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I've moved.

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for all the latest about life with the Joneses.

See ya there x

How cute is this?!?

Watch it a few times and be sure to giggle!

So long, farewell, auf weidersehn, good bye!

Okay, so I have come to a decision... I've bordered on doing this a few times but this time it is final. It all started yesterday when I did a monster post about everything we've been up to while I was having a bloggy break, I took photos and everything showing what we've done. My intention in this was to share with my friends our achievements, as we all do frequently in bloggy land. It was then brought to my attention that...

1. the security risks invovled with showing that much detail of our personal lives. I'm quite naive and trusting and assume its only lovely people reading this, but lately we have been stung in the big bad world via the glorious internet and quite frankly its now scared us.

2. Also, I have been doubting everything I'm writing, worrying how people are going to take my posts, misreading my intentions.

Quite frankly, this upset me, I have loved doing my blog, but there is absolutley no point doing this if I am censoring what I write, and holding back, worrying what other people will think. My main love for doing this blog was to record the lovely things in our lives and retain these memories. So I have decided that I am going to concentrate on doing my scrapbook because that will serve the same purpose, to create something beautiful to remember and share with whoever I choose. I am sad because I have met so many lovely people, who I consider friends, even though I have never met them, by doing this, but I will still check their blogs and leave the occasional comment to say hi!

So anyway, loads of love, Del x

Ha ha ha... choooo!!!!

Okay, so I haven't got anything to say other than ... "I have man flu!"

I'll hopefully be back with another post when my nose stops running long enough for me to be able to type something of any substance.

See ya :o((

He, he, he, he!!

Have you ever noticed a theme in your day like God is trying to tell you something specific? But with me, He has to tell me a couple of times for me to say "ah ha?"

Thursday last week I read...

In the midst of it... a post entitled sense of humour!
Laurel Wreath... a really funny you tube video by Chonda Pierce which made me weak!
LPM Blog... a funny post entitled "he called it spitttle"

I still not really sure what God was trying to tell me but I think it was along the lines of "Keep laughing girly!" We have been complemented many times by visitors that our house is a happy house and I do try to aspire to that, only recently i seem to have lost sight of that wandering round the house doing my jobs like a great big grump. This is probably cos I'm shattered, feeling huge, and slightly sick, having to cook which I really don't feel like doing, refereeing world war III, mountaineering massive piles of washing, trying to find a pair of socks that match for my hubby who insists he hasn't got ANY socks... get the idea, but do you know what, despite all that madness I wouldn't have it any other way (apart from the washing! - A maid would be nice!) But I'm gonna try to stay sane amidst all of the chaos and focus on the lovely things in my house and keep on laughing, enjoying every day with the precious people in my life, these little people make me laugh more than anyone else with their cute little ways. The same day I read this from Cardiff Central by Charity...

"The fact is, this time in my life is for action. I don't have a choice. I have a husband and 2 sweet girls to look after. Surely God is pleased with my efforts, as I call on Him in the midst of washing dishes or changing nappies. One day I'm sure that I will be able to have uninterrupted quiet times again. And I will probably miss the interruptions dearly."

I have always said that "God has a great sense of humour" and so often we beat ourselves up thinking we should be following these pious routines of spending time with him and if we don't we will be on the receiving end of His wrath... and yet God chose to simply make me laugh, He gently used the people who influence me just to say "CHILL!"

So I'm starting the half term holidays with a different attitude, the sun is shining, there's petrol in the car so I'm getting out with my gorgeous boys and we're gonna have lots of laughs ;o))

'Super glue' will truly fix EVERYTHING - Part deux

Its official I am banning me and my Mum's household from EVER booking tickets for anything nice. You see we don't go out much - "altogether now... aaaaah!" - neither does my Mum and Dad. Last time they had tickets to go to a really special concert Luke hurt his lip and ended going to casualty, so we trundled on without them and managed to sort out Josh etc. while they were out having a lovely time, not that I'm bitter! Anyway, we booked tickets for Luke to go and see the Monster Truck show in the Millenium Stadium and he and my Dad were SO excited!

****WARNING... 'Jones incident' to follow, please turn away if you are squeemish!****

So by now you know the drill... the house is mad, getting tea, tidying, getting Pete ready to go to work etc etc. and we had this lovely moment of serenity the boys were eating their tea so me and Pete were sat in the living room, when we heard BANG, BANG, AAAAAAAAH!!!!

I still don't want to think about that noise and what body parts made it! But it turns out Josh was carrying his little wooden stool down the hallway on a mission when he tripped and his mouth fell onto the wood... and yes you've guessed it, just like Luke... blood everywhere with a hole on the inside and the outside of his lip... GREAT! Here we go again!

But it wasn't as simple as all that, my Mum and Dad were on their way over cos I was supposed to be taking them to the stadium, so we frantically worked out the logistics of who was doing what, not an easy task.

But in the end the boys went off to their show and had an amazing time, Josh went to hospital but thankfully it wasn't as bad as Luke's. He's cut the inside of his mouth, and the outside but they didn't meet in the middle, so that's ok then! So no glue was required, dare I say it... THIS TIME! He's fine, he lisps when he talks a little more than normal which is SO cute and every now and then he cries out, but he's being a brave little soldier. Me on the other hand, once I'd finished driving about a hundred miles around the country and got home, ended up cying like a baby! I was SO tired, stressed and had WAY too many hormones floating around, but anyway, another 'Jones incident' survived!! In the mean time you'd think we would not be booking any tickets to go ANYWHERE, just look at our track record...

Our engagement... Pete hospital - operation.
Our wedding... Pete hospital - thumb sown back on.
Mum and Dad's holiday - Pete hospital, suspected meningitis.
Tim's stag night - Pete hospital, suspected broken foot.
Mum and Dad concert - Luke hospital.
Luke and Dad concert - Josh hospital.

To name just a few! And do you know what...? We booked yesterday to go on holiday...Uh oh!!!

Just for a laugh...

I saw this in my magazine I was reading and I thought it is sadly getting relevent to me. It is a list of things to do in the decade before you turn 40. Okay so forty seems a LONG way off, but 30 isn't! Anyway, here's the list...

1. Watch the following films... Little Miss Sunshine, Mr Smith Goes to Washington, Good Will Hunting, and Shawshank Redemption - No problem with that.

2. Write a novel - Kind of started something... we'll see!

3. Learn a musical instrument - DONE

4. Start the next decade with no fears - I am definitely getting better with spiders, aren't I Nat?

5. Learn to knit - I think I'll have to ask Charity or Sarah from "In the midst of it" for this one!

6. Learn a language - with Luke's help I know a few words of welsh (how bad is that? Being taught by your 5 year old son) Although I can sing "Diolch Jesu" ("thank you Jesus") pretty competently now!

7. Get your eyes lasered - someone once told me you can smell your eyes burning while they do it - NO THANKS!!

8. Fill in the gaps, read any classics you've missed out on and learn any British history you don't know - That could take till I'm 80!

