There is 2 years and 3 months between my two and for every day that goes by I feel like that age gap is closing in. Dylan is toddling around more and more each day and for longer periods of time. It still amuses Katie when he stands up to walk and although the novelty has worn off for us a little bit, Katie still squeals in delight when he walks, like it’s the first time he’s done it! She literally is his number one fan! She’s always encouraging him to do more and being really supportive when he does something new. They are able to play together now in a way that they’ve never been able to before. Dylan is no longer the boring baby that can’t do much whom Katie has to be gentle with. We still ask her to be gentle with him…it doesn’t work and Dylan weighs nearly the same as her so he gives as good as he gets now.
Photographing them together this month has been HARD WORK. Firstly the weather has been either too wet or too cold to spend long periods outside and when I’ve managed to get my camera out in the house Dylan doesn’t sit there long enough for the flash to go off. I’ve deleted umpteen photos on my camera these last few days because they were too blurry from where one of them had moved!
They still absolutely adore one another like they always have. Except now I feel (if possible) that their bond is even closer because Katie has a partner in crime (or someone to blame if it all goes wrong – Dylan did it!) She still plays Mother hen to him and is very cautious of his safety. Always making sure the stair gates are closed and helping him walk when he’s feeling a bit wobbly. She’s so kind and caring when it comes to anything like that. They really are the best of friends. I love my siblings so much and can not wait to see how their relationship grows over the next 12 months.
Ever since I started my blog back in January 2016 I’ve tried to be as honest and open about my family life in my posts as I possibly can but one thing I have never disclosed is my children’s names. From my very 1st post I’ve always referred to them as K and D and I honestly don’t know why. I felt like I almost needed to protect them from the internet which is ridiculous really given that their pictures are up there for everyone to see and a lot of people who read my blog and follow me on social media know their names anyway! I’ve always found it difficult when writing about them to just say “K” or “D” and I’ve slipped up on a few occasions over on Instagram/Twitter. Plus if you were to look on my husbands Twitter you’d blatantly see their names on his bio anyway (he’s Stateside84 if anyone cares to give him a follow! 😉 )
So I thought I’d do a little blog post and introduce them, my beautiful little children that you read so much about.
Katie is 3 years old (going on 13!) she’s outgoing, bubbly and very intelligent. She likes to talk ALOT and can be quite bossy at times. We chose the name Katie Grace purely because we liked it and not for any other reason. We didn’t know when we were pregnant with her what sex she was so if she was a girl, she was Katie and if she was a boy, she was Jake. It’s as simple as that. She is our beautiful first born, the daughter I always wanted and the little girl we adore.
Dylan is 15 months old and our miracle baby read here. He has a smile that could melt the hardest of hearts and a temper like a raging bull! (I’m hoping it’s a faze haha!) He is just full of gorgeousness. We found out we were having a boy at our 20 week scan but it took us 5 days after he was born to give him a name. He was labelled “baby boy” for the first 120hrs of his life. We wanted to make sure his name fitted his personality and I think it does just that. He is beautiful with his thick blonde hair and large eyes. Our little fighter, our baby and our son.
Christmas day feels like a life time ago now that we are in January but I am only just catching up with blog posts since December so better to blog about it late than not at all.
Christmas for us has been at home since K was born. Before we had children James and I used to spend Christmas morning alone together then go to his parents for lunch one year then alternate it the next year to my parents. Since the kiddies came along we now don’t go out at all and since we moved in to a bigger house with more room we now host Christmas day which means both sets of parents and my brother come to us. To say it’s busy is an understatement but it’s so lovely and I wouldn’t have it any other way!
Christmas morning started at 7am when the kiddies woke up and we went downstairs to see if “he’d been”. K was super excited as she’s at the age where she’s fallen for the whole Christmas magic so it was wonderful to become wrapped up in her enthusiasm and poor D still didn’t have a clue what was going on!
