RIP Mr Degu Degu :o(

It is with deep regret that I must inform you that Mr Degu Degu, formerly of the Brazilian plains, passed away on the 30th July 2008 aged just 16 months. His passing was peaceful and he is survived by his brothers, Mr Degu Degu 2 and Mr Degu Degu 3.

Yes, alas, one of our Degus has gone to that great cage in the sky. K & A usually feed them all the leftover salad from dinner and last night this was met with a shriek of "mummy, daddy one of the Degus is deaded!". We went over and indeedy he was "deaded". Its dead, thats whats wrong with it. Its stone dead. Definitely deceased. It is an Ex-Degu!

I'm actually surprisingly upset about it. I love the smelly Degus, they make me laugh and I had rescued the third one from living a life alone and now its dead! :o( Not sure what happened, I think he fell off his platform as the other two are healthy.

It did, however, ignite the whole "death" conversation with the kids. Then of course it moved on to Grandma and aunty Nelly (Noelle). I, personally thought my explanation of death and heaven was fab until Aleisha asked me if Grandma had a car and if so why didnt she come and visit us. Oh dear! Back to the drawing board again!

Have made all the arrangements now for Alexs Christening in Dublin now, yay! Ok I tell a lie, my dad has made all the arrangements as I couldnt organise a piss up in a brewery. So I am now officially ISO a sling/wrap that I can use on the day if anyone knows of one.

Alex is officially a beefcake - he's 15lb 10oz now! I really must stop eating chocolate! He's managing to sit up on his own for a few seconds and he is still the most chilled out baby alive bless him. Could I possibly love him any more?

Aleisha is still a bowsie. Her favourite song at the moment is "shut up and let me go" by the Ting Tings and its hilarious when she sings it bless her. However in the middle of Tescos when all the Auld Biddies are doing the shopping its not quite as hilarious as I do get some disapproving looks!

Kieron has decided he wants to be a bingo caller when he's a grown up. Oh yes, I'm raising ambitious children. No, I couldnt possibly have kids that want to be Lawyers or Doctors and look after me in my old age, but a BINGO CALLER? fgs, whateevr makes him happy I suppose. He's loves it though bless him and I now spend my days with the echos of "two fat ladies" and "two little ducks" ringing through my ears. Oh yeah, and thanks Argos for stocking the noisiest bingo game.....EVER!

Nice that its cooler today as I got burnt to a crisp round J's house yesterday. Just when I was bragging about how I only ever burn on my nose. Well done Ruth, you twat!

Cheerio folks!

Such beauty!

Mo'ning

I have just had this link sent to me by an old work colleague. I'm not normally into the whole "space" thing but these pictures are just beautiful. Ooo its made me feel all gooey inside!

http://www.greatdanepro.com/Blue%20Bueaty/index.htm

Check it out if you have a spare 5 minutes. However the owner of the website really needs to learn how to spell beauty!

My new nappies should be here today, grrrr why arent they here yet? Is this what my life has become? Waiting for nappies? And actually feeling sick with the excitement? Once I was a career woman, now I'm a nappy watcher. And you know what? I wouldnt want it any other way!

I have also just paid for a new ellaroo sling, woop woop so that should be arriving imminently!

I lead such an exciting life!

On another note, why is it the people who critise you most about your parenting choices are parents themselves? I have to fess up though, I used to always be of the mindset that militant breastfeeders were just bullies. And for this I now apologise. Alex is my first breastfed baby and I now see the shite that breastfeeders have to put up with. Since his birth I have not really had an issue with feeding out and about, aside from a couple of teething problems in the early days. Nobody has batted an eyelid at me, including my own prudish father! However at a playgroup the other day Alex needed feeding, and I went to the corner, grabbed a chair and away we went! I have NEVER in my life felt so belittled. There were gasps, dirty looks and downright glares at me. Why? I didnt sit in the middle of a crowd and just whip 'em out. I actually walked away and found a quiet corner. These are all mothers, why was it such a shock to see me feeding? I know that feeding rates are crap round here but there is just no excuse to make me feel like that. Next time, perhaps I will whip 'em out and give them an eyeful!

So this an official apology to all those breastfeeders out there that I called smug in the past. You are not smug and have every right to feel immensely proud of yourselves. I know I do!

Although I have to admit my reasons for breastfeeding this time are purely selfish. I'm lazy and its easy. To me all the health benefits etc are great, but its the pure simplicity of it that I love. Oh and the fact I can eat all the chocolate in the world AND lose weight! Fabulous, bring on the breasts I say!

OK OK WHERE ARE MY DAMN NAPPIES?

An introduction

Hello!

Yes, I have decided its time for the world to be introduced to the random mumblings of moi! But lets get to know each other first shall we?

Well I'm Ruth, I'm 31 years young and am engaged to my wonderful partner Paul - ok so we have been engaged for nearly 8 years and STILL havent got round to doing the deed. We will, honest! We live in Kettering Northants although I am a Dublin lass born and raised. I moved over here nearly 13 years ago on a whim, fully expecting to return home after I had got bored. Thing is, I never did so here I am!

We have three little cherubs. My first son, Kieron who is 5.5 years old. He is just finishing his first year at school and it turns out he is a bit of a genius. God only know how that happened, I would cry foul and demand a DNA test if it werent for the fact that he a) looks like me and b) has the same double ankle bone as me.

My daughter Aleisha has just turned 4 and acts like she is 34, definitely wise beyond her years! She is starting school in September and I dont think the teachers will know what will have hit them. They wont be teaching her, she'll be teaching him!

And then we have my little Prince, Alex who lit up our lives on the 11th March 2008. He is the most chilled out, giggly baby I have ever met. And after the pregnancy I had with him, he shouldve been demanding prozac the moment he started crowning! Again no idea how I managed to birth a wonderful child - perhaps I should make a career of it!

We also have three unnamed Degus who are just the funniest creatures EVUR!

So thats me, hopefully I'll actually remember to keep blogging this time!

Over and out,

Ruth x