said before, we planned to move in, leave things as they were, get settled in our new area, then eventually change the decor more to our taste. But then I got knocked up, so our timeline changed and we decided to get a wiggle on and to get all the stress and upheaval of decorating over and done with and out the way within our first six months of living here. So next year we can just get on with our lives. (In theory anyway!)

Plus all our furniture from our old house didn’t really fit in with the layout of the room, as you can see in the next three photos below↓. I think the big, massive window didn’t do us any favours really.

So I set about finding new replacements for most of our furnishings. I had decided before we moved, not to be too attached and sentimental about our furniture and possessions, so I sold on our G Plan Astro coffee table, teak starbust clock and vintage teak sideboard, then donated our old sofa, battered dining table and chairs, and replaced them with some new, better sized for the room, colourful versions!

I love our new green sofa. I am so glad I waited until we moved before buying some new cushions a new sofa!

There are more photos and more of me talking about the room in its before state this post here.imageimageimageBelow are a few shots of the decorating progress –

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I can safely say that now we are on our fourth house together, Rob and I know our style. It might not be to everyone’s taste, but we love it!

We stuck to our tried and tested grey walls (we did experiment with lilac, but it wasn’t really for us!) with a similar coloured laminate flooring to what we had in our old house (which we find much more practical for a dining room/area than carpet!)  and our retro inspired mix of vintage and modern furnishings with lots of bright pops of colour in the room.

Well, if it ain’t broke don’t fix it I say!

When you walk into the room, we have our dining zone with our lovely (if I say so myself!) vintage Ladderax display and storage unit, which we use for meals, reading, and will do for craft projects and homework etc in the future. Then down the other end of the room we have our relaxing zone and future floor playing area with the telly, large sofa, fire and rug.

Anyway, I hope that the room is future proofed. ‘Cos I sure as hell am not in a hurry to decorate again that’s for certain!

And luckily we managed to find homes for all our prints from the old house! I was worried that we would not have room for them all and it was actually quite hard finding where best to hang them. This house is the newest house (built in 1969) that I have ever lived in (excluding a new build that we rented many moons ago) and I never realised how things like chimney breasts and alcoves in a room can make such a huge difference (i.e make things easier) with furniture and picture placement! But we got there in the end and I think it all looks great, even with the slightly odd, different sized frames behind the sofa!

Who wants boring, uniform, matching things anyway?!!

I love how Poppy is camouflaged when she sits on the rug! And yes, I have nearly trodden on her several times when she has been snoozing on it!!!

So there we have it. A full tour of the room with a little too many photos than probably needed! If you have any questions like where things are from please give me a shout in the comments. I hope you all enjoyed having a little virtual nose round my gaff!

*We didn’t pay a lot for the curtains in the end, thank goodness. We managed to find some ready made, just about wide enough, thermal lined ones for £69.99, then found a local lady to shorten the length to fit our humongous, monster sized window for £20! A much better price than £700+, eh!

Some Things That (I Hope) I Will And Will Not Do

So I said in one of my recent posts that I am not planning on becoming a Mummy blogger anytime soon.

And while out there in the blogosphere there are some really great family/parenting/lifestyle type blogs, there are a few (in particular a couple of the bigger American family blogs that spring to my mind) that slightly concern me about how the parents of the, admittedly very cute hipster kids, pimp out their offspring to advertise products and earn a living. Sometimes I just want to scream at them “DID NOBODY LEARN ANYTHING FROM MACAULAY CULKIN???!!!???!!” And then sometimes I find myself clicking on the links within the blog post! Hey, I am not immune to a good bit marketing, Im only human!!!

Anyhoo, in honour of one of my favourite family/parenting/lifestyle blogs Mother of All Lists (please click on the link and have a gander, its a great blog that has something for everyone, kids in your life or not!) I thought that I would write a (over opinionated and rather ranty!) post about what I hope that I will and will not do when I become a parent, both online and in everyday life.

….And so that you can all laugh at my naivety and remind me how I am a hypocrite and have completely contradicted myself in a few months time!!!!

