No smoke without fire// Welcome baby Rafe!

I had my baby!

It's been almost 3 weeks since I gave birth and now I finally feel like myself. It's been such a blur but I'm completely in love with my perfect little boy!

So without further ado, here is
Rafe Clifford Saville

born 01/06/14 at 11:40pm

weight 8lbs13oz

It was such a perfect and wonderful birth. According to the midwife I "hypno-birthed" which is where you go into kind of a trance and just get the job done. I used the birth pool and powered through without the aid of any pain relief. I feel very "earth mother" about the whole thing and I honestly know I wouldn't have been able to do it if it wasn't for the support of JS and the wonderful midwives.

So as a wonderful surprise, a lovely package arrived on my doorstep from the wonderful humans of SABBC.

I love the length and fit of the smoke cristal raglan as it helps hide my mummy tummy really well. The quality of the material is outstanding and it's buttery soft which is perfect for my sensitive skin. It makes it super comfy to wear as well. The colour of the vimto violet beanie is delicious!


Hopefully I should be able to do more blogging now that I've started to get into a routine and as I lose more of my baby weight I'll feel more and more comfortable doing outfit posts so watch this space!
As always, peace and love

1 month until the big day!

D-day is fast approaching! Today is officially 1 month until he is due to arrive and to be honest, I'm terrified.

I'm terrified of the pain, I'm terrified of not being able to cope and I'm terrified that I'm not going to be a good mum. 

I have had a lot of practice over the last 4 years, helping JS to raise Rdogg and all the challenges that comes with raising a child with "extra needs." However, I've never had to do this from the very beginning. I'm worried about how this is going to affect my relationship, I'm worried about becoming post-natal as depression is something that I've dealt with throughout my adult life and overall I'm feeling incredibly guilty for how this could affect Rdogg. He finds it increasingly difficult to cope with even the smallest changes to his routine and even tho we have a lot of strategies in place to help him, I worry about how well he will deal with not being the centre of our little world any more. 

As the day gets closer and closer, my worries are increasing as rapidly as my bump and that makes me feel even more guilty as I know that stressing isn't very good for the baby. Team that with the physical pains of sciatica, pelvic girdle (imagine having an iron rod metaphorically pushed through your hips) lace of sleep and braxton hicks contractions I'm surprised I'm not in tears 24/7. I know I should be floating around in a haze of pregnancy glow and don't get me wrong, I am incredibly excited and I can't wait to have that first cuddle with my little boy, but with every day that passes, I feel less and less prepared for the challenges I'm about to face.

That being said, I have been using my time off whilst on maternity leave to do as much research as possible, to do as much decorating as possible and to get on top of all the housework.I think if I sit and give myself time to actually think about everything, I may have a meltdown :)

Now onto today's outfit:

maxi dress - H&M

I love this dress so much, with the birth of the little man coming closer, I have to be aware of things that I buy to make sure they will be suitable for when my bump has gone. This dress is perfect as it is fitted on my top with more of an empire waistline. I love the side slits and the semi-sheer skirt.What was even better was that I got this for half price as there was a rip in one of the side slits which I have managed to sew up easily!

I also keep joking that JS needs to learn how to do my make up so that he can put my face on before any photos of me and baby are taken. Nice challenge for him there.

Peace and Love

I went up a mountain!-35 weeks

Bonjour!

Landed back in the UK after a week in the French Alps with JS and Rdogg. The sun shone, the snow fell and we all generally had a good time. Rdogg has learnt how to ski for the first time and I finally got to see JS on a snowboard after years of hearing about his prowess but never having a chance to witness it with my own eyes.

When I spoke to people about flying at 33 weeks pregnant, a look of pure horror would spread across their faces

"but what if you go into labour on the plane??!?" they cried. The truth is, the flight was so short that I probably would have still been in labour when we landed so I would have had a Swiss baby (we flew to Geneva) instead of a baby born in Huddersfield. Plus, I had my amazing mother law/midwife with me so I knew she'd keep me safe :)

I wish I had paid more attention to the  weather forecast as I packed many layers and jumpers and tights thinking it was gonna be freezing, only to be overheating most days in 20 degree heat!

Here's a couple of my fave snapshots from the week:

Now I'm back on non snowy land and officially on maternity leave (hoooray) I'm concentrating on planning my birth and getting all the final bits together for arrival of baby RS. Leaving the house is getting more and more difficult as the list of clothes I own that I can actually fit into is drastically getting smaller and smaller with each passing day. To add to this, I have a wedding to attend on Saturday and it's my birthday on Friday. I think that will be spent making myself depressed, dragging my egg-like self around the shops to find something suitable.

Today's outfit is one of my only dresses that actually fits without me having to wear tights under it, which, now the sunshine has returned, is a good thing really.

This is the amazing velvet and lace dress I got in the Topshop sale and I have teamed it with my trusty leather jacket and SheInside sunglasses. (similar here)

Counting down until baby RS appears - 5 weeks left!

As always, peace and love

20 week scan, the big reveal!

Two blog posts in one day (aren't I spoiling you)

The big day finally arrived!

After much waiting and bitten nails and trips to and from the hospital, we finally got to see our new baby for the second time. We had been saying from the beginning that we didn't want to know the sex of the baby but pretty much as soon as the midwife asked, we agreed to find out.

So I am very happy to reveal that:

I can't begin to explain how happy I am. It's such a nice feeling to know who's in there wiggling away every day. He didn't stay still for the scan and the midwife struggled to take all of his measurements. Looks like he's got his fathers aptitude for kicking/punching. (JS trains MMA)
There were many smiles, lots of tears and lots of phonecalls to relevant grandparents.
Now the fun can begin, I can start shopping for tiny boy clothes and decorations for the nursery as well as drawing up a list of names!
R-dogg suggested "River" as his favourite baby name so far and we really like it too. I think we will stick with the "R" theme we have going for our growing man cubs. It's so nice to be able to call him a "he" instead of an "it." It makes it much more real.

Off to trawl ebay for cute boy stuff!