More LBM magic....
It's not that we don't get on with our neighbour. Well, ok it is exactly that actually. She's the grumpiest women I have known on earth. Ever. Well then you would be too I guess if you only had 42% of your teeth and a beard that would challenge even Jack Sparrow. She never says hello. The most I get is a kind of a Gruffalo grunt as she shuffles past our back door. This morning, however, the door was open whilst I was struggling to hoover up the mountain of dog hair that seems to accumulate on a daily basis. Why did we buy a house with cream ceramic floor tiles again? Somebody shoot me. She shuffled past the door and stopped. "Have you got a new addition to the family?" she asked. Now I would usually automatically assume she was just being nosey. I expected it wouldn't have been long for the word to spread like wildfire around the village. But she actually seemed genuinely interested. She asked a few questions about him and then turned to shuffle off. But then she stopped, turned back and said " I have just one thing to say..." Oh lord, I thought, here we go. But she took me by surprise and said "What a wonderful Christmas present to you. Congratulations to you both." Oh my hat...I was speechless. The women does in fact have a heart and soul and it's taken the arrival of LBM to bring them out in all their glory. Wow.
Our other neighbours are a delight and they are so excited about him. They have already donated a pile of kiddie books for him to enjoy. Well I say enjoy...he currently prefers to throw books on the floor. But you know, we'll get there. Baby steps...baby steps!
Miss Scarlett will be round early tomorrow and I expect will want to know our decision about LBM's sister. I want to say yes but LRUN is still not convinced this is the best thing for us. The thing is, I know he is right (it's annoying that he generally is) but sometimes life is all about taking risks, isn't it? Gah! I'm off to bake a Gingerbread Loaf to de-stress.
About Me
- mummy in the baking
- This blog is about me and my voyage to becoming a mummy. Ironically called “mummy in the baking” as together with my passion and obsession for all things cake related, I will never be able to have my own "bun in the oven." Years of fertility treatment have taken their toll and I now find myself on a new..eek, i hate this word...journey! The crazy train to adoption. I hope you will join me while I bake my way to becoming a mummy. I want this blog to be a source of information as well as a comforter. I hope it will inspire and help anyone who is considering adoption or who has in fact already bought their ticket for this..here I go again...journey. Cake makes me happy and I hope you will enjoy sharing my love of it. I want it to help lift your spirits and hearts through what can only be described as 'the trials and tribulations of the adoption process.' Along with my desire to be a family, I love my dogs, have an unhealthy love of sausages and chenin blanc, adore my land rover uber-nerd of a husband and continiously dream of balmy summer evenings. Baking in progress…..
Go with your heart, everything else you can change as you see fit but this is one opportunity you will not get again, love to you both xx
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