Last week, Raj and I took Krish to the cinema while Madhu fui (auntie) looked after the twins. It’s only the second time he’s ever been but the first time I’ve been with him. He’d received cinema vouchers for his birthday last year and for Christmas, so we’d been telling him he could go for ages. A few opportunities came and went but as it was the Easter holidays and Daddy had a day off we made the time and went to see Lego Movie 2!
This post has taken a ridiculously long time for me to publish and that’s not because I wanted to make sure it was really well written, but because I’ve ummed and ahhed about whether to publish it at all. Ultimately though, I need to get it off my chest and then I can start blogging properly again. So here we go! Some of my close friends and family will understand the feelings and events between the lines but for those that only know me through my blog then I hope you will get the gist of what I’m trying to say!
At the end of last month, our family of five travelled up to the Lake District for the wedding of my sister Emily. We had been preparing for this for quite some time and on the way up the motorway I expect Raj and I were feeling a whole mix of emotions, including, in no particular order: excitement, apprehension, pride, stress, anticipation, frustration (traffic jams)! Travelling that distance to a major family event with three small children was a big deal for us but of course we wouldn’t have missed it for the world.
So sorry once again, that it’s taken me so long between posts. I think the life of a school mum has overwhelmed me somewhat.
As a daughter of two teachers and later a teacher myself, I’ve enjoyed many long summer breaks. I was very fortunate to be able to enjoy my childhood school holidays with both parents present every day and still to this day, that feels like a privilege.
Each summer, Mum would draw out a calendar grid for the holidays on a big sheet of sugar paper and we would plot all the upcoming events. The main one would be our annual family holiday. Anyway I’m reminiscing here! The point of this blog was to let you know some of the things we got up to this Summer. I had hoped to have this written with time for these ideas to inspire you guys but somehow we’re back to school already.
Generally I would say I’m not really a fan of slogans on children’s clothes. While I was pregnant with Krish I inevitably began looking at baby clothes and was disappointed by the amount of clothes covered in stereotypical gender behaviour phrases. Phrases such as “Mummy’s little angel” and “Watch out, little monster about!” I think there has been a big improvement in the way boys and girls clothes are presented in terms of choice and I have seen several examples of positive slogans that would inspire both boys and girls. But there is still much to be done…..
It’s been a busy few weeks in the Ravalia household. First nights out, first steps, first hair cuts, first full nights sleep and first school visits. Carry on reading for the full stories.
In life we all have those moments where we have to laugh to keep ourselves from crying or screaming or shouting. A muttering of WHY, a head in the hands, a look to the sky kind of moment. It’s a struggle and from a parenting stand point sometimes you actually do have to shout or at least certainly not laugh!
Here is my compilation of some of those moments in life….
This is the final chapter in my series of blog posts to celebrate the twins turning 1. So far I’ve talked about pregnancy, the birth and my time on the maternity ward. In this post I hope to touch on our new NICU routine, the reality of being a parent to a child in NICU, highs, lows and of course the all important milk production.
Since having the twins and beginning this new crazy chapter in my life, I have created a new virtual village of blogging/vlogging social media Mummies and Daddies, who inspire and support me. I’ve also started listening to parenting podcasts, and it seems that Day 3 is the day when most new Mums lose their shit. Hormones are all over the shop, milk’s coming in, lack of sleep is really kicking in and the adrenaline rush has peaked already. However for me, all this panic began on Day 2; apart from the bit about milk coming in! I’d have to wait a bit longer for that. 😫