9. Dye your hair - Okay that's 'doable' especially as Meems discovered my 1st grey hair... yeah thanks mate!

10. Spend a whole summer abroad - something I've never considered, but it sounds lovely!

11. Have a brazilian - eeek!!

12. Apologise to someone you hurt ages ago - I have to think about this one.

13. Do a friend audit - It says to cut out friends that bring you down, not possible, friends are friends, we can never have too many!

14. Research your family tree - could be interesting.

15. Get out of debt once and for all - paying off the mortgage would be nice!

16. Go through all your photos - I SO need to do this and I'm gonna add to this... SCRAPBOOK them... I'll get a card off the Queen before I finish this!

17. Paint a picture, frame it and hang it on your wall - possibly possible, if I can find the time!

18. Read the entire Narnia series by CS Lewis to your children - beats Harry Potter any day!

19. Do and extreme declutter - I have to do this about every 6 months anyway!

20. Learn to do one magic trick really well - I do have one little trick up my sleeve!

21. Start blog - how efficient am I?

22. Do something for charity - I'm up for this, any ideas anyone?

23. Get a grown up jewellry collection - proper diamonds, pearls, platinum... If I must? ;o))

24. Go camping with your family - persuading Pete to give up his bed could be a problem!

25. Experience zero gravity - this costs £3000! I'll keep my feet on the ground thanks, I don't even like rollercoasters!

26. Complete a cryptic crossword - with Dad's help.... maybe!

27. Run a marathon - I've always dreamt of doing this believe it or not! At the moment that is a LONG time away but never say never, perhaps start with the race for life (5miles!)

28. Learn to fly - sounds like fun, but could be problematic for the same reasons as no. 25, althought I'd love to paraglide!

29. Eat truffles on toast - I'm up for it if they're talking about chocolate ones, not those stupidly expensive mushroom things!

30. Learn to dance properly - the suggestions are salsa, waltz etc. But I'd be happy to be ably to do the "dirty dancing" last dance because "Nobody puts Baby in a corner!"


Anyway, I'm sure there are loads more, got any ideas? If you have consider yourself tagged!!

Happy Birthday Babe!

At last!

Its been 2 LONG months since I turned the dreaded year older than you and I've been longing for your day to come around REAL fast so that I can finally say that we're the same age again and you can STOP SAYING THAT I'M OLD! There's another reason too. You spoilt me on my birthday so now its my turn! So for all those reasons (and cos your working on Monday!) we're celebrating your birthday early.

So anyway, happy birthday babes! Thank you for being the most fantastic husband and truly my best friend. When you came into my life 15 years ago (I know!!) I've never looked back. I love who you are, that you're the same no matter whose company you keep, I love the way you smile, the way you know just by what socks I'm wearing what mood I'm in and the fact that I need a cwtch, the fact that I know what your going to say next, I love that we share our faith, I love how hard you work for us and most importantly that you've given me our most precious little people Luke, Josh and not forgetting Lucy! I love that I know you're always gonna be there by my side even after all our little people have flown the nest!

So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY sweetie, you deserve the best day ever, we love you, we are so blessed and thank God you are in our lives!

Your Dels, Luke and Josh (and a boot from little Lucy!) xxxx

Thanks Beth!!

Loving my new top, thanks chick!

P.S. Get well soon Nat! Sorry you're feeling poorly,

get your hubby to give you lots of tlc tomorrow!

Our beautiful boys!

David Beckham eat your heart out!

Here comes Jonesy!

How cute? Don't you just love them the most when they're asleep!

My little monkeys!

This advert disturbed me at first trying to find the link between chocolate and gorillas playing the drums (all I could come up with is I would look like one of these if I went too long without chocolate!) The boys just love this advert and I have to keep calling it up on youtube all the time, for Luke cos he loves the drums and for Josh cos he loves monkeys. Either way its starting to do my head in - so I thought I'd share it - I'm nice like that!

GLAD!

Hellooooo!
I really should be catching up on some sleep but I'm buzzing and feeling REALLY happy!
My tummy has got that lovely butterflies feeling in it, like I'm excited, but I'm not really, I'm just content, happy with my lot, glad its Sunday, glad I'm saved, glad I'm married, glad I'm a Mum, glad I've got a girl... and I could go on!
Really hope your feeling happy on this Sunday ;0))

"Blessed better than I deserve!"

This post is courtesy of Greg @ http://gracesrq.com/blog/ otherwise known as Heather's Dad!
I've been thinking a lot about this sort of thing lately but he has put it far more eloquently than I could...I as blown away by this post because we know what Heather is going through at the moment with her chemo etc. So this post, to me, is even more special, because for a father to watch his daughter go through such a difficult time and come out with this attitude is a testiment to God's strength and grace... so I pinched it! Hope you don't mind, Greg!

It’s Not Always What It Seems
I’m coming to the place in my life where I have to accept reality. I know that may sound kind of dramatic, especially for a pastor. Most people if asked, would tell you that they desire the perfect life. You know, a spouse, two and a half children, nice home, good job, secure future, enough money to be comfortable, the expected speech. But usually in spite of what they may already have, many still feel the need for more.Recently I have been reminded by many different confirming witnesses in my life to be thankful. To guard my heart and filter my sight according to “Reality and Truth”. I am aware that every individual’s life is just that, individual. We may share in the same type of life experiences, but they are all personally unique. I think it’s called perspective. A person needs to make a wise choice in this matter of perspective. Half empty or half full. Totally dark, or almost dawn. Blessed, or forsaken? How do we approach our circumstances and life situations? It makes all the difference. OR, should I say confidence and trust in God makes all the difference in the world.
I am often asked by people “How are You Doing?” My response usually catches people off guard; “Better Then I deserve!
Begin to practice the art of humble thanksgiving, to an amazingly loving Heavenly Father,It will change your reality!
Because of Grace
Greg

100th post!!

What better way to celebrate my 100 posts than to share this with you...


We've had our scan and thank the Lord everything is ok. And guess what?

IT'S A GIRL!!!

Well, they think... she is as sure as can be, but for obvious reasons they can never be 100% with little girls. It's been a real rollercoaster today. After following the lives of Copeland and her family through the last week and seeing how gracious they are and how strong they are throughout the hardest of times, I've had a real dilema over what to pray for. I've been wanting to pray that "Lord whatever your will..." because deep down I was worried there would be something wrong. But then I was thinking surely I should pray for a healthy baby and for the "desires of my heart", so instead I've just been honest, doing a bit of straight talking with my Lord, He knows how I feel, so as I was lying there for 20 mins while she said nothing, measuring and checking everything and I was getting increasingly anxious, in my heart i was singing "and my hope is in You, and all I want to do is to know you more Jesus". And now I feel like my heart's going to explode! My boys are the eyes in my head, so to speak, I wouldn't change them for the world, but its scriptural that one day they are going to be turning to their wives instead of their old Mum. Whereas little girls ALWAYS need their Mums! So our lives just feel complete... PRAISE GOD!

