This summer has flown by. The early mornings have been so much more inviting with the sun streaming into the breakfast room when coming down on one's travels to make the first needed cup of tea of the day and cup of milk for the little fella. Most often done bleary eyed, yawning and half asleep. We all snuggle up in our big bed, Tallulah if awake would have her ready to drink milk, playing with my fingers as she drinks it down. Sebas, cuddling up with one hand twirling and whirling his hair, a habit he used to do with my hair as a wee babe. Opening the curtains of our 1930's house with a view reveals a scene that never ceases to make us smile. From sitting snuggled we can see across the river to the harbour, the quay, the castle, Conwy town and the mountains beyond. Everyday of course the scene is slightly different. The sky can be freshly laundered blue, white clouds maybe scudding along, the flags flying above the castle violently flapping or lying quite still indicating the wind or lack of.. The water sparkling, boats bobbing and dancing or again lying serenely if a still day. More recently of course the curtains have opened to reveal grey low misty clouds, so low they obscure the mountains, blending in with the grey stone of the Castle and the choppy grey waters below.
Sunsets are also beautiful from this aspect of the house. Many evenings have seen the richly embroidered sage green curtains in our room a glow. The sun's heat can be felt just touching the curtain. Amber light sifting through the rich chinese tapestry pattern all a blaze, as our little baby drifts off to sleep. However Tallulah has finally moved into her own room now though and sleeps like a dream. Next to our room she has the same view and the same light, the sun dipping down over where the estuary meets the sea causing the the mountains to turn violet.
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| The dining room/my sewing room once the littles are all tucked up. This summer's sewing with England scoring in the World cup this summer 2014... |
This summer I got my sewing mojo back. The long light evenings inspired me once Tallulah's sleeping at night finally settled down. I was determined for my own sanity to make some creativity happen, even when tiredness prevailed, which it did a lot. I managed to squeeze the time in to start and carry through a few projects. Now that I have so many friends with little ones I am even more inspired to make for them when occasions arise, and of course my own 2 little ones.
I started with rag dolls. Most of the little girls we know, which are a fair few, have a rag dolly now. They are a timeless classic. The fact that they are soft, fabric, and all have a personality of their own from being hand made, makes them all more charming and unique unlike the manufactured plastic dolls. I might even get round to making different outfits for the dolls next, you never know..
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Rag dolly upon completion all ready to be wrapped up
opened and loved..! |
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| Rag dolly in the making.. |
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Lady bird dress with Peter Pan collar
She got the bug .. |
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Strawberries and cream with Peter Pan collar
Summer Vintage |
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| Ahoy there Captain Sebas standing to attention..! |
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| My own little Pirate Girl ready to swashbuckle.. |
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| Getting ready for Conwy Pirates with their very own Rag doll Captain Jack... |
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| Tallulah in her Vintage style shorts and jacket made from a lovely retro print fabric I found in a closing down sale of a local fabric shop. This was well worn in this summer's warmth. |
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| Tallulah rocking her Vintage style shorts and jacket. |
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| Tallulah with her nain (Welsh for grandmother) in the Vintage Christening gown I was Christened in. |
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| Sebas in his Christening shirt. He was full of energy on the day and 'flew' around the church as well as the garden with his homemade wings afterwards.. |
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| I had bought a vintage cotton Christening gown when pregnant last summer (even though I didn't know what sex the baby was). My mum then found the family Christening gown that I was christened in which is silk and lace and was lovely to use. As it was a hot sunny July day, we got to use both gowns, I changed Tallulah into the cooler cotton one after the church, here she is with it hitched up into her nappy so it doesn't get in her way as she pulls herself up onto her feet! |
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Pin tucks for the Vintage shirt that I made for Sebastian for his Christening. I ran out of time to finish the shirt properly so it became a tunic top and a unisex style that Tallulah can wear when she is older.
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We decided to have the children Christened this summer. It was just a family event with Godparents. I wanted to have the children christened locally and there is a Chapel near us so one sunday in May I took Tallulah with me to a service. It was a sweet methodist chapel, Tallulah slept for some of the service and then was on my knee cooing and jabbering. The moment the service finished 2 well dressed ladies in front of me turned around with beaming smiles. They were so delighted to see a baby in the congregation, and were very helpful. I managed to get the phone number of the right Reverend to speak to. Unfortunately though the dates just didn't work so it was back to plan b… but as it turned out plan b worked out for the best. Across from the Chapel is the local primary school, further along from that is a public footpath that leads through a field along the foot of the Vadre, which is an old Roman fort on a hill with fantastic views of the Estuary and Sea. All Saints Church is the other end of the footpath and stile and it was in this beautiful church we had the children christened. It is such a beautiful church and I am really looking forward to taking the children there as a family especially at Christmas and other special events throughout the year.
Finally have your children ever inadvertently beaten you up? I'm not normally that superstitious but they say things happen in threes…
One lovely bright sunny day day, I was just getting Tallulah ready after yet another nappy change when wham! She stuck one of her little hands with sharp finger nails in my right eye. Thus my eye was a weeping swollen mess. I couldn't open it half the time. Thinking that initially it wasn't that bad we set off anyway to have a jolly and took Sebs to a nearby beach with a mandatory takeaway of coffee on the way.
Anyway it turned out I had quite a big scratch on the cornea of my eye a doctor at A & E informed me. Eye wateringly so as it happened, my eye was a weeping swollen mess and would not stop tearing up, it felt like there was a large obstruction in it. The cornea is apparently the most sensitive part of the body. I got prescribed some special antibiotic ointment to put on it and then a follow up clinic appointment. Things got even better at the weekend though when out and about with the family the next day (with my dark glasses on of course) during lunch I noticed a strange numb sensation in my bottom lip, I couldn't feel it. I must have ingested some of the ointment from a tear rolling down to my mouth. A quick look in the mirror showed my lip swelling up so we trotted off to the minor injuries unit at the local hospital and administered some antihistamine tablets from a kindly nurse. Before seeing her though my darling son on his reins I was holding did a sudden movement and yanked my bad shoulder (I broke very badly 15 years ago and have a metal replacement joint in). That made me wince to even move my arm away from my body. Anyway, an x-ray made sure everything was ok thank goodness and 3 months on I am seeing a fantastic physio who is helping me get my shoulder back to good working order by checking in with her every so often. All part of my joys of parenting list I'm starting to compile…
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