No bra or half a dozen doughnuts?

As my pregnancy progresses I have formed into what can only be described as a toddler. My main priorities are: napping and food. I’m already thinking about what I am having for dinner as I’m cutting my cheese sandwich in half and yawning.

So yesterday it’s 9am and Matthew and I are deciding what we should do with the day, working around eating times, obviously. He suggested going to our local shopping centre and this was my process:

“Can I be bothered to put on a bra?”

“Does the Metro have Krispy Crème?”

“Have I washed my ‘fat day’ leggings?”

After asking and answering these questions in a Shakespearean style soliloquy, I decided that doughnuts were worth putting a bra on for.

What has my life come to?


Love Aimee and Baby M.


Pregnant Priorities.

I’m not going to lie, my priorities during this pregnancy have been very limited but consistent. Those priorities being:

  1. Sleep
  2. Food.

Yep. Just two. And I do honestly, fear for these two if I go out at times that don’t fit in with my sleep/food routine.

I like to be in my pyjamas by 9pm so that I can relaz. HAHAHAHAHA. Who am I kidding? I’m pyjama’d up by about 4pm. Absolutely loving life. And, of course, I must have access to all foods at all times. Even ones I don’t want.

Matthew nearly got in the way of the food situation last night. It was nearly fatal. FOR HIM. He’s learning quickly though.

What are your priorities?

Love Aimee and Baby M.


Ebay delivery!

Since knowing I was going to be a mum I have been searching everywhere for bargains. Not that we necessarily need to be hunting high and low for them, but I get a kick out of saving money. I have already signed up to Bounty and Emma’s Diary and have collected some of my mummy packs (which are great by the way!)

So I have been scouring Ebay like a mad woman saving and watching everything that’s pretty, girly and pink. It’s being driving Matthew mad, as every 15 minutes he’ll either get a reminder notification or a ‘YOU WON!’. He says I have issues…

My four little purchases came through yesterday and I was overjoyed! All of the items are brand new with tags and are bloody adorable!

  1. Pair of 9-12 George cargo trousers in khaki. These are absolutely adorable and so soft! As you can see, their main colour is an army green and part of the pockets and turns up are of a bright orange colour and florally. I just thought they’d be perfect for activity days 🙂
  2. John Lewis 9-12 blue corduroy bunny dress.  I love corduroy! I love the feeling and the look, it reminds me of the winter months and layering. The dress is dotted with little white rabbits, pink flowers and green leaves. It’ll be perfect over a baby grow and white a pair of white woolly tights.
  3. MandCo 9-12 white cotton and blue dress. This dress is beautiful. It’s cool white cotton so ideal for a little active munchkin and the blue embroidered hem just adds a beautiful nautical touch. This adorable number also has a tie up at the back which you can make a bow with. So so cute!
  4. Matalan 9-12 pink and white check dress. This one is probably my favourite. It’s material is almost a soft boucle one and a warm outfit for the winter. It’s super soft and has a pretty gold thread running through it. It has two working pockets on the front that have a lace overlay. This is a very girly dress and will work perfectly with white tights.


I’m so excited for Baby M to be here. Not so excited about the melon size of it coming out of me though.

Love Aimee and Baby M.


I’m dreaming of a…….

Of an anything, at the moment. You would not believe. These are the dreams to date that are totally bizarre and had me waking up in cold sweats:

  1. I was abducted and placed into an Italian Convent in Serbia where I was made to smile all day and eat blended vegetables. I was then expected to report back to the Chief regarding the condition of the blended vegetables, with a smile.
  2. I was 6 months pregnant and at the cinema, standard. People were coming up to me saying that my waters had broken, they hadn’t, and that I must go to hospital. Forced into hospital, I was pleading with nurses to listen to me but they wouldn’t. So I wasn’t in labour but everyone thought I was. Before I knew it, people were coming in to congratulate me on the birth of my child, that I didn’t have.
  3. My baby was 4 weeks old and I forgot to feed her. She didn’t cry or anything but I randomly remembered that I hadn’t bought any milk.

I wake up confused and concerned for my own mental sanity on a daily basis. Vivid dreams are normal during pregnancy, but this is taking the biscuit!

Ooooo biscuits…..

Love Aimee and Baby M.



Hormones suck!

There’s nothing mysterious about that title is there!