I thought this was quite apt!

(Courtesy of Artistically Amy @ 160 Acre Woods)

Thoughtful!

I'm feeling particularly thoughtful today, not down or stressed, just thoughtful (and no it's not hurting!) Our services over the weekend really spoke to me, our visiting preacher spoke SO much sense and whether it was because we didn't have the boys with us, but I managed to really listen and take it in and EVEN remember it, which is a miracle in itself at the moment with pregnancy fog!



One of the things he was talking about was time, and I bet all my close friends reading this will be smiling right now cos... well lets face it I'm not the best time keeper, now I blame it on the boys but i was worse before we had them! But talking about time really struck a chord because increasingly I am seeing my days fly by without achieving very much, mainly because little boys are the biggest distraction EVER and when Josh is asleep I tend to sleep too, and before I know it its time to pick Luke up and so the cycle begins all over again. So I've been trying hard not to waste time, i.e. no sitting around watching pointless daytime telly, and when I put Josh to sleep I've been using that time to sit and have some quiet time and read my Bible, surley that's not a waste of time! I've been really enjoying it and its been having the same revitlising effect that a sleep would have, God will supply our every need and in my case its more often than not REST! So that's been really positive this week. I've even defrosted my freezer, and cleaned my car out.... I KNOW!

Anyway, not wanting to waste too much time at the computer this post has taken me 3 days to do! So its now wednesday, and SCAN DAY! I have real mixed feelings about it. I love seeing the baby, it makes it all seem real. Also, I do love to know what it is, I find it hard to relate to the baby when its an "IT", I need to know if its my baby boy or my baby girl. Also, its the biggy scan where they check for problems, which is quite scary, but I know we are in God's hands, He's in control and we're trusting in Him! I am starting to get more excited now as all the pregnant woman I know are getting less and less as they are having they're babies... I've had a text over night to say my friend has had a baby in under 2 hours... WOW!!! I don't know details yet but everything is fine and she'll be out in time to pick her little boy up from school... I pray that is what God has in store for me!!!

So I'll post later to let you know how we got on xxx

'Super glue' will truly fix EVERYTHING!!

Ok, so it all started with my next door neighbour bursting through our door with Luke in her arms and blood all over his face!.... yeah, doesn't make for a relaxing evening!

Pete was on his way out the door to work, the house was like a tornado (otherwise known as 2 young boys!) had hit EVERY room in our house and this was the only night that my parents were out at a concert and my in laws were in a prayer meeting, all uncontactable (if that is even a word?)

So Pete took Luke directly to A&E while I packed Josh off to our great friends for a wonderful evening of sausage and chips, pringles and childrens telly (and that was all just for Tim!) but he had a great night and it was such a relief knowing he was enjoying himself... thanks guys, you're stars!

Poor Luke had fallen/jumped (??) off a bunk bed onto an air hockey table and his face broke his fall. Update... Actually he have now discovered, since he can now talk a bit better, that he thought he was spiderman and jumped from the air hockey table UP to the top bunk, but realised he can't fly and colloided with the frame of the bed! His teeth didn't look in the right position and he had obviously bitten through his lip, but through the oodles of blood that was all we could tell. When I got to A&E Luke was a lot calmer, the bleeding had subsided, and Pete was perfectly in control of the situation, we just click into our roles when we need to. The boys are always SO happy with their Dad that I know they're in good hands, meanwhile I run around making sure I have every little thing necessary to cover every eventuallity for everyone of us. Somehow being busy makes it easier to cope with, although when I'm in this situation nothing feels right. If I'm with Luke in hospital that's great but I'm still concerned over what needs to be done, who needs to be contacted, is Josh ok etc etc etc, but if I'm doing all that I feel like I should be with Luke giving him huge hugs! So I tried to do everything as quick as possible so I could concentrate my time on Luke, content that everything else is sorted. Still Luke was braver than all of us. We ended up having to see a maxofacial surgeon because his teeth came through to his face... sorry those of you who are squeemish! But a bit of glue on the front of his face holding the cut together, was all that was required. Even though his teeth (and they are such gorgeous little teeth!) might have moved because they are still his milk teeth so they should be fine, and the cut inside his mouth will heal itself...aren't our bodies created amazingly! So he's been sent home with Calpol, antibiotics and a swollen lip! Pete's gone back to work now, and all is quiet. Phew!!

So for the next few days he's been told not to wash his face, clean his teeth, eat soft stuff (jelly and ice cream anyone?) he shouldn't do much or talk too much, so plenty of cuddles in front of the telly, so its not all bad ;o)

Copeland Fair Farley

Sorry for not posting I've been really busy doing erm... well... well, you know how it is! Anyway, I was gonna post last night but I ended up reading this and I wanted to share it with you.

I've come accross this blog thanks to Sarah at "In the Midst of It" and its about a family who gave birth to a little girl yesterday...

"She came to us at 1:00 PM today and she weighs 4 pounds. She is 17 inches long and the most beautiful thing in the world."

But Copeland Fair Farley has Trisomy 18 so they don't know how many precious moments they'll have with their beautiful baby. Their every move is being documented on their blog and the fact that Copeland is still with them on day two is a miracle in itself. Their faith and their strength during this time is incredible and has really inspired me, what sounds like a depressing story isn't like that at all, they are full of hope and faith in God's ultimate plan for Copeland and are grateful for her every breath.

Read more here http://conorbootheandgirls.blogspot.com/

I'm sure you will feel the same and I know these beautiful people will appreciate all our prayers and comments.

How true?

I also read...
"If evolution really works, how come mothers only have two hands?" - Milton Berle

Thanks to Stephanie via Charity - this really made me smile at 6am!

Little darlings!

I think every Mum in the world at some point is at the end of her teather with her children. Yesterday my evening was a nightmare! For some STUPID reason I'm struggling sleeping a bit at the moment so I was a bit tired aswell-NOT GOOD! Pete went to work, tea cooked, dishes not done, but hey... only an hour or so and it would be bedtime. It was about 6.30, Luke had been swimming and was really tired and was complaining of a bad tummy. Josh had been in pants all day so I was very aware of that and trying to get him to do a wee before he decided to suprise me himself. Luke's tummy seemed to be getting worse, and he was asking for lots of cuddles, he obviously was not right, so I persuaded him to go into the bathroom, don't worry I'll spare you the details! In the meantime, I thought I would tackle Josh, he does not want to be in a nappy at the moment, so I was chasing him around knowing he was like a little time bomb, about to explode any minute. Luke was calling me so I went to see him and he was SO red, sweating, asking for his puffer, and almost in tears cos his tummy was hurting and told me that a little girl in school 'pooed her pants' today - please Lord, please don't let him have a tummy bug!!! Anyway, I start frantically looking for the bucket just incase he needed that too, when I did find it Josh was convinced he had to get in it! So pulling him away caused riotous screaming from my semi naked 2 year old, and more cries from Luke... AAAAAAHHH!!!!

