As I sit here, typing this, I almost cannot believe it. My baby, my little 5lb 13oz beauty, you are 2! Where have those two years gone? It feels like only last month we were at Centerparcs for your 1st Birthday and now we are preparing to spend the day visiting family, eating nice food and opening presents together. Daisy – you are 2!
My daughter Daisy is almost two. I cannot believe how fast the past two years have gone by. The first years of your child’s life are filled with so many milestones from the first smile to the first tooth and for us now – first time sleeping in a big bed! Making the decision around moving my baby to a toddler bed was something that I debated about for a while. I was wondering how we would know when the time was right. I didn’t want to move Daisy too early and have weeks and weeks of sleepless nights. I also didn’t want to risk moving my baby to a toddler bed too late and have her fall out of her cot and have an accident. So recently, as Daisy turned 22 months we moved her to a toddler bed.
Our daughter Daisy was born on the 21st of March 2016. It was the happiest, and scariest, day of my life, as I had to have a c-section and Daisy was born, weighing 5lb 13oz at full term (38+4). My entire pregnancy had been difficult and when she was finally born safe I was so relieved. We went home, and started our life as a family of three. Then on April Fools Day, at just 11 days old, Daisy projectile vomited for the first time. We had a chuckle. She was just playing a prank on us after all – right?! Wrong. Daisy had FPIES and the beginning of a long battle was starting for us.
So something semi-funny happened recently. I accidentally taught my daughter to swear. Her first swear word, b*stard, was a pretty strong choice… I’m surprised it has taken until 17 months for her to hear, and repeat, a swear word. I’m a swearer. I can’t help it. I’ve just always been someone who expresses her happiness, anger or sadness with a good swear word. Obviously I don’t want my own daughter to swear, at least not at such a young age. However what’s done is done and there is no point dwelling now. Today I want to share with you how I taught my daughter to swear and some funny stories from other bloggers too.
I’m a real fan of saving money wherever possible. I always think that a pound saved is the same as a pound earned. When we want items for our home, and toys in particular, I am always checking out our local charity shops. Daisy has had some absolutely fantastic toys and this is one of the joys of the charity shop! Now that Daisy is 17 months old she is more interested in toys than ever.
