Sorry, It's Been A While

The best way to get you up-to-date is ennumeration-style.

1. Lolly has not turned down a single thing I've given her. She eats apple, pineapple, strawberry, nectarine, cucumber, tomato, melon, mango, toast and turkey. All finger-food, baby led weaning style. The only thing she found suspect was the pureed apple and pear from a jar!

2. Gypsies have taken up camp down the road. Police came by and warned us that gypsies were spotted roaming around our neighbourhood. Scary/creepy.

3. I cut and bleached my hair. It is SHOOORT and BLOOOONDE.

4. I have 4 pairs of trial glasses from glassesdirect.com. I'll post pictures later. They all look funny with my new hair.

5. Our organisation, Inverclyde Breastfeeding Mums, has a stall booked for the Gourock Garden Party this weekend. I'm excited. I hope we make some money!

6. Fifi is obsessed with Dora the Explorer. I sing Dora songs all day long.

7. I've developed an interest in gardening. In fact, I'm loving it. Outside I have 5 potted plants: lavender, orchids, 'twinkle stars' (Rhodohypoxis) and 2 other flowering plants I can't remember the name of. Indoors I have strawberries, hot peppers, yellow peppers, red peppers, carrots and a cactus. All I want now is either a lemon tree or a rose bush. Those depend on price though. A lemon tree is what I really want.

8. The weather until this week has been amazing. Extremely hot and sunny. Now the rain just seems twice as horrible. See my Flickr pictures for lovely weather pics.
5.

ToMAYto, ToMAHto

Lolly is 5 1/2 months old. I firmly believe in waiting until six months before introducing solid foods; however, Lolly has been reaching for food and salivating while I eat for a long time. Today, she was reaching for the food on my plate, and since I don't like tomato, I gave her the quartered tomato to play with, certain it would never make it into her mouth.

She grabbed it in her little fist... and positively devoured it. All that remained was the skin.

I guess she's ready!

(I still won't give her much for the next few weeks, but if she reaches for something healthy, I'll probably let her try.)

Job

I'm applying for a job as a 'Health Improvement Practitioner' in Infant Feeding within the NHS. This job has been rumoured for a very long time, and I always fantasised about applying for it, but now that it's a reality, I'm extremely torn. While I would LOVE this job and do a really good job at it, I am not ready to go back to work. Lolly is still a little baby, still exclusively breastfed, and I'm not ready to be separated from her. Plus, I don't even know that the job would be worth it financially after paying to put them into nursery or whatever. Even if only Fi went into nursery and I got someone personal to watch Lolly (and bring her to me during the day for feeding breaks), I still don't know if it would be worth it. In fact, the more I think about it, the more uneasy it makes me. But I've filled in the application and I will send it tomorrow and leave it at that. If anything, it's good practice to keep up with how to apply for a job. And if I get an interview, I'll take the interview and just see what happens. Interviewing is a good skill to keep up too, so it won't be effort wasted regardless of the outcome. If I'm actually offered the job, then I'll have to make a decision, but it may not ever even come to that...

Anyway, I'm really torn. Job I'd LOVE to have in a field I want to get into or stay home with my babies. I still think babies win.

Sun's Out To Play

It has been the most beautiful weekend ever. No really, probably EVER.

And the Scottish men around here have this thing, where, if the weather is nice, they all take off their shirts and walk around half-naked. I really don't need to see any more blindingly white gone sunburned bare chests. Really, it's ridiculous. You look silly, all of you.

The sun will go down tomorrow, bet your bottom dollar.