Anyway, I kept a cool head, sorted out Luke who was still showing no signs of a tummy bug... phew!and got Josh dressed and nappied - phew! and we all sat down and had a cuddle watching television, still feeling quite stressed and hard done by, I started watching Supernanny. Oh my Lord, this poor woman had 4 REALLY unruly children, and husband who was constantly out at the footie, and incapable of any disciplining, and as I watched I held my children a little bit tighter. When bedtime came on the programme the poor woman had to physically fight with all of them to get them to stay in bed and had resorted to putting locks on their doors!

Anyway, my little darlings, were looking quite sleepy so I out them into bed. Josh first, cwtched him in, gave him all his mandatory teddies, milk, "Courtney's blanket", pressed his little teddy that reads a prayer "Now I lay me down to sleep... untill morning light. Amen." Josh looked at me and said SO sweetly "AMEN". I said "love you sweetie, night night" and he said "love you pretty Mummy!" Awwww!

Now Luke, he told me his tummy was now feeling "brilliant" -Thank you Lord! - and we had our normal little funny chat, he asked me could we do cooking when he comes home from school tomorrow, gave me a cuddle, told me he loved me "this much... up to a hundred planets and back again!" and he cwtched up to monkey and off to sleep, without his normal story and prayer.

I went back into the living room, the commercial break was only just finished and this poor woman was still fighting with her children to get them to bed!! How blessed did I feel, I settled down to watch the rest of the programme, half expecting a little boy to get out of bed and come and join me again, but loving the peace and quiet, I was joined by someone... an enormous spider!
There goes my peace and quiet!!

I'M BACK!!!

Hello! I take it back about talktalk cos as I sit here and type I am currently extremely grateful for talktalk's lack of efficiency, that actually kept my broadband line active (yes I know, I could have been back sooner, but hey!), so yeah, here I am! I've enjoyed the break, but I was anxious to see what all my bloggy friends were doing!


Since I last properly posted, which has been AGES loads has happened so I think this situation calls for bullet points...(and i know that doesn't make for interesting reading but believe me I'm doing it for you cos otherwise it'd take forever!!

• The boys had their birthday party, it went really well, they loved it. Josh, who is normally pretty quiet in public, refused to blow out his candles instead continued to serenade everyone there with happy birthday about 5 times! He was SOOO cute! Luke was a little darling and was thrilled beyond belief with his transformers skateboard off his Auntie Jane.

• We had a lovely bank holiday weekend, Pete had a long weekend off and we really enjoyed being out and about, especially the balloon festival on sunday night. I LOVE fireworks, being out with the men in my life, being out with my friends and to top it all a bag of chips in the wrapper with lots of salt and vinegar... what more could a girl want?

• It's Jazz time... Jazz in the Park was the following weekend and we were gutted Pete had to work but me and the boys still tried to make the most of it, although we really missed him.




• Luke started school, and I have to say it was a lot easier than last year, none of the emotion I experienced last year. He was so excited and went off looking all shiny and grown up :0( But I was really proud of him.





• We've had some great times in church, awesome times of worship, we've been really gelling as a worship group and its been fantastic!

• I'm now 17 weeks pregnant! And I'm starting to feel better than I was, YEAY!!! I think its mainly cos I've past my first trimester but hugely helped by Aimee's emergency purchase of preggy pops for me (thanks chick!) and copious amounts of milk teeth sweeties from the shop down the road... I can't explain it but for morning sickness they rock! (Thanks for all your suggestions though, I did try every one!)

Anyway, this hasn't been the fantastic return post that was in my head, its just a brief summary of what we've been up to and I'm shattered now, this post has taken me about 5 hours to complete, I think I'm losing my touch or I'm out of practice! Anyway, I'll be back in the morning hopefully with some funny anecdotes or thought provoking material... or a pretty picture of my boys!

Night night, God Bless x

End of an era!

Okay, so its always been a story relationship, we've had many a cross words, but many good times too. In fact, now it's all over, I'm really missing my interactions, my time spent in their company. If I wasn't so stormy, so impatient, if they were'nt so careless, so lacking in wisdom perhaps it would all be ok, but is simply wasn't meant to be. In the meantime I just have to wait... and start again!

So sorry talktalk, its been good, its been bad, very bad, I guess its time we move on... I'll be back when I sort out someone else, sorry it may be a while!!

Forget me!

Okay, just had a bit of a reality check... I put out an SOS call earlier to my Mum and Dad to have the boys because I felt so sick and tired, I was feeling really bad and didn't feel it was fair on them to have such a grumpy Mum! Anyway they were happily packed off and they didn't look back!

So after an afternoon of relative peace and quiet and feeling a little bit more like myself I sat down to catch up on some blogs I follow, hence my point...

I'm sure you know by now the story of Heather, go here to see her latest post... http://www.especiallyheather.com/2007/08/23/the-nights-are-the-worst/
Here I am celebrating this beautiful thing going on inside me, and yes its hard when you have 2 children to think of as well, and I know how all-encompassing nausea can be... BUT... Heather's body is fighting quite literally the fight of her life, her body is reacting badly to the chemo therapy causing this unspeakable nausea and she is still a wife and a Mom not just a cancer sufferer. There must be little people in that household who are struggling to understand too, and yet she stays so positive her faith is AMAZING and often her posts put a bit of persepctive into my life. So I want to say, forget about me, TODAY PLEASE PRAY FOR HEATHER THAT HER SICKNESS WILL GO, THAT HER BODY WILL REACT POSITIVELY TO THIS TREATMENT AND SHE WILL FEEL BETTER. Thanks x



PS. GO BETH!!! Keep smiling girly! God's gotta big plan for you xxx

What's going on?

Okay soo its 03:51 in the morning and I'm awake, WHY???
I could sleep all day, every day, but at the moment... nothing!
I've been on the setee, in bed, read my book and back on the setee and i'm still awake.
I've tried ringing Pete, cos he's nights, listening to his voice normally relaxes me but he's really busy and couldn't talk... so here I am!
The worst thing is I know tomorrow I'm so gonna pay for this!
Anyway, just noticed they are having a Neighbours night on BBC3, yey!
So I'm gonna go ;0)

Calling all Mums (or Moms)

Hello to all my fellow Mums out there, wherever you are, I'm calling on your help...

I need any advice possible for anti morning sickness cures. I'm trying so hard to be positive because I truly don't want to complain over this amazing blessing we've been given, and I know its a sign of a healthy pregnancy and I am TRULY grateful for that, but I feel SO yucky, and SO tired. I want to enjoy my time with the boys before Luke goes back to school but I'm really struggling just to get them dressed in the morning.

So please ANY suggestions will be gratefully received I will try ANYTHING (apart from fish cos that would just turn things a bit nasty due to my anaphalaxis reaction!).... thank you girlies!!

My lovely Luke!

Since when is my baby 5, I can't believe it!

