Dear Puff Pieces

Dear Puff Pieces

Dear Puff Pieces,

I feel I have been neglecting you of late, so I thought I would write you a little note to let you know what has been happening.

So what has been happening? Well that’s a really good question. In a way quite a bit, and in a way not much really! Here are a few things in no particular order as to why you may be feeling unloved of late.

• My brain is seriously consumed with all things baby. Most of the time therefore spent on the computer is looking at baby stuff. (Hello eBay, I love you).
• I’ve been ‘working’ from home. This has been slightly harder than I expected to get into full swing. See previous point. But I’m slowly getting through the work before bub arrives!
• Nesting, nesting, nesting. Everytime I sit down at the computer I look around and get fixated on another cupboard that I could be cleaning out. My thinking here is that I should clean before blog while I can still move around relatively easy!
• We got Foxtel. Yes I’m sorry my lovely pretty pink blog, I have been neglecting you to watch crazy American teenage mums, and Bridezilla’s lose the plot instead of devoting time to you and thinking of clever and witty things to share with the world.

So there you have it, my excuses. Can you forgive me? I do promise to type all my travel stories before bub arrives, because after bub arrives, Lord knows I’ll have a whole other list of excuses for neglecting you. And yes I’m afraid, the list will still probably contain Foxtel, unless of course the novelty has worn off by then. Oh, yes and the fact that I’ll be a first time mum.

Thanks for your understanding Puff Pieces.

Your neglectful owner,
Ami.

The pressure of a name!

Choosing baby names.

Choosing a name for your baby is a huge responsibility. Ginormous in fact. This is the name that your future child will have For. The. Rest. Of. Their. Lives. Yeah, no pressure at all!

When Hubby and I were on our way to pick up our new puppy from the RSPCA, we literally decided in about 2 minutes that he was going to be called Jack. That was seriously the quickest thing we’ve ever agreed on. That, and I’m the best wife in the world. No arguments there. Smart boy. Anyway, sorry, I digress.

So Jack was Jack in a heartbeat, but when it comes to naming an actual human being it’s quite a different story. Like most girls I picked future baby names out long ago, just like we start planning our weddings when we’re about 10 years old.

In the first few weeks of being pregnant I of course instantly started running some of my baby names past Hubby to guage how many of my negotiating skills I was going to have to call on to get my own way. Let’s just say I thought I was going to have to pull out everything I’ve got, as in a heartbeat most of my girl faves were met with the reply, NO, and I don’t think so. It goes something like this:

Me: What about Audrey*?
Hubby: No.
Me: But….
Hubby: (Butting in), I said no.
Me: Well what about Ingrid*?
Hubby: Definitely No. And then some explicitives about bad that name is, and how our child will be teased in the playground.

See what I’m up against! The other problem I’m having, as if a disagreeing Husband wasn’t enough, is that I’m really really crap at making decisions. That’s right, I’m a Libra! I can’t decide what to have for breakfast on the best of days let alone name another human being! If I had to name a baby 10 years ago it would have been Lili or Olivia for a girl and probably Brandon for a boy. I still love the girls names, but not really the boy’s name. So what happens in another 10 years time. Will I still like the names I gave my children? Oh, the drama of it.

Initially it seemed that boys were easier to name than girls. We, well I, had boy’s names coming out of my ears, and for the most part we tended to agree. But coming up with girls names? Well I’d rather try and cut my dogs toenails! Having said that we’ve now probably got 3 boys names and 2 girls names which is making choosing a girls name much easier! Oh how the tables have turned!

I’m thinking though that at 24 weeks Hubby’s just getting warmed up with his opinion! I’m sure he’s got a secret list stashed somewhere.

How did you choose your child/children’s names? Did you just know, or was it a hard decision?

*Not the real names. Names for demonstration purposes only.

There’s no place like home…

I’m baaaaack!!! After 8 weeks of jetsetting we are back safe and sound. Unfortunately we didn’t have magical red shoes or a fairy godmother to get us home in one wave of a wand and a click of the shoes, so after a 13 hour flight, we’re very happy to be home!

'There's no place like home' ~ Dorothy

I promise I’ll get back blogging soon, with plenty of travel adventure stories! Right after I clean my teeth with tap water, have a sleep in my own bed and smother my dog with kisses and cuddles!