Sandy Toes

After a leisurely morning we took a trip out to Formby just by Southport.

Man and I went once the year we met, but it’s the first time we’ve been back. It’s such a beautiful place, I’d be happy to live on the door step of Formby. The houses are beautiful, the type that are huge with double garages and a gated driveway. Probably well out of our price range (for the moment). Anyone wants to give us a house there, we wouldn’t say no!

The beach is hidden away by a woods and sand dunes, so it’s a fair walk. With pram and bubs it’s a killer walk, especially in flip flops on the soft sand. Dela wasn’t overly sure of sand when man put her straight in it, but a few moments of sand discovery late she loved it. Touching, patting it, crawling it and putting it in daddy’s shoes.

Our day in pictures

We had a down pour as we walked back to the car. Under the tiniest umbrella we didn’t get too wet, Dela of course was okay under her rainhood on the pram.

Happy, sunny, sandy Sunday.

Xoxo, L

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A Whole Lot Better

Feeling a whole lot better today. Well this afternoon at least. Strangely when the clouds came over and we had a dash of rain, that’s when my mood lifted. Delilah was a moody mare all afternoon, so when she fell asleep on my chest my heart melted and I was back to myself again.

We spent a morning at the park with my mum, Em’s, my godmother and my oldest friend’s son. It was great to see them after so long, they’re over from Canada. The kids played in the park while the adults chased after them. Lunch was nice, the cafe there does really lovely salads. Sticking healthy still, and winning at it. Although mum posted a picture on facebook of me pushing Delilah on a swing and I look like a whale. It was such a bad angle. Please get my good side in future mother! I felt I was doing so well until that picture.

Got a load of washing done, and cleared the kitchen clutter. Metaphorically speaking I guess I cleared some mind clutter too.

My plight with the healthy didn’t stop at a lunch time salad either, Man ordered in. A huge pizza and a milkshake too. I resisted and made a tuna pasta bake for one. Which was made with wholemeal pasta, veg, tuna and all in a simple tomato sauce. It was super filling and tasty. I’ll be making that again. Demon dog licking his doggy lips in the background of my dinner snap.

For now I bid thee good day and farewell till the morrow.

Xoxo, L.

67

A post full of gratitude. This is for all the lovely people in the blogging world that hit follow on my blog.

Thank you for your support.

When I re-started blogging a few weeks ago, I never thought I’d be viewed let alone read and increase my followers as much as I have. Sometimes I don’t write in straight lines, sometimes I write on a high of life and other times I write from the depths of a low. Any which way, it’s always from the heart. So thank you, a million times for sticking with my ramblings. I hope you will keep me honest and stick with me for as long as you can.

Here are pictures from our park trip this morning. Delilah and I went to Shibden Hall Park with her big cousin Rowan and Uncle Gaz. We played on the swings and took a walk round. It was so sunny, I even caught my shoulders. Uncle Gaz saved the life of a little frog that had it’s leg stuck in a plastic ball and surprisingly there was a ton of frogs mating in the little boat lake.

To my 67 – again thank you. I hope you managed to enjoy a sunny day no matter where you are in the world.

Xoxo, L

Branching Out

I’m giving myself a task next week. I’m going to make the effort to go to a baby related group every day.

I am, without a doubt an introvert. I am happy in my own little world, but that little world is mighty small sometimes. I never fall out with anyone, I simply loose contact. Although this hasn’t had a major impact on my life, I am worried that I don’t keep friends close enough to lean on if I ever need it. Maybe a selfish outlook, but I see everyone has someone. My closest friends are either miles away or just as good as I am for keeping in contact.

So the plan is to make some mum friends. I managed today perfectly well.

We always spend Tuesday with my mum, and my sweet niece. Today way no different. We walked the 3 and a half mile trip to Brighouse and tried out a little play gym called Rowley Poleys. I’ve been once before with my sister-in-law and the kiddies loved it. Tons of activities for them, different sections with different toys in as well as good facilities and a sweet little cafe. I spoke with two other mums and had no issue. I’m not shy, I’m just in my own little bubble most of the time. The other mums were truly lovely and shared their birth stories with me. I do hope to meet them again some time, they’ve almost restored my faith in other parents. After a strange encounter with a mum, who tried to sell me a pram while I put my daughter in a pram to leave a play group, I was convinced I was better off without mum friends.

Delilah had a blast in the ball pool section. Her big cousin threw raisins at her from a high chair while she sucked the life out if a tomato when they stopped for lunch(still no teeth).

Me and mum were done in by the time we had walked home up that huge hill on the way back from Brighouse. At least we hit the step count for the day. We did however get caught in the rain. Rainhoods up babies!

I know I’m bias, but she is the cutest. My little sunshine.

Xoxo, L

Family Sunday: Burnsal

Sunday’s are for lazy mornings in bed, playing peek-a-boo and planning an afternoon out. It’s for cats and babies to become friends.

Bacon butties and a coffee later we were packed up ready to trip out to our favourite spot in the Dales. It was where my Grandma grew up and I spent many childhood afternoons walking by the river Wharfe, as well as swimming in the deeper parts of the water. Burnsal has my heart and I really can’t wait for warmer weather for more visits. I even like the drive to and from. The scenery is so beautiful, I have convinced myself that when I’ve made my millions I’ll be living there. And that’s not an ‘if’ it’s a certain when.

Delilah in her sling, demon dog on his lead and we set out for our picnic by the river. It wasn’t as warm as the weather forecast had promised, but we’d packed a flask of coffee to keep us warm. Delilah threw bread on the floor while we had a sandwich and Aro whined longingly to be let off the lead to do what he does best.

Demon dog got his way. He took large stretched out leaps around the field and just like his name sake flew very quickly dead set in his chosen direction. He’s pretty good off the lead and generally comes back when called. He also stays close by and follows when you walk. So despite his nickname he’s really a gem when we’re out and about. I love to watch him stride on a good run. He’s got sighthound in him making him pretty fast. Although I once let him play with a whippet who ran circles round him, poor boy had never been out run before. He’s a good old mix of greyhound, whippet and collie and he’s at his happiest running about like the mad thing he is.

Man skimmed stones on the river. Delilah and I wobbled about on the stoney river bank; dreaming of sunnier days to come as the impending rain clouds got closer to our haven. Man took some pictures for memories, they didn’t turn out that badly. Actually love Delilah’s face in both pictures of her.

I love Sundays like today. They’re good for the soul. We’ve decided to make a list of places relatively close by to visit for the rest of the year. We figured a little adventure every other weekend would be a great escape from the mundane sometimes.

Happy Sunday lovers.

Xoxo, L