January 2005 Archives

It felt cruel somehow doing it, but I got out the scissors and gave Emily her first haircut! Well, when I say haircut, I actually only trimmed the tiniest bit off her fringe, as it had started to get into her eyes. Its very scary holding big sharp scissors in front of a wriggly babies face!

Considering we have been getting an extension built on the back of our house since November, it is pretty good going that I am only just beginning to feel the stress now. The mess and noise hasn't bothered me at all - until they knocked through and consequently knocked down the back of our house on the weekend, with the absence of windows and doors, extra stormy weather conditions, nowhere to put anything, brick dust everywhere and a tiny either running around into everything or clinging to my leg when the noisy power tools start!

So yes as you can see I am stressed. I probably wouldn't mind as much but Emily is a bit poorly and on a visit to the doctor today, we discovered she had a temperature of 104. So the last thing we need is the house to be in its current state and open to the elements.

Its tough trying to get this type of work done with a baby. Its a testing time. Anyway I need to go and drink lots of tea and eat lots of chocolate so here are some pics of the chaos!

Emily loves the new chair that Warren bought her for Christmas (photos to come!) It is just so grown up, a proper little persons armchair. Although it is a new thing for her, she totally understands what it is, for example sometimes in the morning I will be in the kitchen heating up her bottle, she always follows me in there (and everywhere actually!) and when I say to her ' Do you want to go and sit in your chair and I will bring in your bottle' she turns right round and heads straight for the chair, gets in and waits patiently.

Lately she has moved it up a notch and climbs onto the chair and dances while holding onto the back. It never really dawned on me until Warren mentioned something about starting early and then I remembered all those times of doing the exact same thing myself...

...long gone are the days of dancing on chairs - a distant memory of my carefree, no responsibility days...