This is a guest post, written by Sainsbury’s. These are great tips, which we’ll be using when we go on holiday in October 🙂
This is a guest post, written by Sainsbury’s. These are great tips, which we’ll be using when we go on holiday in October 🙂
It arrived while the girls were at school and I hadn’t told them about it because I wanted it to be a surprise.
We spent all day Saturday sorting and re-arranging their bedroom trying to make room to fit it in! I told them we were making more room to fit all the new toys in that Santa was going to bring them! It wasn’t exactly a fib because we needed to do that as well and the girls got rid of loads of toys they no longer play with 🙂
It arrived just as Ant was going back to work after his lunch so he took it upstairs for me and left me to it.
I was a bit skeptical that I’d be able to put it together, especially as it was made from wood and needed screwing together, rather than metal or plastic poles that slot together. I usually leave ‘putting together’ jobs to Ant but I wanted it all done for when the girls got home so I did myself 🙂
I needn’t have worried at all. The instructions were very easy to follow, however, I do think the 15 minutes time frame given for putting it all together is a bit very optimistic! It took me about an hour to put it all together (including taking a few photos) which for me was quite good, even if I do say so myself!
The screws went in very easily and the only real problem I had was with Instruction 2. It said to screw the upright poles in but there were no screw holes in the plastic fittings. The poles were an extremely good fit though so I had no worries about it coming apart.
The canvas is waterproof and very thick. I must say again, the quality of the materials is excellent. I was very impressed. The colours and design are lovely and I knew the girls were going to fall in love with it!
I shouted them upstairs when they came home from school and Ella gave a little squeal of excitement when she saw it. They both ran straight inside, giggling and saying how ‘cool’ it was!
As soon as they’d got over the initial excitement, they ran to the dressing up box to put their princess dresses on. They moved pillows and duvets in and made a bed for them to share!
They played in it for quite a while and the only problem we had was with the tie strings that hold the door open. KayCee rolled it up and double knotted it. It took me ages to get it undone and I think a velcro fastener would have been more practical.
They both kept thanking me for getting them the ‘beautiful castle’ and giving me kisses and cuddles.
To see my girls so happy and excited was really lovely and the Fairy Princess Tent gets a huge thumbs up from this family!
Guess where they slept last night?!
*We received the tent free of charge in return for a review. My review was honest and accurate.
Our bedroom is the only room in the house without bookshelves/pictures/stickers all over the walls and I’ve been itching to do something creative when I redecorate the room next year. At the moment, it has one picture on the wall above our bed.
and the rest are bare. I’ve picked some large stickers for the wall in the picture above and now plan to move the picture of the babies and replace it with Ant’s favourite picture. It’s me and the kids on the beach at Skegness last year when we went to Haven. I picked this one for the bedroom because it’s very tranquil
It’s going to print out on 16 A4 sheets so now I’m on the lookout for 16 frames! I’ll be getting Ant to hang them because he’s a perfectionist and I know he’ll measure and mark and remeasure and hang them perfectly 🙂
This is Aiden’s birth story, the eldest of my three wonderful children 🙂
I went two weeks overdue so the hospital arranged for me to be induced on Easter Sunday.
I had to be at the hospital early Sunday morning and my friend Jo was my birth partner. They induced me in the morning and I started getting contractions shortly after.
I was on gas and air most of the day and I have to say I love that stuff! Don’t get me wrong, it didn’t take the pain away but what it did do was make it so that I didn’t really care about it!
To cut a long story short…..I spent all Sunday in labour but not progressing. By Monday morning I was shattered so agreed to have an epidural.
Around lunchtime, on Easter Sunday Aiden started getting distressed. They decided to do an emergency c-section because I still wasn’t dilated.
I hadn’t found out what I was having at my scans and was absolutely certain I was having a girl.
It was a shock when I had a boy and Jo said (even though I can’t remember any of this!) I answered ‘Jasmine’ when they asked what I was calling him!
Jo said, ‘Shell, it’s not a girl, it’s a boy’ and I was like, ‘errrm, I can’t remember what name I’d picked for a boy!’.
The first one that came into my head was Aiden so that’s what I blurted out! Luckily, I love the name and didn’t change it when I got home and looked in the baby name book to see that I’d picked Bradley John if I had a boy.
