This is the LAST move I promise!

I’ve got the basics sorted, now I just need to figure out a couple of extra things…

I love this theme *except* for the car in the header. Does anyone know how i can get a pic of my own in there? I’ve tried to put my own pic in the extracted files before I upload it but it doesn’t seem to be doing anything. /sigh, I’ll figure it out eventually!

I also still need to sort out adding plugins so apologies if the sidebars are all over the place for the next few days, I’m awaiting a ‘wordpress for dummies’ which will hopefully help me sort out these last lil bits n pieces.
If you spot anything that doesn’t work then let me know, and THANKS for following all the hopping about I’ve been doing

I’ve signed up for Blog365 . It’s like NaNoBloMo but for a year… the rules are:

- Blog everyday for 365 days.

- Feb.29th is a Free Day and will be the Blog365 day of rest!
(Thanks Leap Year)

- You do not HAVE to post to the same blog as long as you post everyday.

- No internet? Write your post locally and post it once you are back on the grid.

- Computer Broken? Grab some paper and do some old school blogging.

- A post is a post, not everything has to be in writing. Photos, YouTube videos, and the like are all considered content.

- Have fun, because that’s the whole point!
Note:
If you post offline work, consider changing the date on the post to reflect the day you actually created the content

I doubt I’ll manage to get past the first month nevermind a full year but we’ll see how it goes eh!

So there I was making bottles up at 4am this morning *sigh. It’s times like these I really feel envious of the breast-feeders out there that’s for sure! Why is it that men seem totally incapable of doing anything chore-like unless they are prodded?? Of course it’s all my fault for not reminding him. Can you see the steam coming out of my ears yet…? Oh well, at least I can guilt-trip J into giving me a bit of a lie in later on this morning. I hope.

Christmas is two weeks on tuesday - TWO WEEKS. Oh my god I am nowhere near ready. We have no food yet, no Christmas presents, hell I haven’t even found the cards that I stashed away last year to send out this year (so much for buying a bargain when i can’t find it when I need to!). I was thinking of getting the decorations out this weekend, want to make the most of the season and all that, but at the same time I can see me telling Zack off constantly for trying to climb on or rearrange the tree, so maybe I will leave it for next weekend.

Bittersweet news we got yesterday - my dad finally has a date for his operation to remove some kidney stones and a stent that was put in 11 weeks ago and has been causing immense pain ever since. I’m so glad that he’s now got a date, it’s been horrible seeing him so sore - he’s never normally one to complain if he’s unwell, but this has just been unbearable for him.
The downside? The operation is scheduled for Dec 20th, which means we won’t be spending Christmas together after all, something that we were all so looking forward too. I know I should just be over the moon that he’s finally going to be relieved of this pain, and don’t get me wrong I really really am, but a- they should have sorted this out much sooner than they have, and b- now we don’t get to have the big family Christmas I’ve been hoping for since Zack was born.

There’s always next year of course… I just hope that they both keep well enough to be able to come over then!

Hmmm… what else to say? Oh, of course… some of my favourite bloggers have recently changed platforms to their own hosts… I had been musing doing the same thing at some point as I like being able to fiddle around with these sort of things, it’s a bit of a hobby I suppose. At the moment the only thing that’s stopping me is cash-flow. It’s just not a good time of year to fork out extra money I’m afraid, especially when I still have everything else to organise for Christmas first… 2 weeks on Tuesday, bloody hell! Anyway, back to what I was saying… what was I saying? Oh yes, I hope to have my own domain up by the new year, or just after. We shall see! After that there will be no more hopping about I promise!

Right. Max has finally dropped off and is no longer snuffling and grunting (gotta love those baby noises…just not at 4am) so I’m off to catch a lil more sleep before the troops wake.

70%How Addicted to Blogging Are You?

Well I can safely say I didn’t think I was that into blogging… but apparently I’m wrong!

I got the link from this quiz from one of my favourite blogger’s sites - Sarcastic Mom. She’s always got something funny to say and her photographs are lush… I wish I had that sense of knowing what’s a good shot to take and what isn’t.

In fact, there are so many great blogs out there, I don’t really know if I am up to scratch with them all. Actually, I know I’m not. You see, I’m one of those people who aspires to do so much, but always falls a bit short.

While I was at school it was always “could do better” in report cards, but I never bothered… at uni I know I could have done better, but I didn’t. When it comes to being a wife, there are things I know I could improve on, and when it comes to being a mummy it’s the same. I could always be doing something more exciting/fun/imaginative with Zack. I should do more crafts with him, take him to the park more, and just generally be a better mum than I feel I am at present.

So why don’t I actually DO these things? I will start off on the right track and then something side-steps me, and then I just tend to… plod on I guess? Why make more work for myself when everyone’s relatively happy as it is? I come up with excuses but really I suppose it’s just my own laziness/selfishness or whatever you want to call it getting in the way.

I’ll never be ‘the best’ at anything, but at least I’m loved, I do love, I’m happy, and so are my family. And really…that’s all that matters

I went into the bedroom to get changed, looked over at Max and couldn’t hear him breathing (he’s usually snoring away)… put my hand on his chest and wasn’t *quite* sure if I could feel him breathing. Oh my god I’ve never been so freaked out. He’s fine, was just in a very deep sleep. I’ll be prodding and poking him all night now to make sure he’s ok! Still… it makes you think. I’ve got that horrible pit-of-you-stomach feeling cause I can’t shake the stupid imagination I have that has me thinking”what if that actually had happened, how differently you would be acting right now…”.

Once again I end up blogging very late into the night (for me at least!) and I should so be in bed by now… I’m doing the night feeds with the idea that I’m having a lie in tomorrow - we shall see if I actually get that with two kids and J up and about…*sigh*

I had initially been going to ask for him to do the night feeds so I had a night off, but then I figured there’s not much point in that when I’d have to batter J to get him to actually wake up (lucky lucky man who can sleep through anything!) and then I end up having to get up for a loo break or whatever anyway, and can’t get back to sleep because of all the snuffling etc that Max gets up to. So I might as well just get up and do these feeds in the vain hope that I’ll get my catch-up tomorrow morning…

I’m in two minds whether to make up a bottle for the lil guy now in an attempt to ‘dreamfeed’ him, or whether to just go to bed and see when he wakes.

Ooh and check out Veronica’s blog… she’s got a great site there, and is one of the first bloggy-friends I’ve made