Monday, December 23, 2013

Look what I brought back from Ecuador!


So as most people bring back an alpaca jumper from Ecuador I just had to be different and bring back a baby. Now don’t worry it is mine and I haven’t just taken one off the street or from Otavalo market as I was previously told I could buy anything there! Yep, I’m almost 4 months pregnant and over the moon. It was a shock to both the father and I, but a wanted and loved little shock. Since coming back I have realised what wonderful friends and family I have here as I face one of the scariest jobs I have ever been given. I mean really me a mother…. Ahh I have no idea what to expect and just keep being told ‘you will just know and you will be fine’. I on the other hand do not have as much faith and seem to spend all my free time reading books and asking questions. One book a friend gave me seems to be an idiots guide to being a parent ( thanks by the way) with an alphabetical index with questions, for example ‘why is my baby crying?’ ‘ How many times should I feed my baby?’ ‘ How do I change a nappy?’. As I sat there laughing picturing a bleak and decrepit looking mother with a hungry, wet and angry baby looking through an index for answers I suddenly felt the cold realisation that I didn’t know the answers to these questions and in a couple of months I would be THAT woman! The laughter stopped and the book reading started!
 
The other day I met up with some friends for lunch and one’s 6 month old baby boy, she seemed so together and happy in this new position as if she was always meant to be give this role. When it was my turn for a cuddle with the gorgeous little man (who god love him had been passed around a full table of women but seemed to love the attention) after giving out a couple of beautiful smiles which melted my heart he then fell asleep on me. To sound soppy but it was wonderful to feel this cuddly warm baby’s sleepy breathing and to smell that clean fresh baby smell. It’s so amazing to think that in a couple of months I will have this all from my own tiny little baby.  
            

Sunday, December 15, 2013

Returning home


So I am home and all the panic and tears have gone, why? Because of all my amazing friends and family! Ok so the first month was a bit of a struggle not just emotionally but because its so freaking cold, as I am walking around in gloves, scarf and the biggest thickest winter jacket and everyone else is talking about this lovely mild October we are having. A friend who spent many years in India told me it takes 3 months for your blood to thicken and become accustomed to British weather. My 3 months are nearly up and I am still walking around like Kenny from south park….
Anyway, I have spent some lovely weekends away with friends in London, Brighton, Leeds, The lakes and bonny Scotland with the family. Also some beautiful days out walking in good old Cumbria, I had forgotten just how picturesque it is. Speaking of Cumbria or Brampton in particular oh how I have missed the local crazies, anyone who hasn’t been here before let me describe it for you. Brampton is an old market town with cobbled streets, traditional shops and well the perfect brochure town, till you look closely and find out we have produced some of the finest crazies in Britain. Yes I know every town has its share but I have lived in a lot of places and Brampton really has got more than its fair share. An example from a few years ago-
There was a knock on the front door and to my surprise a well known crazy is stood there, she shouts that she would like to speak to my mum.
‘Sorry but she isn’t in’
‘I need my toenails cutting!’
‘Err ok best you go home and cut them’
‘I cant, will you cut them?’
‘No’
This could only happen in Brampton!

But really it’s so nice to be back, seeing old friends and making new ones. For now I am feeling settled and blessed living in such a beautiful area.  
Also need ideas on a new name for the blog, Girl about Brampton doesn't have the same ring to it!