22 days into the new year...

And although it is late, here's to wishing you all a very happy, prosperous and blessed 2012.

I made just one big resolution that covers it all: Counting my blessings. This is it for me. Appreciate the good, don't dwell in the bad. This helps me look at things in a way that keeps me striving for positives.

Not that life is perfect; far from it! But appreciating all things, acknowledging it all and moving on towards more good and away from the bad is what I find keeps me going. Nothing to hold me back. No bad feelings. It's all good!

Peace!

Loving Lawi

I love this little guy soooo much! I woke up early, get some bits done, he did too, to stop me doing what I planned to... or so it seems :-/. Pooped (half in nappy, half in potty, horrible stinky teething poop!), played, decided he wanted to go back to sleep again, but being cuddled. Daddy volunteered as he loves Lawi snuggles in the morning, but L wanted bosom too. I got annoyed, took a deep breath and got into bed with him, obliged him. He's teething too, poor guy, so is whimpering and twitching in his sleep and clamping down occasionally (ouch). But how could I stay angry at him? He's so strong yet vulnerable, and with his back arched, bum sticking out, I'm looking at him all awash with oxytocin. He has me well and truly wrapped in his little finger but I would not change it for the world. Laundry can wait, I'm in love. <3 x

Must Do Better

I'm coming back. Must do better, really. Nuff said.

Happy Birthday to my little man!!!

Laurence is 1 year old today. Seems like yesterday I was birthing him. It has been a wonderfully blessed year and I must say, I LOVE motherhood! It's the best job in the whole wide world. Will edit with today's pictures later. ***Edited to add pictures!!!***

 It's my birthday mummy, what have you got in here for me?

 Okay, I'll wait... nothing extraordinary in here, just the usual...

 Okay, A pic of me too... not much improvement a year on *need to work on me a bit*

 Ooooh, a basket full of balloons! Thanks Grandad!!!

 Cake! I get to eat cake! Mummy approves as she baked it!

 Part 2 on Saturday with Joshua (who refused to be pictured. A teen at 9, sigh...)

 Cake pops went down well. See pop and bics, she'll make anything you ask for! Within reason, of course...

 Yup, I made another cake. Got the bug! I know, not the prettiest, but it certainly was tasty!

 Ha! The elusive Joshua.... Silly moo!

 Granny marvelling at Lawi's ability to stuff it down ;-)

Flipping Poop EVERYWHERE- AAAARRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH

It's been a funny old day. Nothing terrible has happened, other than the fact I was rained on massively this morning/afternoon, as I made a meet with a pal/employer, Lawi in tow. Came home to a poopy pretty nappy. Got that sorted, got dried and warm again, ate, played, tried doing a bit of housework. Back to normal.

We've been doing Elimination Communication on a part-time basis when at home. Lawi wears briefs, and every time he wets them, I change them - just so he gets the idea wet is not a nice feeling. Been going okay. He will sometimes go on the potty when he does not go for a long time and I sit him and go ''shhhhhaaaah'', but these are rare. Poop is more successful if he's around me, as I can tell when he needs to go (he has a poo face and sound [don't we all?] ).

So, a little while ago, he made the face and sound. I raced him to the bathroom, briefs off, signed potty and gave him my hairspray (homemade, no nasties, even edible, though not tasty, so not irresponsible and dangerous - had to clarify that), which he loves playing with to keep him there. He went really well, like he does most times. I congratulated him, and took him away to get cleaned up and re-dressed. And then it happened. I tripped on the potty. Its contents went flying all over the bathroom floor. Now I got poop all over the floor to clean. I just had to take a break from it all and post this before cleaning it up. Especially as Al came back from work and has taken Lawi out for a walk. So, just a regular day in the office then. With a little poopy blip. Life goes on. Off to clean the bathroom now. Life is still good, I count my blessings - poo-lined or not.

Till next time.