The c-section wasn’t the best thing I’d ever gone through. I was still in pain and able to move my legs so I still think that they didn’t give me enough epidural. The doctor was getting stressed with me because I was crying and trying to move and the nurse kept giving me gas and air and morphine.
Jo left not long after the surgery was over because she was shattered as well. She’d been awake for a day and a half. I was a bit emotional when she left. It was scary being left on my own. I didn’t say anything to her because I felt guilty. She’s since told me off numerous times for saying it was fine for her to leave when I wasn’t being totally honest!
All in all, it wasn’t a bad first birth experience and I’ve now got a wonderful, sweet, caring, kind 11-year-old who I adore, as do his sisters 🙂 most of the time when they’re not arguing!
I loved having my new baby but I was surprised to find myself feeling a bit sad because I missed being pregnant! The kicks and feeling the baby move were what I missed the most but I also missed going to the midwife appointments and hearing the heartbeat.
The first midwife appointment I went to was the best. I was so excited but nervous at the same time. When she got out the pregnancy wheel and asked me the date of my last period, time seemed to slow and it took ages for her to tell me what my due date was!
Another birth story, this time it’s KayCee’s birth story from 2005. It didn’t go as smoothly as Ella’s and if you’re squeamish, or pregnant (or both!) you may not want to read it.
I remember being pregnant for the first time and worrying about every little thing I read in other people’s birth stories. I just wanted to put a little warning out there before you read!
My waters broke and I went into labour naturally with KayCee in the middle of the night. This was a new experience for me as I’d been induced with Aiden.
I spent most of the day on gas and air but things didn’t progress and KayCee started getting distressed. They decided to do an emergency c-section and I got whisked away to get ready for surgery.
They seemed to be taking forever to get the epidural in. They finally did it and things seemed to happen really fast afterwards.
Soon than I expected, they were lifting my gorgeous little up girl up to meet me. When they told me we had a girl I just cried. I was so happy. Ant held her while they sorted me out and a while later we went to the ward.
I couldn’t stop looking at her. She sucked her fingers all the time and we noticed some little blister like marks, one on each hand near the thumb. We mentioned it to the midwife and she said it was where KayCee had sucked her hands when she was inside me. They were worried that they might get infected so they put her on antibiotics.
It was a nightmare trying to get her to take the medicine until a lovely midwife on the night shift showed me how to make it easier.
She squirted the medicine into a new teat (the ones they provide for the bottles of formula) and put the teat into KayCee’s mouth. She sucked straight away and in a few seconds, the medicine was gone. I was very impressed!
I was a little dazed and my memory isn’t the greatest but I think it was a short while later when the head anaesthetist came to see me, accompanied by the anaesthetist who had done my epidural.
They came to tell me about a complication that had happened when they were trying to get my epidural in;
the needle had broken in my back and the piece that had broken off was still in there.
Nobody had told me at the time because they didn’t want to distress me while they were doing the surgery.
The anaesthetist who did it looked worried like he thought I was going to shout at him or something.
Ant and I both assured him that we totally understood he wasn’t at fault. There was nothing he could have done to stop it happening and his job was made harder by me being so overweight so we didn’t blame him at all.
We had some visitors while we were in, one of them being Jonathan, Ant’s eldest son from his first marriage. Luckily, he was in the country and came to see us; (he’d been in Australia and is now teaching English in China) it was lovely to see him because, with all his travelling, we don’t get to see him much.
I spent the next couple of days being x-rayed and scanned, trying to find the needle so the back surgeon could go in and get it out.
I remember being very scared when they wheeled me away from Ant and into the theatre. He didn’t have to look after KayCee while I was in surgery as they’d sent her to the special care baby unit so Ant could be with me.
All I remember after that is thinking that I’d never felt pain like it in my life, ever.
Every single part of me seemed to be screaming in pain and I woke up crying. I was in the high dependency unit and if I remember right, I think I had a male nurse, who was really lovely. I can’t remember what he looked like but I remember he kept trying to make me smile.
They wanted to get me changed at one point, I don’t remember why but I know I had my own clothes on, pyjamas I think and when they tried to move me, I told them to just cut the clothes, I didn’t care about them at all. I just couldn’t stand being moved.