You were our little suprise, we got married in July 2001 and by the October we discovered you were going to be joining us in August 2002! Yet you were the best thing ever to happen to me and your Dad. I remember after a relatively normal birth saying hello to you and loving every fibre in your tiny body. I remember passing you to your Daddy, he nervously held you and yet you looked at him like you already knew him, and his heart melted. Your Nanny was there when you came into this world and I know it was one of her most memorable moments. Our first night in hospital, I could not sleep. All I could do was look at you through the perspex cot and your eyes too, were transfixed on me, and our relationship began. Me and your Dad couldn't wait to get you home, so much so, we didn't even wait for you to be bathed in hospital, and proclaimed we'd do it at home, so we confidently packed your things and off we went. At home faced with a tiny slippery body, enough bath products to open a salon we clumsily bathed you for the first time. I think we were wetter than you! And so the fun began.

As a baby you were perfect doing everything when and how the books said. You were a content, cwtchy baby, and soon really smiley too. I used to love dressing you up in my favourite outfits because you looked gorgeous in everything, you still do! All our family and friends became smitten with you too, and you inherited loads of surrogate Auties and Uncles who love you with all their heart. You have always been a cheeky little chappy, and from the very beginning you have idolised your Daddy. Your face when he walks into the room are moments my heart will always treasure. Anything he does you take an interest in, since you were toddling you've always loved tools, prefering to look at the Screwfix magazine to a first words book, walking down the aisles in B&Q is like being in a sweet shop and you can name every tool you see. Ever since I can remember you have picked up the drum sticks and had a bash, and this has progressed so much, your Daddy proudly looks on as you confidently hold a 4/4 beat, and he can't wait till that day when you are better than him on the drums, and we know that day will come!

You are everyone's big brother, you've taken to this role with such ease and we are so grateful for how you protect and help with your little brother, he's so blessed to have you in his life and we know you will show the same amount of love to the new baby too.

Reading to you your bedtime stories is always a treat as you soak in the Bible stories we teach you, you store up these treasure in your heart and come out with little comments and prove to us that you've been listening all this time. You love a sunday, and can't wait to get to church and equally the people there can't wait to see you either, as you provide much entertainment for them! We pray your simple faith will remain in your heart and grow into a passion that will not be extinquished.

You have an adorable nature, so content and happy, so kind and generous, so loving, so polite, so full of fun, and yet so obedient and full of integrity. Those gorgeous deep brown eyes melt my heart every day and me and your dad couldn't be prouder of you and we cannot wait to see what a lovely man you will grow into.

All my love as always,

Mum xxx

My beautiful Josh!

Josh,

From the moment you were conceived, boy, did we know it! Every day of my pregnancy I was sick (although now that seems to be more about me than you!) It wasn't a straight forward pregnancy, with recurrent blood tests and the inevitable trip to the hospital "just in case!" almost EVERY week! I was thrilled to be pregnant although filled with mixed emotions, how could I love another little body like I love your big brother. My heart was totally full of love for your brother, was there enough room to love another as much? Then August 18th 2005 I was induced and again it wasn't straight forward. Throughout the birth you were being monitored and your heartbeat was getting weaker and weaker, we could physically hear you slipping away. In the last moments the midwife called for the obstetrician to intervene and every second counted. I was told to push, and I did, I so did, but you were still fading and we were desperately longing to hear another "beep", as the time was getting longer and longer between each one it seemed like hours were passing, in reality it was probably seconds. As the obstetrician helped me, this was it, it was now, or I was heading for the operating theatre. As I looked into your Dad's eyes I was longing for him to do something, to help me but as I looked at him I saw reflected the same fear that I felt, in his teary eyes he longed for me to push, and to hear one more "beep". This was it, it was up to me now and within seconds you were in my arms, 7lb 2! And that moment we knew, our fears of not being able to love you enough totally vanished as we realised how desperately we wanted you, and now you were here, you are a part of us, part of our family and our hearts exploded with love for you. Soon we had the privilege of introducing you to your big brother. He had waited so long to meet you, every day he would hold my belly and say "Josh kicked me then!" He was smiling from ear to ear as he met you and his heart was filled with a love and a protection for you on that day that has never faded, and your friendship began. Your first night I couldn't take my eyes off you, your perfect complexion, your gorgeous fluffy hair, you were so little, your little rosebud lips were adorable.

The following morning, we waited anxiously to be discharged. I knew you were perfect, I just had to prove it to the paediatricion. As they came along did all the tests, all great, then checked your heart, and again, and again, with worried looks back and for to each other they confirmed they needed a second opinion... what? My heart was filled with so so much fear, how can something so beautiful be defective? As they disappeared to get their senior I cwtched you and cwtched you. The radio continued unnoticed, then I heard the chorus by James Blunt "Your beautiful, your beautiful..." and with tears streaming I sang this song to you, and praying over you. Did I ring your Dad? I knew Luke had been quite unsettled so they were having a bit of special time together, I didn't want to disturb that and worry them unnecessarily, and besides it was all happening so fast, by the time they got here everythng could be alright. Before long we were taken to the special baby unit. And I may as well have been on Mars. Having been in this room with your cousin Charlotte 3 years ago when she was desperately clinging to life, what was I doing here now with you? They performed tests on you, attaching you to machines that seemed to dwarf your tiny body, there did seem to be a problem with your heart and required a scan. Again off they went, conversations between themselves, putting plans in place for you, all the time I was singing chorus' over you, praying God would intervene. In His way he did, at one point it didn't look like he could have the scan today and I would have to wait, this would mena staying in hospital, missing Luke's birthday, it wasn't an option. The we heard there were students in the building who would like to see a heart scan so would I be available to have it done now, stupid question, I'm not going anywhere? So we were taken to a pokey room, you, me, the best heart surgeon in Wales and his understudies. He started scanning your little body and he was narrating the process to the students, this provided so much comfort watching the miracle of your creation in the minutest of detail and yet every part of it vitally important. And he confirmed what I knew deep down, that you were perfect. The process of birth makes things happen to your heart and yours was a little delayed, you must have inherited punctuality off me! With this confirmed we were free to go home in time to celebrate your brothers 3rd birthday, what a present for him! I could ask why we had to go through all this but I know one thing, all those doubts we had were totally dispelled when we risked loosing you, we knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that you were part of us and we wanted and needed you in our lives, and we've never looked back!

As its your second birthday, I look back at your short life and I could write a book about your adventures, your birth being the first chapter. Your brother was a text book baby, so serene, so obedient, so content. Josh... totally different story, your first few weeks we battled with feeding you, with collic, with what seemed like constant crying... but then you started to settle and your personality started to emerge. As a baby you didn't get much comfort from affection, and I struggled with that, was it my fault have I not given you enough affection? Were my doubts right? But even as I type this you are climbing all over me demanding a cwtch and it remains one of my proudest achievements, its like you learnt to love us, you learnt to receive our love, to accept it, to take comfort from it and to give it back by the bucket load.



