3 days. 3 freaking days! My not-so-little-anymore baby turns 1 on Saturday! This past year has been incredibly… I don’t even know the right word as it was just a mish mash of emotions.
“Seriously mum? Must you insist on taking photos all the time…?” He looks so grown up!
He has for quite a few nights been so clingy that I reverted back to co-sleeping if he absolutely would not sleep in his cot. He is really out of sorts with his cold and teething. Poor little dude. But doesn’t he look so handsome with his hair styled after his bath? LOL
Dylan loves playing with his cousins. He got to hang out with little cousin Oscar on Gareth’s birthday at a big soft play in Cardiff.
and lots of attention from his big cousins Elijah and Oliver too! Here he is being tickled by Elijah.
We shall be having a small tea party for his birthday with Gareth’s family. Super grateful that Gareth, Dylan and myself will get to spend the day together for his birthday 🙂
At the moment I am lucky that the monkey is napping in his cot at the moment so I can get all my paperwork up together for the job centre as I have an appointment tomorrow. This fortnight has seen another 5 applications made, and currently one rejection but hearing anything back is quite rare, but at least getting that rejection means you know where you stand. There is one job in that 5 I am keeping everything crossed for. It is weekend work pretty close to home and more than minimum wage in retail and I put my CV in to the store last week.
But all the stressing about everything has had consequences and that is my colitis is flaring. I am putting off phoning the IBD team at hospital for now by upping my meds to what they were originally (3 caps, once a day was keeping symptoms at bay and the nurses agreed for me to keep it at that, so I’m back to 3 caps, twice a day).
Just need to keep a positive outlook on everything.