It's been very very quiet here as of late, but I have a really good excuse - honest!
These last few months have seen some very major changes in our lives, and it's taken (and is still very much taking) some time for the dust to settle.
Firstly, I would like to introduce our newest addition.
Meet Owen Henry Millar, born 17/6/15 at 12:05p.m weighing 8lb 12oz.
Born at 39 weeks via c-section after some hospital time for me with what can only be described as the longest and most horrible month of my life including full-blown contractions, some water breakage and lots of waiting and blood pressure checks at various locations, it is safe to say we are all very happy he is here.
He is now 7 weeks old and thriving, having slotted right into our busy wee family. The boys are very pleased indeed to have a new wee brother and love showing him off to anyone who comes to visit (or indeed, anywhere we go!)
And after 7 weeks of summer holidays, I can firmly say that he is definitely the easiest and more amiable of the three boys at the moment!
I love him to death. He's a gorgeous wee boy - so bright and happy, and he loves nothing more than a snuggle with mummy, which is so lovely. And being the last, I am of course savouring every second. I am all too aware of how quickly it all goes. It's already gutting how he has grown out of his newborn clothes, and although I am really pleased and proud that I am growing a big healthy boy with my boobs (seriously how amazing is that?! It's my first real proper time of breastfeeding and it is really amazing me a lot that my boobs are not only keeping something alive, but also making him grow! What wizardry is this?!) I am so aware that before long he'll not be a baby anymore!
While I had a leisurely (!) week in hospital, 2 weeks before Owen was born, we were also fortunate enough to have closed the deal on our forever home. Yes, we have now moved into a country cottage and have officially become country bumpkins (although it's not that far from the city really, so it is cheating a bit. But I say anywhere which requires it's own septic tank and calor gas tank supply is off the grid enough to qualify for bumpkin status).
|Cottage de Millaro!|
Plus, well, our view front and back is fields, so that totally counts, right?
|The view from our window|
Of course being 'off the grid' as it were, it has been extremely difficult to get an internet and phone provider. Nothing ever seems to happen at speed, which has been incredibly frustrating, especially as everything needs to be done online! Try fitting that in with children, hospital visits and new babies! It's not easy!
Of course, if you wanted to add to the crazy, you could. And why not? Let's get it all done in one go!
Kim is a 3 year old red merle border collie who we inadvertantly rescued from a bit of a rough gig on a farm. More on her story later, but after my initial reservations, she is in fact a very well behaved, very very sweet and very very loving little lady. It appears we have come to each other at the right time. People keep saying to us that we have landed on our feet with her as she is so good, but really it is us who have landed on our feet with her. I have never known such a well-behaved and chilled out little lady - especially after all she has been through, and coming into such a manic household! We are very lucky indeed.
It's been a bit of an uphill struggle lately, to say the least. Factor in a couple of weddings, celebrations, job interviews (yep, really!), school transitions, cleaning and packing of rented accomodation and attempting to decorate and you have some pretty crazy times! Luckily we have had a lot of help (and some beer) to get us through.
Needless to say, I am looking forward to getting the boys back into a school routine next week so I can start getting some normality (and some proper cleaning done!)
So, if you have been looking for me - these are my excuses! And I hope to be more present soon!