  • I am not going to put any photos of the kid on my blog. Sorry about that. I will probably put one or two up when he is born to announce it, but that will be it. This is my personal blog about my life in general and thoughts and feelings etc. So I will stick to writing about the usual mundane stuff like decorating the house, days out and camping trips (if we manage to have any that is!) etc, rather than mundane baby stuff like sleepless nights, weaning and potty training etc. If I find the time to keep blogging of course.
  • The same goes for social media. Rob and I have agreed that we want to respect the kids privacy and we will only share his photos online with our family directly through Whatsapp, a private shared iPhoto album and personal emails. Plus I really hope that I do not post statuses moaning about sleepless nights and all the rest on Facebook! But who knows what my hormones and extreme tiredness will drive me to?!!!
  • I hope that I do not become a baby bore who talks about nothing but their kid. We all know that person. Even after politely listening to the latest news about the sprog, when you try to change the subject and get them to talk about themselves, they somehow always turn the conversation back to junior, bless ’em! BTW I totally did this when we first got the cat. I didn’t realise that I was boring people going on about her all the time!
  • I am not going to neglect my cat. She is still my little baby. Be it a 10 year old black and white, slightly chubby, totally spoilt, furry one who poops herself occasionally, pukes on the floor, has fishy breath, whinges a lot, cries to be fed on demand and needs to be cuddled to sleep all the time!
  • I am not going to call myself mamabear, wear a mother of dragons t-shirt or change my Instagram profile name to “*****’smummy” (whatever we decide to call him, still not made up our minds yet!)
  • I am not going to allow my house to be taken over by toys and kid clutter. Please do feel free to laugh at my naivety here!!! I just really hope that our lounge does not turn into something looking like a soft play area. I have loads of empty storage space in the lounge Ladderax unit for any future Lego, games and craft supplies etc. But who knows who will win the battle against the influx of plastic crap entering the house!
  • I hope that I will not become one of these “holier than thou” types who thinks that they are a more compassionate, understanding person just because they are a parent. True story – one time Rob and I were sitting in the pub next to a friend of a friend of a friend, who asked if we had any kids, then started going on about how wonderful parenthood is and how much having kids makes you a better person. I had to bite my tongue and hold back while he waffled on and on about how selfless and wonderful he was. What a dick!!! In fact, at one point I did actually say to him “so you are telling me that I am selfish because I don’t have kids” but it seemed to go over his head. Surely common sense tells you that not everybody has a choice in these matters and there are plenty of terrible, evil people out there who also happen to be parents? Grrrrrr, what a dick!!!!!!!!!
  • I hope that I do not say to other first time expectant mums or couples, the one cliche that everyone has told us that “our lives are going to completely change”! For some reason this perfectly innocent, meant well statement has grated me a bit during my pregnancy. I think its because its so obvious. And your lives also change with other major life events – like when you break up with someone, lose a loved one, get made redundant or change your job and move house etc, but no one seems to say it to you then. On a personal level, I have sometimes wanted to tell people “yeah, well so does having a miscarriage (*change your life that is*). It makes you appreciate that you cannot predict anything in life, that life is short and you need to be thankful for what you have”. But I am too polite to say so and I do not want to make people feel uncomfortable!
  • I also hope that I will not tell child free couples when they see my future babe that they “will be next”! As if just by looking at my child it will magically cure their infertility or make them change their minds about their personal choices in life!!!
  • I hope that I can bring my boy up to be a feminist.
  • I hope that if he does like Disney’s Frozen that I can support his interest and will not have a near nervous breakdown after hearing Let it Go for the millionth time! Gah, I hate that effing song so much!!!
  • I will not be a miserable cow about Xmas anymore and will try to make their childhood memories of the festive period good ones! Bring on the Elf on a shelf, tinsel and turkey!!!
  • And I hope that this will be my last personal/thought dump type of post on here about the kid. But who knows?!!!

The New House – Our Finished Bedroom

Right, its about time that I shared a finished room on here!

I will start with our bedroom. We finished decorating this room back in June (I think?) and we currently have the 3rd bedroom/office, the hallway, the bathroom and the kitchen all about 90% done. What’s left in these rooms is the silly little finishing touches like hanging pictures up etc that we always seem to take ages to getting round to doing.

I had hoped to share more finished room tours on my blog before the end of the year, but somehow we seem to be running out of time!

As per usual, the lounge is turning into a bigger project than we anticipated (including accidental purple walls!) and we still have yet to start the second bedroom!

I promise I will eventually get round to blogging the rest of the house. In the mean time, thanks for your patience!

Below is how the bedroom looked like when we viewed the house back in January ’16. This is the estate agents photo.viewing b4 main bedroom

A nice bedroom with nothing wrong with it. Yet we still felt the urge to decorate it!!!

And below are three photos of how things looked when we first moved in.
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We were expecting the previous owner to take the wardrobes and chest of drawers with them. But it turned out that they were built in units. Yes, we could have lived with them, but I am quite attached to our own walnut coloured bedroom furniture from our old house! One of my main requirements for any future home, when we were viewing properties, was that I could fit all of our bedroom furniture in to the main bedroom. I made Rob get out the tape measure in every property we viewed and all the poor estate agents heard the story about how I didn’t want to have to sell our wardrobes etc!

Within the first few weeks of living here, Rob carefully removed and dismantled the previous owners bedroom furniture and we gave away it to a friend. Then we set about recreating my old dining room in the bedroom!

We painted the walls white, carpeted the room, hung a new pole and curtains up, changed the light fitting to hang my lampshade that we brought with us from our old house (there was no way I was leaving that behind, as I knew our buyers would not appreciate its vintage, yellow, loveliness and would just throw it away!) and then we reassembled our furniture in the room.

After a few weeks of decorating fun and games, here are the results!

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As you come into the room we have our Cocoa Eyes print and mirror.

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Apologies for my (surprisingly flattering) 9 months pregnant reflection in the picture. I am a terrible photographer!

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Ignore the creases in the bed covers. I never iron them. Or iron anything at all if I can help it!