Life with 2 little boys has been a challenge, possible the hardest thing I've had to do, juggling the practical things that need to be done with the demands of little people and all their unpredictability! You have been a little live wire, the saying "where there's a will, there's a way" is so apt. In your short life you have shown a determination to be mischievous. Despite all the security measures in place you still managed to get hold of a washing tablet and fill us with the fear that you've swallowed some (you actually didn't, but it stressed us out enough finding that out!) the words from NHS Direct "well actually its not THAT toxic", didn't really help... and these stories could go on and on!



You are such a little darling, although you insist you're "Daddy's boy" you always turn to your Mum when you're hurt or want a cwtch, or if its bedtime. Your Daddy and Luke are smitten too. I've watched your Daddy's love for you grow, and to see you all fighting, tickling, screaming, laughing, I know he adores these precious times. You follow them around and try to emulate them, this could never be a bad thing! Your brother adores you too, despite your normal brotherly quarrels, you fall out but within seconds you're cuddling, saying sorry (thorry Lulu!) and kissing each other better. You listen to him, he takes you and tucks you into bed. He leads you if we're out, watching you and if you do something he's concerned about he's tell me and make sure your safe.


Joshua, I could keep on telling stories about you all day, but in a nutshell, you are our little Joshy, your such a happy, cheeky chappy, detemined and yet gentle, goregeous yet wicked, independent and yet so loving, sometimes shy, sometimes confident, obedient and yet wild! We love your cute lisp, the way you say (20 x a day) "Thorry Mummy", "Love you MUCH" (holding your arms out wide). Quoting a good friend ...

"every home needs a Joshy"

You have enriched all our lives and we thank God for blessing us with you. I know your relationship with your brother will go from strength to strength and your love for the new baby will be unending. You are our gorgeous Josh we pray you'll grow to be a happy, contented little man of God.

Love Mummy x

Raaaarrr!!

Well actually its more like "Yawwwwnnn!" Because did you know that lions sleep up to 20 hours a day?

Okay so you've not got the wrong blog, I will explain...

We went to Bristol Zoo yesterday!!

Joy of joys, the silly builder was supposed to have finished a job for Pete on monday, so it meant Pete had to take a DAY OFF and to add to my excitment IT WAS MY BIRTHDAY!!!! How great is that?

So yeah, we packed a picnic and were all ready to leave by 8.00am! We had a lovely day. The boys loved it! We saw lions although they weren't that interested in seeing us! We loved the sea lions, the penguins and the monkeys. Luke was thrilled to find Nemo and Dory living in an anenonenomy, anenimony, aneninemonie... watch Finding Nemo to find that one out! There were some uncanny similarities between me at lunch time and the gorillas, the looked MEAN! But the baby gorilla was so cute! It was great being out together, it was sunny, not too hot... just perfect!

Anyway, I'm about to get my gorilla face on and tackle Talktalk... our home phone isn't working again! If my blog goes quiet for a while it might be because we are switching ISP's, but I will see what I can do! To all our friends best use Pete's moby for the moment, ta!

Only 196 days!!

Wow! I just signed in to my blog, no real reason really, nothing pressing that I need to share, then I noticed my little ticker thing, that says 12 WEEKS!!!

Yey! I'm there! I've known we've been pregnant virtually straight away so to get to 12 weeks seemed like ages away. We couldn't even wait that long to tell people we'd told most people by about 8/9 weeks!

So yeah, that's it for today I'm just hoping that I will continue to get more energy and feel a bit better, I do already feel a bit more energised, thank goodness!

Scan date is he 14th August, so will update you with any news when we get it. In the meantime, keep thinking pink :o))

Okay, now go out and enjoy the sun people!!

F-R-I-E-N-D-S

Aren't friends fantastic?

And I don't mean the program, although that has to be my all time favourite!

I wrote the last post earlier, again just getting something off my chest, trying to make sense of thoughts going on in my head before I have even been able to process them. I didn't even think about what comments I would receive, which is unusual, normally I can't wait to read your comments. Today, the comments I received just made me have that lovely warm feeling in my tummy, know what I mean? As Tim would say the feeling you get when you watch a Disney film (He's such a softie!).

Just to know that they are there, accepting me. I haven't got to do anything or be anyone, they are there.

And I thank God for them x

Neglectful x

Things are a bit wierd at the moment. I'm not doing much at all and I'm not used to it!... Well saying that, I'm not doing much other than looking after 2 little whirlwinds, playing with them, loving them, teaching them, feeding them, making sure they are clean, dressed, I'm doing the washing, ironing, tidying up, cooking, cleaning, any shopping that might need doing, potty training Josh, fitting in naps (and plenty of them!), taking Luke to the dentist, having blood tests myself and all trying not to be sick!

We're not going out much and I'm not really sure why? The weather has been better, I've got the car but I'm not really doing much with it. I'm feeling pretty neglectful towards my friends, normally I try to pop in or meet up with them as we are all more or less all in the same boat. I think I'm being pretty selfish at the moment and I need to, just to get throught he day. Having Luke home is lovely, not doing the school run is fab but dealing with WWIII 20 times a day is challenging, and all the above needs to be done if I go out or not. And I just don't have the energy!

In my mind I'm trying to figure out how this is gonna work, how is another person gonna fit into these crrrrrazy days. If i do too much and try to be super Mum it all seems to end in melt down because there's way to many hormones floating around at the moment! But the words of my wonderfully wise husband echo in my head and heart (Yes I'm talking about Pete!) during a meltdown the other day he simply said "God wouldn't give us anything we can't handle!" So yes with His help, everything will be alright. I'm just chilling, not putting too much pressure on myself or on my body and enjoying my time with my beautiful boys, we go for walks, get all the toys out on the decking and let them chill out too and hopefully once my first trimester is over hopefully I will be a bit more energised AND LESS SICK!

So to all my friends out there who I owe a visit... I'm sorry, hope you understand, miss you lots and very soon we will catch up, promise!

BEWARE... pregnant woman!!

Hi! Do you know what? I actually went out last night all on my own. My friend Sian invited me out to celebrate my birthday next week.

At first I was gonna take the boys but with my intollerence of any heat and if my food takes a while to come it is officially the END OF THE WORLD because I feel SO SO sick. So dealing with tired frustrated boys in a restaurant doesn't sound like much fun. But when Mum and Dad offered to babysit what is normally an easy decision... YES PLEASE!!!! became a "well I don't really know?" and that generally sums me up at the moment.

I would describe it as pregnant fog... know what I mean?

I am DANGEROUS, the fact that they are allowing me to look after little people at the moment is worrying let alone having another baby!

Some examples... paying in a shop i'm rumaging through my purse trying to find the right money and I have to stop and ask... how much was it again??? Getting ready to go out I put my hair scrunchy stuff under my arms as deodorant (so I've now got rather attractive curly underarm hair... ONLY JOKING!!!) I'm forgetting everything I should do. I can't decide where to go... Asda or Tescos???? It so hard. In the end my Mum stepped in and said " ADELE... WE ARE COMING OVER TO BABYSIT. END OF STORY!" It was such a relief. As a Mum sometimes you long for a bit of peace and quiet, but when given that option I longed to be with my boys and didn't particularly want to leave them... WHATS ALL THAT ABOUT?

