Bethany's Baby Babblings

I haven't really got the content for a coherent themed post. So here's a list of stuff • she can say dada! it's so unbelievably cute and amazing. she just needs to learn to just say it to her dad. because she just says to everything and everyone. which makes me look like a reet tart • when she's tired she does this really giddy excited breathing and it results in a snort. it is bloody hilarious, little piggy 🐷 • she blagged herself some free toast at a nursery visit. My baby is a hustler 😎 • monkey can wave. only she does it on her own terms and not when you want her to say ey up or ta-ra (hello and goodbye respectively in yorkshire) and here is a photo of her looking like a nutter.

I've lost track of what I've already told you about so sorry if I end up repeating owt (owt = anything to you non-yorkshire folk) SHES FINALLY CUT A CHUFFING TOOTH! after months of dribbling and chomping and random mood swings the fecker has finally cut. one down, a gazillion to go. SHE'S IN HER OWN ROOM! and the little snotbag (who I obviously love to bits) sleeps better in there than she ever did in our bloody room. she even sleeps through the night about 40% of the time. SHE CAN STAND HERSELF UP (WITH SUPPORT!) which is great, yay milestones! but it means that i spend all my day as a human climbing frame. and it makes bedtime more difficult as she can stand up in her cot but can't get back down again. I HAVEN'T LEARNT TO NOT WEAR BLACK PANTS monkey has wiped porridge, melted frozen banana lolly and carrot puff mush all over them. soz about my feet. and the mess. actually not the mess, I won't apologise for that cos that's just life.

For anyone not fluent in broad Yorkshire, 'owayer doing = how are you doing?  And you get asked this a lot after just having a baby. And here is what I say versus what I mean... "I'm so tired!" aka I am so sleep deprived I somehow managed to put my child's sleep suit on sideways. "Good considering!" aka good considering I am emotionally and mentally fragile. "Alreet thanks!" aka alreet currently but that's because she's fed, winded, changed and asleep. ask me again in a bit when I'm crying because I have no idea what I'm doing. "Shit" aka shit. Disclaimer: I am honest with my family and close friends when they ask me how I am. And despite my candidness above, I do love my child more than anything.