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Sorry for the darkness in this snap. Its included to try to give you all the 360 tour of the room. I cannot be bothered to learn how to balance light or actually use the camera properly!

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The Parma Violets

Here is little up date on our lounge decorating situation.

We have hung the new lining paper, painted it with a white under coat, moved a couple of plugs, replaced, primed and painted the skirting boards, had the new flooring fitted and painted one wall lilac.

Woah hold up, whats that you just said Helen? Yep its true, we have just painted one of our walls a lilac colour!!!imageimageimage

It was not done on purpose, believe me! I do love colour, but purple is one of my least favourite colours. Its safe to say that I am not a fan of our new lilac wall!

It was a bit of a cock up. We were hoping to find a grey paint similar to the colour that we used in our old lounge. We couldn’t find one, so we took in a sample of the colour we wanted and got the DIY store to scan it and mix it up to order. The tester that we had made up was just what we wanted, so we paid for it to be made up in a large five litre tin.

When Rob opened the five litre tin on Monday, he remarked that the grey colour looked a bit pinker than he remembered. We just thought that maybe once it had been painted on the walls it would dry to the colour that we wanted.

Nope! It didn’t! It dried a lovely shade of 80’s-tastic lilac!

Ah, well. Shit happens. We can laugh about it now! And the DIY store who we brought the paint from were very good and admitted that the mixing machine had made a mistake somehow (they couldn’t figure out why though and it had never happened before!) and gave us a full refund.

I just cannot look at our lounge wall without being reminded of granny hair dye jobs, Parma Violet sweets and bad eighties bridesmaids dresses!

Mean while more tester paint pots have been brought! Its back to square one again!

The New House – Ideas And Inspiration For The Second Bedroom

Sorry to keep wanging on about baby stuff on here. I did hope to share a tour of our bedroom today, but its too dark and rainy to take any decent photos, so that post will have to wait. Fear not, I am not about to turn into a “mummy blogger” anytime soon! But at this moment in time its a big thing in my life, so I cannot help but over share on here occasionally!

I just wanted to do a little follow up from this post here (the 2nd bedroom before tour post) to talk about my ideas for this room.

I must say that it has been quite hard deciding how to decorate this room. My initial thoughts were to just paint the room white, but then Rob banned me from having any more white walls in the house! (He hates it! Because its a bugger to paint and you cannot see what bits you have already painted apparently!)

Next I thought “what about that greeny-grey neutral colour that we had in our bedroom in our last house?” But Rob was not so keen on the colour. So that was the end of that. (Yes, believe it or not, sometimes I do let him have a say in things!!!)

So it was back to the drawing board again. Or rather, pinning stuff on my secret Pinterest board for inspiration!

All that I had decided on was this Ikea light in the room and, don’t ask me why, but I set my heart on a bright yellow cot! …You know, the one colour that cots are least likely to be made in! Luckily I managed to find one online at a sensible price, so that Pinterest-to-blame-type-of-want was fulfilled!

So far we have purchased the two items pictured below.

Image from ikea.com

The light for the room. Image from ikea.com

His cot. Image from direct.asda.com

His cot. Image from direct.asda.com

And this is how the room currently looks.imageimageimageimage

Doesn’t it make you a bit twitchy and anxious? The piles of bags everywhere, the disorganisation of it, and the fact that I have just over four weeks left to go til D-day? Eep!

But to be honest, I am pretty chill about things. As for the first few months the kid will be sleeping in our bedroom, in one of those next to the bed cribs, so there is no December deadline to get this room finished. Phew! And I have finally decided on the wall colour and more furnishings! We just need to finish decorating the lounge first so that the Ladderax unit and the books etc can be moved back in there, then I can start sorting out the piles of baby paraphernalia that my parents have brought us and friends have kindly given to us.

And pack my hospital bag and do other practical shit like that!

The scheme that I have decided on is for the walls to be painted on the bottom half a teal coloured dark blue (yes, I know, I have chosen blue for a boy! But I like the colour and would also use it in a little girls room) then white on the top half. A bit like in the images all gleaned from Pinterest below.

And somehow I have managed to get Rob to paint another room white again! But this room doesn’t count as its only half white. Honest!

Image from ikea.com

Image from ikea.com

Image from spearmintbaby.com

Image from spearmintbaby.com

More Pinterest inpiration. Not quite the look that I am going for, but look, a yellow cot and the same lampshade!

More Pinterest inpiration. Not quite the look that I am going for, but look, a yellow cot and the same lampshade! Image from babble.com.

Next, I plan to order this Ikea chest of drawers for a changing area and clothing storage, which I cannot wait to organise like this Mummy blogger has.

Nordli chest of drawers. Image from ikea.com.

Nordli chest of drawers. Image from ikea.com.

Image from twotwentyone.net.

Image from twotwentyone.net.

Then order this cute Scandi inspired bunny print below to hang somewhere in the room. Just because I like it and would be very happy to have it hanging in my bedroom TBH!

Image from thismodernlife.co.uk

Image from thismodernlife.co.uk

Watch this space for the room tour next year!