Anyway, I went out, all the way to Cardiff, all by myself! ( I was a bit concerned should I be trusted driving at the moment!). But it was lovely, we went to TFI Fridays for some beloved Jack Daniels chicken ;o)))) We had a fab time, even if most of the time I talked about Pete or the boys, I just couldn't help it! I haven't been out with Sian in years so it was strange going out and comparing our lives now to then, she's so free and single, independant and loving it. And I'm expecting our 3rd child!! We'd never have guessed where our lives would have headed ten years ago (although I knew Pete would feature in mine somehow!)

It was lovely having some independance for a few hours, Sian really spoilt me, and it was great catching up. But it was also lovely to come home talk to my hubby (on the moby cos he's nights) and kiss my boys good night, and cwtch up in bed with my book... bliss!

Little Precious!

Well Helloooo!!!

I've actually had to come inside now cos its raining again! So sorry for the bloggy break I've been trying to enjoy the weather. Anyway, was just thinking that there's not much to report, not much to say, we've been taking little walks to the park, chilling out in the garden etc. Then... Luke has just said something that brought tears to my eyes so I just had to share it.

He's been playing with his little friend alot because its been sunny and they have quite a fiery relationship! Anyway, he has just informed me that he told his friend when he was being naughty that...

"God can see you all the time, and he can always hear you!"

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His friend disagreed with him and laughed at this and this left Luke quite concerned for his little friend... how precious?!! It's so lovely to see Luke translating in his little mind and making sense of what he is taught, in his world, away from church and sunday school. I again was full of love and pride for this gorgeous little man.

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Anyway, gotta go, sorry its a quickie, will be back soon xxx

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Note for Beth... Hey Chick, can you tell your Mum about this because I know its down to a lot of her hard work with Bubbles and I know she would be thrilled! x

New toons...

Last week BooMama featured a review of a new CD she loves and also that the record company are having a prize giveaway... the new Monk & Neagle album which isn't available until September 18th. So I applied and I WON!! Considering the website was in America and we're here in little ol' Wales I was a bit dubious as to whether I would actually receive it. But yesterday the postie dropped a lovely padded brown envelope through the door - always a good thing! Anyway, to stop me rambling... I LOVE IT! I cranked up the volume cleaned the kitchen and the bathroom and it was even FUN! If like me you like Mercy Me, Third Day, Bebo Norman, Steven Curtis Chapman then I'm sure you'll love these. Some songs have, in my humble opinion, a bit of a Jack Johnson vibe which can only be a good thing!

Anyway, if you click on the album cover on the side it will take you to a website where you can hear some of their songs (and pre-order the album!) Listen especially to "Into Orbit" cos I love it and it is as physically impossible not to dance to this song as to not chew a fruit pastile or not to lick your lips if your eating a jam doughnut!

Get clicking away and have a listen and ENJOY!

May the force be with you...

If you read the comments on my last post, they reminded me of this photo, so this is for Nat to prove, yes, my son is an honorary Jedi (if that's what you call them!)




See he's even got the moves!

This might explain it though... please don't laugh!

Daddy's boys!

Pete's starting his shifts tonight and we all miss him when he's working, he works SO hard for us. I know he reads this when he's in work so these are for him...

No Daddy, You are NOT GOING TO WORK!!!

Look at my new pyjamas!

The picture of innocence (?)

There you go Daddy, hope you like these pics of us, hope you have a good shift, and don't forget our sweeties in the morning :o))

Love you lots, Luke and Josh xxxx

Shattered dreams!

Okay so those of you who know me will not be suprised when I say "I like my chocolate" and yesterday my appreciation of chocolate (or lack of it) suprised even me!

It all started yesterday morning, we were all up early and the boys had their breakfast which is a good job because when Pete came in from his night shift he brought them a bag of chocolate stars each. I thought I would sieze the opportunity of this distraction to go and have a bath to try and ease my morning sickness.

Sat wallowing in the bath, I was soon joined by little Josh with a big chocolately smile on his face, he came up to the side of the bath tripped and said his trademark,

"Ooopth Thorry Mummy!"

I looked down and believe me the thought of chocolates floating in a bath is the stuff my dreams are made of, but it isn't as appetising in real life, as you would imagine. In fact it reminded me more of another accident in the bath Josh had a few weeks ago, but we won't go there! So yeah, I spent the rest of my lovely relaxing peaceful bath chasing rapidly melting chocolate stars around the tub and after that I couldn't exactly relax so I jumped out pretty quick, just in time to be sick AGAIN!

DOH!!

Hard day!

It's a tough life!

Zzzzzz...

Hello, I'm sorry for the lack of bloggy stuff lately everythings fine, we're all good here. I'm 10 1/2 weeks now and still feeling v. v. v. sick! So as a result I try to keep myself busy throughout the day to take my mind off it, unless I'm really tired then I'm flat out resting because the best way to forget about it seems to be sleeping! And have I mentioned before... I LOVE MY SLEEP!

Anyway, I can't believe my big boy has completed his first year in school. And last night at bedtime he read a story to his brother (with a little help on some words!) It was so sweet. He came home on his last day with a bag full of his work and his progress is so evident, so I was really proud. And I'm setting to work on scrapbooking his pictures.

So its been really quiet here. Last week I didn't go anywhere, at all (apart from the school run), mind you it didn't just rain, I was contemplating building an ark with the spare wood in the garage!
But its now sunny!! Horraaayy! So now Luke's finished school my blog probably will be a bit quieter because I'm hopefully out in the sun enjoying time with our boys, or asleep on the settee!

By the way, thankyou for your prayers for my Mum, she had the all clear and they don't want to see her for another year! Thankyou Lord!

Meet you in the park for an ice cream?

Re: Pregnancy belly!

Yikes I just noticed the photo of me before I gave birth to Josh... I was huge!!

I look like a beeched whale, uh oh!

I'm gonna go hide the chocolate hob nobs... =o((

"Wee wee" update...

Yup, my genius of a 23 month year old actually went to Asda today in his pants (to American folk we call your underwear 'pants', we call your 'pants' trousers... confused, i am!) Oh yeah, BTY, not just his pants he had trousers on too! We did a big shop (meant to spend £20... spent £60! Oooops!) He even fell asleep in the car and much to my husbands relief he didn't wee in his lovely new car, pheww! So he's doing good.

Thank the Lord its not raining!!! Woo hoo, finally we have been out in the garden enjoying the sun, although I'm not too impressed with the heat though as it seems to increase my sickness and tiredness, but hey, me complain... never!

