I have talked at length previously about wanting to try to make the most of my time with the girls before they start school in September, so just simple things such as a shopping trip can feel like a parenting win.
My girls will be 4 in June and as a whole life has gotten easier. A simple trip to the shops no longer requires oodles of nappies, wipes, nappy bags, spare clothes, snacks, drinks… the list goes on! We literally can decide on a whim what we want to do, however having two little people with their own ideas also brings with it a need for negotiation to keep everyone happy! However on Thursday, everyone was happy to pop to the shops which are about 20 minutes away.
Today the lovely Yvette from Big Trouble in Little Nappies takes the wheel and shares her REAL secrets to a harmonious marriage and her rather amusing wedding vows for the sleep deprived – something I can massively relate to!
When I married my husband almost seven years ago, we said our vows nervously, seriously and without a shadow of doubt in our hearts. For richer or poorer, in sickness and health and for better or worse. Bring it, my glistening eyes and wobbly voice said; I was completely ready for the huge commitment of marriage.
Since making those vows however – or more to the point since having children – our marriage has changed somewhat. It’s not that I don’t love my husband for better or worse, it’s more I just need him to be better when I am feeling worse. And vice versa.
The next post in my love themed week is from the lovely Gemma from Life With The Peppers who has the coolest engagement story EVER!
The Missing Puzzle Piece
I spent a long time believing love was pretty much a myth. You could say I spent a good 15 years trying to work out why it was this big deal everyone was banging on about (no pun intended). Don’t get me wrong I wanted to believe in it and I honestly tried, but something was always missing, such a cliché I know, I was on the search for the missing puzzle piece.
In 2012 I finally stopped looking, I think to put it more accurately given up all hope of finding the last bit of puzzle, I mean it had now been missing for the last 15 years it was really never to be found. I was having the best summer living wild and free, until this boy showed up in a zebra coat and shiny leggings – don’t worry he wasn’t a complete nutter, we were at a festival and it was fancy dress night. Here’s where my story of love begins, who would have thought it!! There was just something about him, I can’t tell you what it was because it’s too difficult to describe, he just drew me in like nothing I’ve experienced before.
Today’s love themed post is by Hayley from Devon Mama, a 30 year old mama, wife and recovering sleep addict, who lives with her husband, baby and the world’s bounciest dog in rural Devon.
Our Wedding – Devon Mama
When I found out that there was an opportunity to talk about our wedding on here, I leapt at the chance. How often do you get to relive all those memories? Not often enough if you ask me, especially if you have kids! All the hours of painstaking planning, the agonizing over colour schemes and seating plans, the memories of dancing all night without a care in the world fade into a blur amongst day to day family life. So, indulge me… let me chat a while!
I have spoken before about how having twin girls conjures up so many stereotypes. People always telling me how much I must love brushing hair, painting nails, pretending to put make up on all with a huge pink backdrop with ribbons, kittens and pretty things. In reality, life with twin girls is not like that. They are who they are. One day we will be playing pirates in the mud, the next pushing baby dolls around in their pram. We shop in both the “girls” clothes section but can also be found happily buying blue dinosaur tops and boys briefs. For us, clothes, toys and colours are irrespective. The girls and Charlie go with what they like and that is that.