We spent the next hour opening all the presents that Santa had brought. We were all super spoilt this year, like every year and I couldn’t see our living room floor for toys! I spent the following week buying storage solutions and trying to tidy all the new toys away!
Christmas dinner was lovely (even if I do say so myself) eating food, pulling crackers and telling jokes and we spent the rest of the afternoon playing with games (mainly Twister) and toys. Both K and D relish having parents, grandparents and uncles all under one roof and I’m hoping it’s something that happens year in, year out so they have the greatest memories of us all together.
I did a small buffet in the evening for anyone who was hungry and we spent the evening relaxing and drinking lots of alcohol. K went to bed at around 9:30pm but D couldn’t stay up past 8pm bless him! Everyone stayed over at our house so they didn’t have to worry about getting home. It meant that we all woke up together on boxing day morning which again, was really lovely.
I didn’t take that many photos of Christmas day as I was too wrapped up in the moment, which is never a bad thing, but before the kiddies went to bed I did manage to quickly whip the tripod out to take a photo of us all together. It truly was a lovely day filled with fun, laughter, family and memories which is exactly what Christmas day should be.
I can’t believe we are in 2017 now! I have so many hopes for this year and hope it will be really special. I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas like I did and I hope 2017 brings you health and happiness!
September has been an emotional month and a month of change for us all in our family. K started at preschool on the 5th, our little man turned one years old on the 18th and I’ve just returned to work this week following maternity leave. We’ve also been away for a week so it’s been pretty full on. It’s a month where we’ve all grown a little bit whether it’s physically or mentally and we’ve all had to learn new routines. This months photos were taken on D’s actual birthday. We had gone to the local park in the morning to try out his new trike. The weather was beautiful and probably one of our last sunny days before autumn really sets in. We had such a nice morning playing around in the trees and the grass. K has started to share my love of photography and wanted to take some photos of myself and D which to be honest, she did a great job at and I keep meaning to dig our old digital camera out for her to have a practice on.
Although September has now come to an end and it’s probably the last we will see of any sunny days, I feel excited about autumn coming. The cosy nights and scented candles, the autumn clothing and cold weekend walks are my favourites things about the winter weather and I can’t wait to embrace it!
This month I am loving
Having new routines
D turning one
Daddy is loving
The new car
Hunted (Channel 4)
D turning one
K is loving
Making new friends
D is loving
Being 1 years old
Crawling and cruising furniture
K has been attending nursery one morning a week since the start of February this year. It was a chance for her to make some new friends and have a new experience away from me and it was a chance for me to spend some time alone with my youngest. She loved going and the nursery and staff that are there are great.
On the 5th September this year K started back at the nursery that she had been going to but now she’s downstairs in the pre-school area. We made the decision to send her 5 days a week but only 9-12pm so it got her into a routine for when she started reception next September and it also gave her some stability in terms of seeing the same people and doing the same routines everyday as she is a person that thrives on that kind of environment.
Daddy came with us to drop her off for her first proper morning. Dropping her off wasn’t hard as I knew she knew the building and the staff but I felt very emotional. The little person that I’d had at the side of me most days for the last 3 years wouldn’t be there in the mornings anymore. It felt oddly quiet when I got back in the house. I also worried that she would feel lost and abandoned since she didn’t know any of the other children. I need not have worried because she was buzzing when I picked her up that lunchtime. She had made some nice friends, had a great time and couldn’t wait to go back the next day.
Wearing a uniform to pre-school is optional at the place that K goes as it is a private nursery and most of the children are sent wearing their own clothes but it was K’s choice to wear a uniform. I think she looks really smart and it makes it so much easier to be organised in the morning as I know exactly what she’s wearing.
I have D with me full time everyday (except when I’m working) so I’m not alone but it does feel strange without K around in the morning. We try to do something together in the afternoon whether it’s going to the park or staying at home and playing and I will try to make the most of this for the next year as I know when it comes to September 2017 I will lose that time completely.
For now, I hope K continues to enjoy pre-school as much as possible.