Following on from Who Am I? I’ve been reflecting a lot today about how the three P’s came into my life… I guess I do this more when it’s one of their birthdays, so I thought I’d share it (but no gory details, don’t worry!).
The Poppet entered our lives just over seven years ago, 5 weeks early (the day after I finished work for Maternity Leave!) and weighing 5lb15oz (I’m afraid that I don’t know the metric conversion and being British that doesn’t bother me!).
Of course our lives changed instantly but she was mostly a relaxed baby so the decision to have another baby soon after was easy to make…
When Poppet was 1 year and 3 weeks old Pickle arrived – 6 years ago today, 2 weeks early, very quickly (30 minute labour) and weighing 7lb6oz.
She was a very chilled out baby – friends used to joke that it had been a fake pregnancy as she slept for most of the first four months of her life! However, as soon as she hit 18 months she really began to live up to her nickname… let’s say it wasn’t so much the terrible twos but more the awful 18 months (and onwards)!
We’d (I’d) always wanted number 3 but we needed a bit of a break when the combination of Poppet and Pickle really hit us! So when Poppet was nearly five and about to start school our little Piccalilli arrived (only a few days early this time, weighing 7lb13oz).
She was the most chilled of all three P’s and, despite now being two, has continued to be a very calm, content little person. I realise I probably write less about her, but I think that’s because (at the moment) she causes us so little concern! Does that mean she’ll be the nightmare teenager? I hope not!