“Let me start by saying Reagan is much better than a couple of days ago, mommy was with her constantly and as normal Reagan was happy. She’s still teething and gnawing on anything you give her, she still has a rash but the calamine lotion helps that but apart that a content little girl again!”
I had the idea that this weekend would be a good time to sort the house out, with that statement I do NOT mean it needed sorting I mean I had a couple of ideas firstly we had to give the mattress we borrowed off me mum when Grandma Pam visited, so I dreamt we could move the armchair by the window in the living room up to Reagan’s room so we could use that to rest on and feed her at night before bed. I suggested it to Jamie and she thought it was a good idea and we did it.
The other thing I wanted to do is get back up the loft and start work on the conversion again which I have wanted to do for a while but the loft was a complete tip and needed sorting out and tidying before any work could start so I had put it off, so once we had done the heavy moving in Reagan’s room I disappeared up the loft and blitzed it making a working area and set about picking up where I left of a few moths ago.
For those of you who don’t know about my loft project I have been converting it into a usable room for years just chipping away at it when I can but got side tracked a couple of years ago revisiting it recently with a vengeance but Reagan happened and again I got busy elsewhere? Here is the project so far….
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Reagan is ‘different’ and I am worried but am I being too laid back trying to make Jamie not freak out. When I say that I must stress that although Reagan has a viral infection the signs are subtle and there isn’t enough wrong with her to “freak out” about. My problem is I can be brave\strong for everyone else, so well in fact, that I am scared I will make us miss something….?
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Our first problem with Reagan happened yesterday, nothing to worry about so they say but a viral infection sounds bad when a doctor tells you its there. Reagan over the last few days has been unusually fussy and her daily demeanour had changed nut hugely but you could tell something was different. We noticed her biting a lot onto her chewy toys and suspected teething to be the issue and were happy to just ride the storm allowing her to work them through herself and be on hand to help reassure and cuddle her while she does. She was due to have her second set of ‘jections yesterday and mommy took her down to the clinic with a few questions about teething fussiness and the rash she had on her belly. When the nurse saw Reagan she said she would like a doctor to see her just to see the rash and this is where they said best not to give the ‘jections today as little Reagan has a virul infection which she needs to get over first and to give her Calpol, calamine lotion for the rash and most importantly loads of extra cuddles and she will be fine.
“She will be fine” is most likely true but like all parents when something is wrong with your child you are concerned, as we were, but we are also calm people and went about our routine as normal just adding the Calpol and lotion as instructed. We decided mommy was to administer medicine, if both do it there is a chance you can administer twice so with my help we squirted Calpol into Reagan’s mouth and even though we had a really unusual face pulled she swallowed it all while I distracted her by being silly and talking and dancing (the things we thought we’d never do, eh? lol) and before bed mommy applied lotion to the rash while I held her.
She slept good until 7 even though I have to say I listened harder than I have for a long time for the reassuring grunts squeaks and groans of a sleeping Reagan almost getting up a couple of times before hearing them. This morning seemed no different from any other for her she saw me peer into her cot and a smile broke across her face (a fantastic moment everyday for me!) and I picked her up and changed her. The only difference was as I was buttoning her jamas back up a really worried look came on her face I had never seen before as she raised both legs straight in to the air and a huge trump could be heard across three streets before the smile came back on her face and I thought ‘she is getting more like her mom everyday!’
I will end this one by say I am looking across the room at both of them sleeping and can say without doubt that mommy will never see harm come to that little girl as long as she has breath in her body and will love her back to full fitness and health if anything like a virul infection does get past her.
Anyone who knows my story will know what a dilemma I faced tonight when Jamie rose from the sofa and made her way towards the kitchen and let out an almighty scream shouting OMG Sasha what have you got there? Followed by an even louder squeal as she jumped on the chair by the door shushing Sasha and telling her to leave whatever she had alone!
I got up and made me way to the door to be confronted by our cat tormenting a “FROG” on the kitchen floor…as I got to the door Jamie ‘shushed’ the cat again only managing to goz on me face while doing so? The cat was oblivious to all this poking and prodding its pray which by now was near the cupboards my dilemma was I had a wife going crazy on one side a cat going crazy on the other and I will NOT touch frogs so what to do?