Hormones really suck. I cried last night because we didn’t have scones, jam and clotted cream ready to hand (as if this is standard purchase for the average weekly food shop!) But not just tears in my eyes, a proper full on meltdown. So much so that Matthew just told me to go to bed because I must be tired.

Yes I was tired.



So after being summoned to bed, I stormed upstairs (teenage style) and shouted down that I would be moving to Devon or Cornwall where they have scones, jam and cream on tap. Matthew wants a postcard.

It seems that this pregnancy has actually converted me into the three year older that I will have, in three years time. I woke up this morning absolutely fine, like nothing had happened.

Scones, jam and cream are now making me feel nauseous. I HATE hormones.


Love Aimee and Baby M.


Mumma comfort.

IMG_5747.JPGIt’s 8:30pm and I’m in bed feeling a little bit sorry for myself. Hot chocolate and biscuits are comforting me though. I feel a little better.

I just want to be cared for and asked how I am sometimes. I don’t think that’s too much to ask for.

In the mean time…Cadbury is making a fortune out of me!


Tummy Touchers.

This is a new thing for me to experience. It makes me feel mightily awkward, invaded and disgusted. WHY DO PEOPLE KEEP TOUCHING MY TUMMY?!

The only time this ever happened before was when I was below the age of 6 and I had a tummy ache. My mum would rub my stomach and I would miraculously feel better. But now, it’s just an invasion of my privacy.

The audacity of moving into my personal space and touching my body…WITHOUT MY PERMISSION! *deep breaths*

Has anyone else experienced this?

I’m always too polite to tell them to step away from my bump because my hormones will rage into something they’ve never seen before. So I usually just awkwardly smile, nervously laugh and step back (to limit the touching to a max of two seconds).



*turns off caps lock and stops bashing keys on keyboard*

*hunts for chocolate*


Love Aimee and Baby M.



The Mother’s Guilt..


I can already feel it bubbling away. Scratching at my conscience screaming “HOW COULD YOU?” Tugging on my shirt sleeve and reminding me that I have to return to work after I have had my baby.

I feel like the world’s worst mum, already. Oh what a lovely idea to have a baby! Oh welcome to the world baby! Let’s have a fun 9/12 months together baby! Bye baby mummy has to work! I just feel so selfish.

Will that feeling go?

Millions of women do it. Billions probably.

I know I am working for the right reasons…a better life and future (BLAH BLAH BLAH) but the feeling of someone else witnessing MY baby’s first steps and all of the other milestones makes my blood rage and my rage boil!

Fingers crossed for winning the lottery.

Don’t hate me baby.

Love Aimee and Baby M.


3D/4D scans, are they worth it?

As you might have read from my last post, I attended my Gender Scan on Saturday and found out that we are having a beautiful baby girl! During the scan, which I wasn’t aware of, the midwife showed Matthew and I a 3D ultrasound of our little womb invader. Have you had one? They’re amazing. Peculiar but amazing.

You could see Baby M’s little face, hands and facial expressions so clearly. At one point I thought she was smiling! (I can already tell that I am going that parent who documents everything and loses her mind over the tiniest of things!) But it was simply amazing. Seeing as she is still developing, the image was a little odd at times and she did look like a Space Raider crisp with her little eyes and forming skull. My beautiful little Space Raider.

The one part that I didn’t like was when Baby M kept putting her little hands up by her face almost saying:


At that point it wasn’t fun anymore 😦 I felt very intrusive and a bad mummy.

The photographs are brilliant though, I’m already thinking of how I can scrap book them! Hold me back! The stickers are coming out!

How did you find your scans?

Love Aimee and Baby M


Sugar and Spice and All Things…

That’s right…nice. It’s a girl! We’re so thrilled!

My partner’s family haven’t had a girl in their family for 85 years, so it’s a pretty big deal. It’s all very exciting and a little overwhelming!

I did the thing that most women do and went crazy with buying pink and lemon. It’s so refreshing to buy colours and not just grey…up to a week ago I was having a very miserable baby!

We’ve already started coming up with some names but we’re saving them all and keeping it a secret. All will be revealed when I have pushed a watermelon out of my womanly area *cringes*

So, I just thought I’d update you all! It’s a girl. My mum was right and Matthew is already taking up boxing to fight off future boyfriends. You think I’m joking…

God help me!

Love Aimee and Baby Mitchell