Cheeky Monkeys!

Up and out bright and early today for a train at 10:20! Misjudged the trip time a little and the train was at the station when I arrived, so I ran and got on. Fortunately the ticket inspector was nice, and presumuably my pram and hot sweaty face showed I wasn't trying to fare dodge and I bought one on it.

A friend then collected us from the station and we went off to the Cheeky Monkeys thing. On the tombola I won some spoons (yay!), and I did a plate with Orn's hand and foot prints (I then lost the reciept, so need to email the lady and ask where to collect it from). I then had some photos taken, and a man from the paper took photos of the photographer taking photos of Orn (ooh, meta). 

Afterwards I popped in to town to ask if they had any Anbesol in Superdrug, they didn't, but phoned the warehouse and ordered some in. Yay!

The Ornlympics Opening Ceremony

Adorable snapshot of Orn and
a little friend holding hands!

We did the traditional Friday trip to the NCT group in Rugby (having missed the last two waiting for a parcel...the same parcel...). We were discussing homeopathy (pffft), essential oils (and the consensus was that tea tree is good for EVERYTHING) and the Grow Your Own Drugs book. I mentioned that the amber teething anklet hasn't worked (shock horror!) but it is so very cute.


In the evening we went to Orn's 3rd BBQ at the house of one of the students in Daddy's lab. We watched the Olympics opening ceremony projected onto a sheet on their back wall. She was in good sprits, entertaining everyone by trying to grab beer bottles. Around 9:15 she had a big cry and seemed tired, after a bit of a struggle she slept in her pram (eek, her spine!) until midnight when the ceremony ended and it was time to go home. This earlier to bed thing is starting to work.

Some of the fireworks!

 
 

*sniff* Bye bye clothes

Today I posted off the first two batches of Orna's clothes that I've ebayed. There are quite a few I am currently refusing to part with, but I have to be realistic, with no plans for number 2 and limited storage space we just don't need them. As much as I would like it, she's never going to shrink to fit back into them...

The white stuff was all the "newborn" things we got to take to the hospital that were so huge on her, the right hand side was trousers and dungarees we got before she was born (bye bye fluffy penguin), and some vests that were a present afterwards (amusingly, once we knew she was a girl).

We went to the NCT group in the afternoon, where Orn showed off with her rolling over, threw a big hissy fit then finally settled to sleep, then was in a good mood all evening! She did refuse an evening nap, but finally dropped off at 10:30, leaving Mummy and Daddy to have a nice glass of wine.

Friday schmiday

Did our normal Friday jaunt to the NCT group. On the way to the train station I passed the 585, which happened to be being driven by one of the drivers who normally does the bus I got to work. He waved and smiled and pointed excitely at the pram, which was nice.

Orn and her "boyfriend" had a fist-chew off staring at each other (yay, she's finally noticing other babies!). Decided to nip around the shops afterwards and get the bus home, we must have missed one, then one turned up 10 mins late and announced he wasn't going all the way. Grrrr. Poor Orna was pretty hungry by the time we got home, and I thought my boobs were going to burst!

A picnic in the park

Today we met Orna's boyfriends (and their Mums) at Coombe Abbey for a walk and a picnic. We saw lots of squirrels (which Mummy liked), and Orna seemed to enjoy gawping at the trees and things. We then sat down for lunch and it all went a bit pear shaped, she screamed and screamed and wouldn't calm down, eventually putting her in the pushchair and moving her back and forth got to sleep. All was well, I finished my lunch and then she woke up and it happened again. She launched herself at my finger and chewed like billy-o, so I think her teeth were bothering her again. 25ml of galpamol and she settled beautifully.

In the evening, we went out to Taybarn's (classy!) for Daddy's Birthday (having been unable to go out on his actual Birthday as we were testing out the washing machine). We planned to go to Nando's but there was a huge wait for a table, something we can't really do with a baby in tow.