Anyway, I haven't shared much about my pregnancy so far (I haven't shared much of anything lately... especially not food!) Yeah, I'm feeling... well pregnant. I don't need a little blue line to tell me now. Its kind of comforting though to feel so bad because surely that's a sign of a healthy pregnancy, right? And my tummy is rapidly expanding too, again, could be the food though! I'm not using it as an excuse to eat anything because I really can't afford to put on a lot of weight, but I just can't help it. If my body is telling me that chocolate hob nobs will stop me feeling sick then chocolate hob nobs it is! And don't get me started on burgers I could have eaten a whole cow one day last week! Anyway, here is a photo of a 9 week old belly I hasten to add it is NOT MINE, because quite frankly my belly didn't look like this before I had my 1st child let alone my 3rd!



Just illustrating my point that it is possible to start putting weight on at this stage and it is not the amount of burgers I'm consuming that has made my belly expand, and besides I have only put 1lb on at the moment, not bad eh?

So there we go, Josh is about to wake up, Luke is about to come tearing through the house like the tasmanian devil so I'd better go and brace myself!

Del x

PS. Can I ask you all to pray for my Mum please, incase you don't already know she had breast cancer 3 years ago which was successfully treated then and has to go annually for a mamogram. She went yesterday and has to return for the results on monday. So we would really value your prayers for her that everything is ok, and give her and my Dad a peace in the meantime, thanks x

Proud Mummy!

Ever since I have found out we're expecting again I have been looking again at our boys and really appreciating them more than normal! Luke is growing into such a gorgeous little man, with a beautiful heart and we are so so proud of him. Meanwhile Josh is really settling down and developing his place in this house in his own right. He is being really cuddly with me, which is lush, even though he insists on telling me he's Daddy's boy! And it may have taken 3 children but i feel, yeah, this is for me! Sure i have bad days where every word seems to be a nag or a moan to them but then they'll say "sorry Mummy" and all is good in the world again.

Yesterday I was super proud of Josh because he thoroughly suprised me. He started the day asking me to change his nappy, then requested a wee in his own little way "Wee wee Mummy wee wee!"
So I obeyed and to my immense pride he did a WEE! The little smile on his face as he tinkled was priceless, mind you I was hoping around the bathroom arms flying everywhere saying "woo, hoo!" And he remained dry throughout the day asking when me he needed to go, untill about 4.30 when it all went horribly wrong, but hey! Luke wasn't the faintest bit interested in potty training untill he was 2 and 9 months but Josh isn't 2 until the end of August which is why I was so shocked. At the moment we are just running with it and despite the odd little accident and on one occasion Luke saying "Mummy why has Josh got little brown balls in his pants?" he's doing good!

Now as for Luke, we just come back from his parents evening. I have to say I'm less than impressed with his teacher. Sure she told us what we knew about Luke accademically, she said he's not the best in the class, he's not the worst. She said he's not naughty. She said he no longer gets stressed with his fellow class mates, he never complains. Okay... she also said that he is a daydreamer and he does everything at his own pace... tell me something I don't know! And that was it. I didn't expect her to feel for him what we feel for him, I know we are a little biased! But come on, reading between the lines of what she said

... sorry wee break. When a 2 year old is shouting "wee wee" you drop everything and run...

Where was I? Reading between the lines of what she said trying to gain something positive from what she said she was describing a happy, contented little boy, not academically record breaking but he's doing ok, he's popular, polite, he works hard at the things he's passionate about, I don't know many 4 year olds that can do a 4x4 beat on the drums, or can tell you about different types of birds, and can quote Bible stories and sing the back catalogue of Hillsongs word for word... so no matter what the teacher says or didn't say, he's our Luke and we couldn't be prouder of him!

So there we are, earlier I was feeling quite down about what the teacher said, I'm feeling shattered, sick as a dog but now I'm gonna have an early night tonight with a smile on my face because of my boys x

7/7/07

Hello! Again huge apologies for not blogging much this week... all will be revealed. Bit of a long one today to make up for it though, sorry!

If people were to ask me what has been a definitive time in my life, the year that most changed my life and affected the course in which it has taken I'd have to say when I was 13, and I know that seems wierd because that's still pretty young to make life changing decisions, but truly I did.

At thirteen I was a happy contented teenager and I was starting to experience more of life, for example my Grandfather died, a really lovely man who I miss dearly, however it was around the same time and probably for this reason that I started questioning life itself and as a result felt I wanted to start going to church. I realised that this was something that wasn't an option in my life, I wanted to know more and I needed to continue searching. As soon as I started going to church I realised that this was real, there was something here that I needed in my life and quietly started to realise I wanted to be a christian, I was baptised in September 1993 and I have never looked back, little did I know that there was someone in the congregation that day who was to be my future husband!

At the same time, wandering through the corridors in school and literally bumped into this really cute boy, I thought he's really happy but he was a year younger than me, a total sin liking a boy younger than you when you are in school, so I dismissed him from my thoughts and carried on my day. Over the next few weeks I saw him everywhere and discovered we had mutual friends, and eventually he plucked up the courage to ask me out... my first proper boyfriend, I was walking on air!

He asked me to meet his parents, and I said I can't meet up on a sunday because I go to church, being a v. good girl, but to my amazement he said "so do I!" I intially thought "yeah right!" That he was just trying to impress his new girlfriend. But he did and I attended his baptism with him in October 1993. The significance of this I didn't appreciate at the time, and I truly could write a book about all the happenings of the next 5 years. But no matter what, we could not get away from each other. Even if we weren't together as boyfriend/girlfriend we were best friends... I used to pray for rain so that when we walked up to our youth meeting I had an excuse to snuggle under his umbrella.

And the point of all this... on July 7th 2001 we got married, 6 years ago today!

We had a lovely day! And the fun didn't stop there, by october we were expecting our first child, Luke. In August 2005, Josh came along and here comes our next adventure... we are expecting again sometime in february 2008!!

God's never taken His hand off us, he has led us all our lives and continuing to do so, to have a partner in life who beleives the same as me is such a blessing, our house is always full of madness, be it laughter, music, screaming, little people jumping around, friends popping in, we are so blessed! And now to have another on the way is again really exciting. (A bit suprising too!) I am only 9 weeks so its still early days but I felt I needed to explain my lack of blogging is because in the mornings i'm feeling too sick and in the evenings I'm too tired!

So there it is, I've been desperate to blog but I wanted to tell all our close friends and family first. Today, is not quite like our wedding day, although i do remember feeling v. sick that morning too, but that was just nerves. It's a lot quieter today, no huge party with all our nearest and dearest today. In fact, Pete's nights tonight so will be sleeping all day and working all night, but the significance of this day will not pass us by. On his way home from work Pete bought me 2 gorgeous bunches of flowers, so yeah, it just about us today, and we are happier today than ever.

Pete, I can't imagine living this life without you, you're my best friend, my soul mate, my gorgeous husband and father to my 3 childrens and for that I thank God every day for you. Thank you for being you, thank you for all you do for us, we love you more than you can imagine!

Del xxx (Bleugghhhh!)