Jamie was still shushing the cat away and it was like a wall of phlegm hitting me and hampering my thought process I quickly decided to fetch a shovel from outside and try scooping it up thinking if it jumped my way I would just drop the shovel. With shovel in hand I shooed the cat away from it pray and tentatively scooped up the frog and ran outside to tip it into the pond and watch it swim for cover…panic over!
I returned to the house as Jamie was getting down from her perch “brave girl” lol
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It began to play on my mind a few weeks ago that I had a forty year old bottle of wine sat under the stairs (or as like to call in the wine cellar) and that I would like to open it and drink it to celebrate both of the things I started this blog for…the birth of Reagan Grace and me turning forty! The days and weeks straight after both events were manic and because of breastfeeding commitments Jamie didn’t really drink anyway so the occasion never arose.
So I decided that last night was the occasion and began to prepare on Wednesday by standing the bottle upright which the instructions said to do to allow the natural sediment of vintage wine to drop to the bottom of the bottle. We planned to accompany such a special bottle of wine with a smorgasbord of special cheeses crusty bread and crackers from Godfrey C Williams in Sandbach.
The first job of the night was to get Reagan off to bed but before we did we needed to open the bottle decant the wine into glasses and allow it to breathe for an hour so as 20:00 (Reagan’s bedtime) approached I actually felt nervous about just opening the bottle.
I first cut the foil using the knife supplied in the box and removed it to expose the top of the cork, then took a deep breath and began to screw the corkscrew threw the cork until it was completely in and then gave it a tug realising straight away that it was going nowhere but Jamie reminded me how to actually use the corkscrew and the cork began to come out. As it came out of the bottle the bottom of the cork came away luckily in on piece and I quickly picked it out of the neck and the bottle was breathing for the first time in forty years.
We both sniffed the cork and were both surprised how rich the smell was, almost sherry like in my opinion. Now the bottle was open I needed to pour it and the instructions warned of the sediment and how to slowly so that it stays in the bottle and that the wine will be best poured into a decanter and left to breath but we chose to pour it into two glasses. Nervously I began to pour the first glass and slowly the wine came into view and after pouring a good glass poured the as slowly as the first and sat them both on the table. We both sniffed the wine then but didn’t taste the smell was not as strong as the cork but was very rich and woody with maybe a fruity tinge (my best attempt at descriptive wine appreciation) We then left to put Reagan to bed.
Over an hour had passed when we sat at the table and looked at each other then the wine and said “shall we taste, then” We both tried to do what we had learned about wine appreciation and looked at the colour which in my opinion was lighter than I usually like but beautiful rich red when held up to a candle. Swirling it around then in the glass I then sniffed the wine and the smell had completely changed from an hour ago now still only a hint of fruitiness but a now earthier woody nose was there (yes I used the word nose, ooo get me lol)
THE TASTE: We both took a sip and let it wash over our tongues and let it linger in our mouths for a few seconds making sure to cover every bit in the wine before swallowing. While the wine was in my mouth I aware how light bodied it was and that there was more fruit in the taste than the smell but after it left my mouth it was different again with an almost ‘metallic’ taste followed by the woodiness I had smelled earlier. First the sides of my tongue lit up after swallowing having a slight tingle from the back to near the tip the best and most rich flavour was on the middle of my tongue and there was a warmth to in my throat. Next we drew air threw our next sip and was treated to the fruitiness of the wine more but I will say you had to go looking for the fruit around the woody flavours.
The formalities over we toasted Reagan Grace and sat back to enjoy our first bottle of proper vintage wine taking leisurely relaxed sips trying savour every drop before we embarked on our cheese ‘fest of Tradition Farmhouse Cheddar, Danish Blue, Redwood Smoked, St Paulin soft and creamy and a cheddar with chilli chive and lime and possibly ruin our wine palette.
