Walking is keeping me sane at the moment and this lovely picture was taken on a Monday morning in our local country park. We were out for 2 hours and didn’t cover much ground due to me waddling and Chiplet stopping to look at everything, but the fresh air did wonders for everyone’s mood.
I don’t think Wriglet is going to be massively early, but there is a small chance that this could be the last me and mine before she arrives – so it feels pretty special!
I am taking a bit of poetic license this month as this photo is ‘technically’ from the end of August…. but September has been so mad that this is the only recent picture of the three (or four) of us.
This was taken on Sandsend beach in Yorkshire where we went for our holiday this year and we had a wonderful time playing on the sand and spending time together.
I can’t believe that in 10 weeks we will getting ready to welcome our daughter into the world… this pregnancy is speeding up something crazy.
I actually love comparing year on year as well – and in 2014 we were also on a beach – but in Brighton… I can’t believe how much my little man has grown up!
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February 2015 was the last time we did a Me and Mine portrait. I thought we should get a few in before we have a new addition… this picture was taken in the same spot at my sister’s house as one we took in May 2013. I love the fact that Chiplet couldn’t put the panda down for the photo. He always goes straight to the spare room at my sister’s to pick him up and give him cuddles.
Linking up with Me and Mine Project
Ah how we do love to camp in our family. It can sometimes feel like bit of a chore getting loaded up and heading for a long drive though; so when we were given the chance to camp in a friend’s field just up the road we grabbed it with both hands.
We are lucky enough to have a camper van, so come rain or shine we know we can always be dry and warm at least!
The spot has its own firepit and slide and we took our hammock and hitched it up to the trees. It was so lovely to have no distractions and just spend some family time BBQ-ing sausages and toasting marshmallows. Bliss! My little superman loved it as well.
The first time I was pregnant with Chiplet, there was never any question about finding out the gender of the baby. My husband (or boyfriend at the time) and I both wanted a surprise. I remember there being little doubt in my mind (or heart) that it was a boy that I was carrying though. I just felt like I was going to have a son and I even had a dream about his face.
So this time around, we wanted to find out what we were having; mostly because Chiplet seemed convinced that he only wanted a brother. Once he realised he couldn’t choose, he then moved onto being convinced it was a little sister “because I am a boy Mummy and it must be a girl.”
So we set off for our 20 week scan today and everything was where it should be. We have a very wriggly little one – so the nickname Wriglet is really quite apt. It turns out that Wriglet doesn’t want us to know. The Ultrasound Technician hazarded a guess, but was not willing to stand by it due to too much movement.
I think I know in my heart what we are having though.
Dinky Thinks 