I think I was on the HDU overnight but my memory is really sketchy!
When I could move again, I got Ant to describe the dressing on my back. He said it was a see-through sticker but he couldn’t see the wound because it was full of blood.
I was let home after a few days.
They gave me an appointment to go back to see the surgeon who had removed the needle so he could check the wound and sign me off to the care of my doctor.
I had the dressing on for a week in total and it felt horrible. I was so relieved to have it taken off!
The surgeon was pleased with the wound so signed me off and instructed me to see the nurse at my doctor’s.
As I sat back in the car to go home, it felt like a tap had been switched on and the water was running down my back. I got Ant to have a look and he said it looked like the wound was opening.
To cut a very long story short, the wound did come open and it took six weeks to heal. It had to be dressed daily by the nurses from my doctor’s surgery.
They came to my home every day for 4 weeks then I went to the surgery every day for the next 2 weeks.
I shudder to think how much my treatment cost. The dressings they used cost between £25 and £40 each depending on the size. They were special dressings to collect all the fluid that was leaking from the wound all the time and sometimes it leaked that much Ant had to change the dressings more than once a day.
If I’m honest, those 6 weeks were really hard for me. I found it hard to bond with KayCee because I couldn’t do things for her without someone having to help me and I kept getting depressed because I had to rely on Ant for everything.
He never once complained and hugged me when I cried and blubbered that I felt guilty because I couldn’t do anything. It felt like it was never going to end.
The day the nurse said I didn’t need to go anymore was one of the best days of my life! I could finally start looking after my baby properly.
Even though she was my second baby, it didn’t stop me worrying about silly stuff, especially with having a 5-year gap. There was one difference those 5 years had brought though…. the internet! I didn’t have a computer when Aiden was a baby.
If I was worried about something I had to wait to see the healthcare worker or phone my mum!
If I was worried about anything when KayCee was a baby I could Google it! Information for colic, nappy rash and infant hiccups was readily available. I also had Ant to reassure me when I was worrying needlessly about things. He’d had plenty of practice, after all, KayCee being his 10th child!
I’m left with a scar but surprisingly, it’s gone quite small considering the size of the wound.
All in all, it was a stressful time but our gorgeous, smart, wonderful KayCee was worth it all 🙂
It’s quite a short activity but one they totally enjoyed 🙂
To be honest, I’m pleased it didn’t take long today. I know it sounds awful but I’ve been suffering from a headache that’s been trying to turn into a migraine since I woke up this morning.
I’ve been on strong coffee and tablets and even though it’s still lingering, it’s staying as a headache and I can cope with that!
The children have been wonderful all morning. Usually, they bicker at breakfast, they bicker at teeth brushing time and again at getting dressed time but this morning they all worked together.
When the morning routine was finished, they stayed upstairs in Aiden’s room and built a den that they all plan on sleeping in tonight 🙂
After lunch, they each got their plain white t-shirts ready and opened up the fabric paints.
KayCee got her paints and t-shirt for her birthday. Aiden & Ella used an old t-shirt each and some fabric paints that their sister, Kellyann bought them for christmas and we’ve just got around to using.
Aiden planned his design in pencil while the girls just dived right in!
They weren’t very impressed when I told them it takes a few hours for the paint to dry!
KayCee and Ella went off to watch Button Moon on dvd (Ella got it for her birthday and today was the first time she’d watched it) and KayCee seemed to like it more than Ella!
It brought back some nice memories. Button Moon used to be on when I got home from school. My sister is 10 years younger than me and she used to watch it. It’s funny how your views change over the years. When I was around 13, Button Moon was very annoying and silly. Now I’m 35, it’s full of nostalgia and I enjoyed watching it with the girls. I even remembered the lyrics to the song!
KayCee giggled at me singing,
‘we’re offffff to button moon, we’ll followwwww mr spoon, button mooo-ooon!’.
When that was finished, KayCee watched her new dvd; she got, ‘The very hungry caterpillar and other stories’. She loves reading this book to Ella at bedtime and the dvd didn’t disappoint. Ella got the book and turned the pages along with the story on tv.
They’re now in the kitchen with their friend, Savannah, having a teddy bear’s picnic… being nice and quiet, just for me 🙂