When we found out at a sixteen week private gender scan that we were having a boy, both myself and Mr E were utterly shocked. When I pictured our family, I always imagined us with little girls. I presume that is because that is all we have known. I don’t think it’s a bad thing to admit, but at some point if we were lucky enough I knew I wanted to have a little girl, so I was thrilled that at our scan with Mads I found out she was a girl. I wanted to experience having a girl, mainly because of my own relationship with my Mum and sister. At that first scan with Mads I was so shocked to be having a girl as I really thought beforehand that we were having a boy. That was the same at my littlest lady’s scan, I thought she was a boy as well. So this time around, I just assumed we would be having another girl and therefore I was shocked when the sonographer said it was a little boy.
It’s funny how your mind persuades you of something, even though you don’t have a clue either way. And the reality is that my ‘feelings’ have been wrong all three times now, with the girls me thinking we were having boys and finally with me thinking we were almost certainly going to have a another girl for our third baby.
A baby is a huge blessing either way and whatever our family makeup was destined to be, we were always going to be thrilled, after all we would be our family. But we genuinely feel incredibly excited to be having a boy on what is almost certainly, all being well, going to be our last child. It feels like a whole new adventure for our last time going through this exhilarating period of raising a small human.
And I can’t help but wonder if it will be different this time round or indeed whether a baby, boy or girl, is just the same but with different bits so to speak. At the end of the day all they need is love, but I can’t help but imagine what our little boy will be like. Will he be more of a Mummy’s boy unlike my Daddy mad girls? Will he sleep as well as them? Will he walk sooner? Talk sooner? Be more hyper? Be super affectionate like his big sister? Have the same blondy/brown curls? It all feels so different to me and I am so excited to be experiencing what feels like a whole new adventure.
The other day we gave away ten huge bags of clothes to charity- beautiful dresses with frills, little flowery rompers, lacy shorts and pink baby grows galore. It seems that back in the baby days I was obsessed with very gender specific clothing and I loved anything that was as girly as can be. We are effectively starting again- those baby boy sections in the shops that I previously neglected are now at the forefront of my mind- I absentmindedly walk around looking at the cute little outfits and I imagine what our little boy will be like. The reality is I have two little ‘tomboys’ so I rarely buy anything pink or frilly anymore and in fact Mads often buys things from the boy section, but still I am excited to be dressing a newborn little boy in those teeny tiny outfits.
We genuinely thought we would stop at two children and although a much planned and wanted little person, we have forgotten about what baby things we actually need and a lot of our bits and pieces for the girls will need to be replaced, having either been sold, donated to friends and forgotten about along the way, or just generally are a bit tatty after two children. Our baby monitor is on it’s last legs with its missing buttons so that will need to be replaced, our borrowed moses basket went back to a friend a long time ago, and our bright pink buggy (told you I went a bit pink crazy!) was sold years before. All the baby items in the shop seem really new and exciting, it seems the world of babies has moved on since I shopped five years ago, (we didn’t buy much for LL as she mostly had her sister’s hand me downs) so I am loving seeing what is out there for our little blue bump.
You may be able to see from photos on this blog that we love colour in our family. Our house is not for stepping into when you have a headache, for from the second you walk in and see our mustard print wallpaper in our living room, or head upstairs and see our girls bright rainbow bedroom, you will see that we just love bright colours. I’m a huge fan of happy colours and bright prints and I love dressing our girls in clothes that exude happiness and cheer even on a dull and grey day. A while ago an email popped into my inbox from Cosatto, a brand that I have long admired, asking if I would like to work with them over the remainder of my pregnancy and once the baby is here.
Of course I jumped at the chance, with their dazzling prints, super bright colours and bold patterns, they were right up my (colourful) street. Their mission is to ‘save the world from boring baby stuff’ and that couldn’t be more true. I will be writing a series of posts on my blog for Cosatto, as well as having the chance to review some of their amazing collection once our little bump has arrived in the world. Having followed Cosatto on social media for years, I can vouch for the fact that they are a super friendly bunch, but I am so excited to finally be able to try out the brand for myself.
A couple of days ago the most exciting delivery arrived at our house and I was so excited when I saw the lorry pull up that Mr E wondered what was wrong with me. Inside a couple of large cardboard boxes sits the future chariot for my little bump- a gorgeous duck egg blue Cosatto Ooba. Having had friends who have had the Ooba travel system, almost every single one of them have told me that it is the best pushchair they have owned, so I am really excited to try it out once baby is here. I didn’t have a pram with LL, just a stroller type buggy, so I am so excited to push a teeny tiny newborn in a pram again. I am just am counting down the days till, all being well, he is here safe and sound and ready to try out his new wheels.
I often have to pinch myself about the opportunities this blog brings me, not least to be able to work with like minded brands. Cosatto couldn’t be a better brand for me with their love of colour, prints and pattern and I literally am over the moon to be owning one of their pushchairs, as I feel that I can really share in their mission and passion. Plus they are one of the nicest and friendliest brands around and so I am thrilled to be working with them over the current months.
In the meantime, I’ll leave you with some of my new favourite recent colourful photos of the girls, taken last week when there was a frost on the ground and the sun was shining in the sky. They have shiny red noses and look so happy and close- they really are the best of friends. I can’t wait until there is another little person in the photo joining them…
NB: We are working with Cosatto on a series of posts over the coming months, plus reviewing some of their gorgeous products. All words and opinions are entirely my own.1