Sunday, 19 September 2010

Jelly Belly

I wasn't exactly a size 10 before i got pregnant. In fact, I've never been a size 10. Ever. Except for maybe before I hit puberty. But I didn't have a jelly belly. I have not been able to shift the one I gained since I've had the Boogster. Not that I've been doing much to try. I love my food too much and hardly have time to exercise. I keep catching glimpses of myself every now and then and keep thinking "Got to lose weight."

And then I came across a friend's comment on Facebook. She had a baby a year ago and is trying out the Special K diet. A friend of hers was being very encouraging and told her she'd be back in her size 8s soon. To which my friend replied,"Don't think I'll ever be a size 8 again but my tummy will always tell others I have a beautiful baby boy."

Loving her stance on her jelly belly.

Wednesday, 15 September 2010

The Boogster's first sentence

The Boogster put together his first sentence yesterday.

We were in the car driving to Waitrose and we had stopped alongside a stretch of the Central Line. He said, "Mama, more cheeah comen."

Translated: Mama, more trains coming.

Thursday, 9 September 2010

My Wish List

A friend just recently posted "What a girl wants" on her blog. It made me want to write my wish list which I've been mentally adding to over the past few weeks. This list is by no means exhaustive! Just when I think I don't want anything else and will be content having the items on my list and nothing more, I find more to add to it. I'm going to take a leaf out of her book and try to limit my list to 5 items too.

1. An iPad.
2. A Canon DSLR.
3. My own house!
4. A diamond ring.
5. A pair of Red or Dead Buccaneer boots.

So can't afford any of it but I can always wish!


The Boogster's vocabulary is increasing by the day. He may not always pronounce words correctly but he consistently uses the same word for the same thing. These are the words in his repertoire:

Baka (Helicopter)
Baatch (Bus)
Khay (Yes)
Oh my Goh (Oh my gosh)
Dah (Down)
Deeda (This one)

and most importantly, Ahwoo (I love you).

He usually says ahwoo after I've said it to him but today whilst he was lying on my tummy he looked me straight in the eye and "Ahwoo". It took me a while to realise he was telling me he loved me since he's not really ever used it except in response to my "I love you's".

The moment just totally blew me away.