Sunday, August 26, 2007

Er, confession time...

Bird of prey display

Golden Eagle

Aedan and Conall's certificate of sponsorship

Rhiannon's first day at Academy baby photos.

You see, it was raining when we arrived at sil's and when we got inside, I realised I'd left the camera in the car. By raining, I mean stair-rods, so neither of us felt compelled to run back up the hill, (the only remaining parking space) to retrieve it. Still, what can I say? It was a baby. They're all pretty much of a muchness, aren't they? Sil, (not the mother of the baby, older sil) was horrified when I didn't want a 'shot' of the baby, how to make myself (even more) unpopular in one fell swoop.

I always hated my babies being taken away from me and being handed down, I found it very distressing, so I just don't do it. Plus the fact, I hate babies being passed around like a parcel, it's a baby, poor thing! There were at least two dozen people there and they all had a shot, except me. Oh, and the father, which was more strange than me not doing! However, we're getting the opportunity for a private viewing at the end of September, because we've been invited to a wedding and youngest sil is going to have the children for the weekend. I'll get a 'shot' then maybe, in peace with no audience, so nobody will see me make this baby scream. It's just a knack I have!

Anyway, I do have a couple of photos from the Safari park, one of the certificate for the boys' sponsorship, but none of their sponsored owl, because it was rehomed two weeks before we went. Pants.

And Rhiannon, on her first day at Academy. I was so relieved when they reintroduced school uniform there a couple of years ago. It looks so much better, gives the children a sense of identity, pride and respect. Makes it a lot easier for clothes too! It's classic black bottoms and jumper and a white top, but that's nice and easy.

More of the wedding later. I'm excited, I don't get out much and haven't been to a wedding for about three years!


Anonymous said...

I LURVE weddings! I can't wait for the next person I know to get married.

I also used to hate having to pass my babies round. For one thing I became very sensitive to the smells of perfumes and deodrants after both births - and could always detect the slightest whiff of a perfume that had been left on my babies when they were handed back to me. I hated that more than anything. I had many an argument with my mother because she would insist upon wearing perfume when she came to stay after baby-births. I couldn't stand it. Not one bit. I probably went round smelling like a cess pool at the time, but it was what I wanted right then!

Lovely photo of Rhianon looking very tall and beautiful.

Lots of love

Ruth xxxxxx

Louise said...

My baby, all growed up! I have so far restrained myself from that, but it's so true! Not quite like me, as you can see. Wait till I have photos of Ciara at the same age, now she is a mini-me, even the way she walks, poor love.

I've been left feeling it's me, there is something wrong with me, but luckily I saw a friend of mine in the playground after the visit and told her what had happened. She just laughed, she's had two babies in the time I've known her and she said, "I'd never just give you one to hold unless I needed you to in an emergency because I know you don't like it, but that's ok, it doesn't offend me. I know it's not because you don't care!" That was reassuring, I just hope the sils know me as well!

The wedding. I'm sooooo excited! Maybe too much to fit in a post/comment though. Five and a half weeks! And I've got to get into those black trousers, or else...

Anonymous said...

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Louise said...

Left this one in, so bizarre!