Coffee, Cake and Changes

Only family would get me out of bed at 7am on a Sunday morning and miss my usual sleep in to bake a carrot and walnut cake for morning tea. Nothing like a visit from FMIL to get The Boy vacuuming The Penthouse at 8am. We keep the place neat and tidy, but always get a bit particular about it when family are coming around.

We did have a lovely morning. FMIL, The Boy's brother and his friend came down as the brother was performing a half hour set in the afternoon at a show (he is a country music singer). There were lots of laughs and it was just what I needed. As well as comments about how we will all be old grannies before we have kids *rolling eyes*, I don't know if we'll be "grannies" in five years time, but anyway. Apparently my dark hair makes me look younger too. But as my shrink pointed out to me yesterday at our monthly appointment, I am young anyway! I don't want to "look younger" now, because I'll hit 40 one day and look back and think "what was I worried about?" Just like my weight. I look back at pics from school and uni (a size 10-12) and am shocked that I thought I was fat back then. How could I not appreciate my body. I want that body now!

Anyway, I'm just rambling. I am not sure if I will be able to blog much in the next few weeks. There was an incident on Friday that has forced me to change my plans in one area of my life, even though I don't want too. The Boy has been wanting me to make this change for at least 6 months now, but I was determined not too. However, after Friday I can see now I have no choice. I deserve to be happy all of the time. Not just on weekends. So I am sure you can work out what that change is....

So no more blogging during the day for the next few weeks, but I'll still be around reading and commenting, and who knows, maybe I'll blog even more, it could be a good excuse to stop watching all those DVDs I watch "cos there is nothing else to do" (hmmmm appear to have entered a slight rut....) It is for the best, and it is the kick start I need to continue on my journey. I am not going to be held back by disrespectful people anymore. I am happy, I know this is the right thing to do and I am looking forward to the future.

When Are You Getting Married?

It seems that as soon as I turned 27 earlier this year, and therefore officially hit my "late twenties", almost everyone I know has been asking me, "When are you getting married?". Or "When is he getting you the ring?" or "When are you two going to start having children?" Or in the case of FMIL "When are youse gonna give me some grandkids?" So instead of answering these questions over and over I thought I would blog about it and then just refer people to this post.

To begin with, The Boy and I had planned a date to get married, and we went about secretly organising this wedding while being secretly engaged, and then to make it all official complete with all the wedding details. We planned the venue, the invitations, I even found a wonderful dressmaker and photographer. We even designed the "official" ring and everything. However, as we approach the 12 months out mark (and the time to start paying for some deposits), we had a few D&M's over a few weeks and asked ourselves, "What's the rush?" We really thought about what we wanted, and the life we wanted to create for ourselves and as a result of that our priorities changed, and we decided to put the wedding and "official" engagement on hold.

The Boy and I have very generally mapped out how we want out lives to look, and gone into more detail for what we want in the next five years. We have some loose timeframes for events, such as a wedding, however, as I have learnt a lot this year, timeframes sometimes don't mean much at all. Often what you want will happen a lot earlier or a lot later than planned. However it is safe to say it will happen in the next five years and just as safe to say it will not be for at least 18 months. The Boy and I would prefer a short engagement for various reasons so I told him not to bother with the ring this year. There are a few other things we want that we feel would be better pursued now than planning a wedding.

And children? Well the cheeky answer would be when I get a nice big fat diamond. Before I met The Boy I was determined I would never have children and felt my time could be better spend doing something else, and whenever I saw I child I would stare at it like it was a foreign object. However since meeting The Boy and the subsequent growth of our relationship my view has done a 180. We definitely want children and I could think of nothing better to do with my time than to be a mother and whenever I see children now I smile and say "Awwww, I want one too." However, as wonderful as that would be, now is not the right time, while we might be mentally ready, I think in every other aspect we still have some catching up to do. So again, five years yes, 18 months no.

So there are the answers to those questions and a little insight into the life The Boy and I are creating. We are in such a great place right now and it can only get better.

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Welcome Holly and No Pressure

Last week The Boy's Sister gave birth to a beautiful girl they have named Holly. A tiny 7 pounds but absolutely gorgeous. We have not had the chance to meet her yet as she is all the way up in Coffs Harbour but hopefully soon we can. In the meantime we have sent up a gift. I'll be honest I have never really had to buy for a newborn before. All my married/de facto friends don't have children, and neither do any of my cousins that I see, so this was a new experience for me.

Holly is a size 00000, we couldn't find anything in that size, but we did get a 0000 pink jumpsuit and a 000 purple one and a 000 pack of three, which are short sleeved and we figure she will be big enough for them in the summer. I couldn't resist getting the matching socks though, and even though The Boy and I had no idea what we were doing in the Babyswear department at DJ's, I think we have done well. We also got a little something for his sister too because looking after a newborn is a huge job.

Shopping for babies clothes with The Boy was a new and interesting experience. We are in the stage of life where everyone is asking "When are you getting married?" I want to say "When we bloody feel like it and is it ok with you if we decide to focus on other priorities right now, or you could just mind your own business unless you want me asking if you are pregnant." But I just smile and say "Sometime in the next two years." Of course once we get married everyone will then be asking "When are you going to start having children." Well, that may have already started.

The Boy was on the phone to FMIL asking about what size clothes to get for Holly, and FMIL tells us 00000 and then mentions that his sister is going to put away all her baby stuff, her cot, clothes, toys, everything. FOR US. That's right, for us to use in the future. Apparently we are next. Holly is her second and no more planned so apparently The Boy and I are next. How soon is this meant to occur I wonder. We have talked about it, but it is always something in the future, we haven't even assigned a timeline to the process, which is what we do with everything.

I'm not going to worry about it though, I have bigger things to put my attention onto, but I know it will happen someday. Both The Boy and I were making funny faces at all the tiny little clothes. Making "awwww" sounds and "it's so cute". Then kissing and cuddling and suddenly "I want a baby" popped out. It was a side of him I had never seen before, right in front of me he became broody. I must admit I liked it, but once the clothes had been put in a bag and we walked out of there, I could feel myself start to breath quite fast, so I took him off to EB and purchased an xbox game and let him be a boy for the rest of the afternoon. No need to make the future happen right away. I think we should both work out where we are going to live before we bring up the "B" word again.