Step, step, step!

Our sweet little boy has taken his first step on Monday! Just one, and then stood for a moment before tumbling on his bum-so cute-and did this once more that day, then another on Tuesday. How cool! We are so excited for him. We have also got him his first pairs of big boy training pants since he is getting so good at tinkling at his potty. We've had some accidents but we're all learning, and I am sure we will get the hang of it soon. They're washable, so who cares :) I'm so proud of my sweet guy. Growing up so fast!

Hello, Padstow ~ Goodbye, Looe

We have a new home!

We've relocated to Padstow, Cornwall. A sudden move, yes-but the Cornish Council decided to house us and we weren't exactly going to say no!
We have a gorgeous 2 story, 2br/2ba house with a teeny tiny backyard that has 2 sheds (one of which is reserved to be a fort...yes, a fort.
We have converted the downstairs living room into our bedroom because we like the open-ness, and we are going to create an "imagination room" which will one day be Osrid Olov's room when he decides he is ready for his own bedroom. This will be the YES room-we plan to have nothing in there that's dangerous to play near (I.E. television wires) but only toys and games and everything that CAN be done and played with and imagined. We just have to get this place carpeted...I can't believe they didn't do that for us. D'oh. Oh well, though...it is quite lovely here (minus a few chavs). We're very close to the Tesco's too. We've gone 100% vegan, and for the first time in over 4 years I am starting to feel better...I feel full of life! I've been walking every day and cooking my own food...mostly raw, as well-I'm indexing my recipes, which you can find here. Tonight we had raw creamy corn chowder & cookies. Yummy. Osrid is doing great, he is standing up all on his own now; and...my little boy is having his first birthday in two weeks! He is nearing the end of infancy...onward to toddlerhood. Oh my!

A Spot Of Tea & A Foot Detox?

We spent a lovely evening over at the Althouse-Heale's. We drank lots of ginger & lime tea and visited with Steph, Tom, Anne, and Finnley when he could poke his head out-and I got my feet detoxed. Ooooh, what a treat that is! Osrid loves being in my lap when I have it done, too-he gets very happy and cuddly and playful. I think he must be sensitive to the vibrations from the footbath coming through my body and he must enjoy them. It has been far too long since I had that done-I wish I could do it every day.

Tom and O.O. really had a blast playing together-Tom brought out his drumsticks and they made some fun beats together. Osrid Olov also got to have a 'swordfight' with everyone there (as well as make me a bit nervous of being bashed in the eye, ;P) I think everyone had a lot of fun seeing O.O., but especially Tom (some paternal instincts coming out, perhaps? :)) who was so kind as to let him play with his toys and even let him keep a little red car that he likes ever so much.

I also had some great conversations! For instance, talking to the lovely Anne about one of my all time favourite subjects, SPIDERS. Also, learning that Tom, Max (his & Finn's brother, who was not present) and Finn grew up vaccine-free. If you know me, you know how strongly against vaccines I am. As they seem to be some of the healthiest people I know, this makes me very happy. It also absolutely tickled me when we were discussing various aspects of parenting ---I'm not exactly sure how this came up, but Anne and Tom were asking Paul & I about various things about what it is like ect and somehow I came onto the subject of disciplining and how we don't even use time-outs beca-"what are time outs?" "yeah, what are time-outs?" Neither of them had ever heard of them! When I explained (using such things as being sent to ones room and put on a naughty step I.E. supernanny shows), they agreed they sounded horrible and can't see why people would do that to their children (it only makes them lash out more, anyway). It makes me happy to talk about gentle parenting practices even to people who arent' parents yet-it gives me hope yet for others to come. :)

I can't believe all this junk was in my body!!!!!!! Yuck!

Bink And Plue, Mum!

The most adorable things have been chiming out of this sweet little boys' mouth...he is now saying "Mum" "Mommy" "Mama" ect. to me/when he wants me as much as he is saying "Dad" "Daddy" "Dadda" to/about his old man. Also, he repeated "Bink and Plue"----the names of our spiders, Pink and Blue!
Cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute!

Oh, books!

Sweet little O.O....
yesterday Paul was going through some things in the room and he plonked a few of O.O.'s hardback storybooks down on the bed. The excitement! He was in my lap and I was playing with him and half-arsedly reading something on my laptop-but immediately he wanted to grab for all of them. I shut down the laptop to read with him but he could not figure out which one he wanted first and ended up drumming on half of them before he decided. I truly think he may be bound to be a drummer, mm hmm!

We ended up reading some counting/picture book with a 3-D caterpillar in it, a Thomas the Tank Engine book with a button that made puffing noises-which O.O. pushed at every opportunity-and about half of The Very Busy Spider by Eric Carle, which Osrid was more interested at looking at the cover of.

...and everything has been going quite well with him in general, I would say. He's such a happy, playful, chattery little guy, and we are the two luckiest parents in the world (of course we would think so, but come on! Just look at the little fella :)).

Our Family Bed

My dear, sweet, precious dreamers

Sweet husband and son

I'll love you both for always 

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1 October: I feel a bit "blah" at the minute.
It's been 6 years since I lost my mother (as of last night that is)-and I am lowering medications at the minute as part of a gradual effort to bring myself back to being a somewhat well-being person again (something that I do not hold breaths that I will ever return to my former state of health, but, even 50% would make me happy). These as well as various other little odds and ends have me in a bit of a brain fog at the moment, but I am trying to keep my head on. Remind me to invent a dry-erase-board shirt...of course, I would probably throw the marker in the warsh.

Just a note I have to share (I am sure someday you will be reading all this, saying "MOOOM!!! THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING!!", but I am so proud of you my little Osrid Olov!)-a couple of days ago Osrid made 2 poops on his potty and 7 tinkles...the next day we lost count as we went nappy free for much of the day for the first time! I am very proud of how well he did. Yesterday he did a few tinkles but we weren't as vigilant as, well, I was feeling very foggy. To make matters worse in all of this I have hardly gotten any sleep last night-just my brain's doing, and I am not thinking about much of anything productive to boot. Heck.

The upside is that we had some really nice cuddly time together as a family watching some silly TV shows...or should I say, Paul and I did, while Osrid was using me as a bed. I don't mind that-he is a good body warmer.

We have also spent some time in the garden the other day again, just me and Ozzy-he really is loving green, not as much as pink but I think it may be his second favourite colour. The strange thing is that he seems to hate getting down on the grass-it terrifies him and he wants to be picked up right away (and I do, of course).

I tried to read another book I pulled off the shelf with O.O. a couple of times too but he has let me get through a whole of about 5 sentences before shutting and using as a drum-I think he may be destined to be a drummer-but in all fairness I didn't think it was a very interesting book, either.

What a journey is learning and loving.