Due date has been and gone!

My due date was an anti-climax all day. Well that is until about 8pm when I started to feel regular pains. I told Mark at 9pm and we started to time them. Approximately every 6-8 minutes. However I kept on producing alot of wind which can confuse things!!
So I phoned the hosp and said can I come and see if its false labour or established and whilst I was running around packing bags and making Georgias lunch etc the pains subsided!! Isn't that typical.
Got to the hosp and they said the pain is caused by baby's head banging on my cervix as he is trying to get himself into position. She did an examination which can sometimes trigger labour. So I came home and had a hot bath and took some painkillers, as by then I really was hurting. Went to bed and NOTHING!! I just slept all night.
Which wasn't a bad thing as we didn't go to bed until after mid-night so Georgia is knackered, which is a good job for tonight (if she stays awake after school.)
Many thanks to Helena and Steve who looked after her at short notice and no doubt will have to do it all over again soon. Fingers crossed!!

Xmas photos before I accidently delete them!!!

Steve's Birthday Page

I didn't have the right coloured card stock for the background so used some thin cardboard that had come with a pack of papers and it matches perfectly with the Basic Grey papers.
Georgia took the photos with my camera on Xmas Eve and although they aren't great they still tell a story. I quite like the quirky camera angle that being 5 years old gives you. (unless it exposes my double chin!)
The journelling inside is about me asking Mark what did he say to Steven when they were little and used to poke their tongues out at each other. He replied we didn't do that we just punched each other!! So I have used a saying that was in my family and Georgia says now:
"Same to you to"

New Years Gremlins

I hate pc's. They just ain't my thing and because I am rubbish on them, they get more complicated each time. I am currently about to jump out of the window having just lost all of my Xmas photos and Georgia's school nativity.
I keep on telling Georgia that people are more important than material goods but try telling that to yourself when you have lost the last 6 months of photos. I did say to Mark that at least it has halved my scrapbooking load and reduced the number of projects that I didn't have time to do but still dreamed of the finished project in my head!!
At least I went to Tesco's the day after her birthday and backed up those photos on disk. If only I had done that this week.
I call for a return to old fashioned printing and negatives! Anyone want to sign my petition.

Waiting to be a Mum (feels like forever!)

I copied the concept for this page from someone else's in Scrapbook Inspirations and changed the flourishes to ribbons. Which Helena conveniently gave me for Xmas. Thanks H.

It was quick and easy, being black and white made it simple to match up items.I also enjoyed doing my journelling on the outside of my page, knowing that even if it was messy it would still go with the overall look of the page.

Chloe's Hat Box

I mentioned this in an earlier blog, and somehow lost the photo's so Chloe has kindly lent it to me so I can photograph it.
I used a box given to me from a friend that was full of nice things for expectant Mums. I always knew I would use it for Chloe because it's purple and I don't particularly like purple. I had some papers that have always had Chloes name on them. It was simply a case of tearing and layering, sealing with sparkle mod podge and creating the handle with lsrge eye-lets and the handle of an old birthday bag.

Novembers Lesson

Tracey set the challenge of using hinges. She gave instructions on making them but I wanted this page to look quite masculine, so I used some metal ones. You can't say I took the easy route because they are a B----er to attach. In the end I took out the snaps and used brads and you can't even tell the difference. Bazil flowers, Bazil Paper a Rusty Pickle sticker to finish it.
The journelling and hidden pictures tells the story of our costumes.