Thursday, December 3, 2009

20. Write lists of Christmas presents for everyone

Bit of a fail today - only Day 3 and I'm already breaking into the 'easy' list items. In my defence, I was out of the house until lunchtime, with a doctor's appointment first thing followed by a play date at a lovely soft play centre complete with song time with an entirely fake Peppa Pig. J-cub showed me up by refusing to clap along to 'If you're happy and you know it...' which he's been doing in the privacy of our own home for about a week now, but as soon as Peppa started singing it, J-cub just sat there with no attempt to join in. He also had a go on a slide and a little wheely bike thing, so he was happy.

After lunch (and lunch with a baby-led weaned baby takes much longer than your average baby-fed lunch), I had to clear up from lunch, then try and get him down for a nap, all your usual motherly type activities. My sister-in-law was due to arrive this evening (and, indeed, has now arrived) so I had all kinds of frantic tidying to do, then felt guilty for neglecting the baby, so played with him for a while, then it was time for tea ... it just went on and on until I realised that I hadn't done anything listy.

So I have now compiled lists of presents I'm buying or making for all my nearest and dearest, which I obviously won't be posting here or Christmas won't be a surprise. And let's face it, Christmas isn't Christmas without surprises.

Instead, let me provide you with a picture of J-cub with the dodgiest Peppa Pig I've ever seen (I haven't actually seen another Peppa Pig, but I can imagine what a real Peppa Pig would look like).


Day 3 - mission complete.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

26. Change J-cub's carseat

Received nice congratulations and a link from the Day Two post on hundreddays.net, big thanks to them. I've also persuaded three other people to join up and get going, one of whom is drawing a picture every day.

The mention on the hundreddays blog made me realise that I haven't made it clear that I'm not going to be doing the items in order. For some of the items (like #7), that would prove impossible, as I have yet to interview anyone so would find it difficult to offer someone a job next Monday.

So today's item was the relatively easy move from a rear-facing car seat to one which faces forward. At just under 9 months, and on the 98th centile for weight and height, J-cub is more than ready. I've been researching a lot recently about which carseat to have. Recent research has shown that it is far safer to keep babies and young children rear-facing until they reach 4 years old. Rear-facing carseats up to this age/weight limit are not readily available in this country though, although a few specialist companies do stock them. They are more expensive than forward-facing ones, and need more room in order to accommodate the child's legs.

We got a new car shortly after J-cub was born, and it became evident that the back seat is much less deep than your average back seat, as his (old) car seat would barely fit. Having taken various measurements and compared them against manufacturers' and specialists' specifications, we realised that there was no chance we were going to get a larger rear-facing seat in there.

So we're sucking it up and going forward-facing as we don't really have any other choice. If anyone reading this is interested in finding out more, there is plenty of information at http://www.rearfacing.co.uk/.

We spent an hour this afternoon in Halfords, we chose the seat, a nice man fitted it, then took it out and got one in a box rather than one that had been on the shop floor, fitted that one, then took it out so I could fit it. J-cub gave it his seal of approval by falling asleep about 5 seconds after we left. It was too dark to get a good photo, so here's a blurry one for now and I'll update it when it's light.

Day 2 - mission complete.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

1. Write a list

1. Write a list
8. Put up curtain rail in study
9. Buy and put up curtains in study
13. Organise books on bookshelves in study
16. Take videos to charity shop
20. Write lists of Christmas presents for everyone
22. Make J-cub cord trousers
34. Frame and put up baby photos
35. Start laundry system
37. Sand and paint skirting board in hall
43. Put up border in nursery
46. Pack maternity clothes away
51. Put up pictures in nursery
52. Make photo albums
55. Empty out and clean wardrobe
56. Put some sort of shelving into wardrobe
57. Organise current clothes into drawers/wardrobe
58. Organise too-small clothes into boxes labelled with size
61. Sort out big kitchen cupboards
62. Weed and remove moss from drive
64. Put up pictures in study
68. Weed gravelly garden bits, replace stones
72. Mulch borders
75. Defer student loans
76. Tidy garden
79. Get my hair cut ready to return to work
81. Cut grass
86. Clean and seal around French windows in kitchen
87. Clean and seal around front door
92. Prune plants in front garden so we can see out the window
95. Reseal around bath
98. Go out for an evening (without J-cub, obvs)
99. Update baby book for J-cub's first year

So that's the list. I've tried to build in some leeway so that I'm not up a ladder painting on Christmas Day or weeding the garden when my parents come to visit. The hundred days start today, and finish (rather neatly) on J-cub's birthday.

I'll also be supplementing my challenge by providing an appropriate photo for each list item number, and I may also be blogging about the more mundane aspects of my life (like reorganising my life isn't mundane enough).

Day 1 - mission complete.

One Hundred Days To Make Me A Better Person

9 months ago, my life changed. I had a baby who tipped my life (and my house) upside-down. If everything had been bolted down in the first place, we would have been survived. But the house (and my life) had accumulated 7 years worth of clutter and nonsense, and now it's just out of control.

Various rooms in the house are able, on demand, to be tidy when required. However, the clutter just gets moved around, so if the downstairs is tidy, then the spare bedroom is jammed full of boxes of stuff. The garden, once beautiful and enjoyable, is overgrown and smells distinctly like a bog. There's an unsold car sitting on the drive, undriven for 8 months. My son has nowhere to go when I return to work. I have no-one to jobshare with when I return to work. The list goes on and on.

So, for the next one hundred days, I'm going to write a list, a big list, a proper list, which targets those areas of my life which are out of control, and I'm going to rein them in. I will do one thing off the list each day, unless I add anything to the list, in which case I'll do as many things extra as required to maintain the list at the appropriate number for that day.

This list is in addition to daily household living, which I'm also going to try and get better at.

I'm also going to attempt some sort of numerical photography project to illustrate the passing of the days.

In 100 days time, I want to be living in a house I'm proud of, that is well organised and safe for a toddler, and that I enjoy coming home to.

I'm just trying to be a better mum.

My name is Beth.

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