Pouring our second glasses as slowly as the first we saw the sediment arrive and stopped before the glasses were ruined and were both surprised how much there was. The second glass was equally as stunning as the first and I am very impressed how much more ‘complex’ a vintage wine is from the Hardy’s Bin 53 I usually drink and thank my wife for giving me the opportunity to experience it. As we got to the bottom of the second glass we both started taking smaller sips trying to prolong the experience but as took our last sips together we both said it was a SUPERB wine and only wish we could do this all the time!
It took an hour and half to drink two glasses of wine (and anyone that knows me at all knows that has NEVER happened before lol) but it was a wine to savour and savour it we did. After that we opened a bottle of my favourite Hardy’s Bin 53 and I was shocked how revolting it tasted after such a special wine. and I struggled to drink a glass of it before we went to bed….I managed though 😉
Here’s to being 40 and to our daughter REAGAN GRACE!
Everyday Reagan goes to bed at 8pm and is asleep by 9pm she sleeps with out a murmur until 06:30 and then begins to wake and thrutch and usually by 07:00 I go and pick her up….
So why is it when mom and dad have a chance of lying in on a Saturday morning is Reagan wide awake at 05:00
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My blog has taken a back seat as I have been spending a lot of time preparing my websites for the 2010 – 2011 pool season but I am back and have a lot to tell you about Reagan
She has become so aware of her surroundings just lately and will follow movement and reacts to sounds and will look in the sounds direction. She loves to stand up straightening her legs and if she concentrates can stand for quite sometimes while you steady her but collapses into your arms when she forgets to keep her legs straight lol
Giggling is the new thing and over the last 3 or 4 days Jamie and me have actually got her giggling…I will try to capture it on video as soon as I can because it will melt you heart when you hear it. Along with giggling she has found her voice and can talk in baby language for ages to you or just to herself and the excited sounds that come from her when she realises it is her that is making the noise makes us smile.
Today I have noticed she is learning to play, she can grip things like the cloth book that Ian’s sister bought her and put it in her mouth for a lick first then a full on suck! It still fascinates me to watch her learn by trial and error and perseverance too because she realises what she want to achieve but her body is not quite in synch with her yet.
Dad! Not when I just got out of the bath 🙁
I will endeavour to update the blog everyday again from now on and add more photo’s but we haven’t been taking very many of those either. What I have done is record her waking up every morning and there will 4 videos posted here shortly of the smile I get when she sees and recognises me.
My dog Jack is such a good friend and has been forever I love him dearly all he wants from me is food, a walk twice a day, warmth and a roof? Just lately his eyes are letting him down but he is fine apart from the blindness, so full of life. It breaks my heart to see him getting old but hopefully he’s has a few years left in him yet!
I know that there will be a day when I have to say goodbye….but not yet 🙂
We got up at 5am and were out of the house by 06:20 and had a perfect drive down in the new car stopping off just once for a coffee and to sort Reagan out we called ahead and asked Patty where they were and they said still at home so we decided to call there first arriving at 11:00. After our last visit when we got a snotty letter from their neighbour for parking on the “public” highway I decided it would be nice to test our new cars horn as we pulled up, beep beeping loudly a few times as we pulled up LOL!
We followed Ian & Patty to Burley and decided to meet up for a picnic with them later.
Our B & B, Littlemead in Burley was a very beautiful house with a cider apple orchard to the side of it surrounded by fantastic scenery. Burley itself is a lovely little village with a few quaint shops a couple of pubs a school and a cricket club right next to a golf club. We would have loved to have stayed there a couple nights and had a look around that part of the New Forest.
We went for a picnic with Ian, Patty, Rob, Mel, Jan, Abel & Roger over in one of the many picnic areas, this particular one was perfectly situated next to the village cricket pitch where there was a game being played but just as we got settled some of the wild horses that roam freely in the New Forest decided to roam freely right through the middle of our picnic scattering us to all corners lol we regrouped and we sat around for about an hour chatting and eating our picnic and it was just nice to meet some of the other guests before the party. We returned to the B & B to get ready our selves and get Reagan into the cutest little party dress you ever saw once done we drove the short distance to the Old Buck Inn where we met up with those from earlier and the rest of the guests and settled down to showing off sorry I mean introducing our “little miss party girl” daughter…..sorry but I’m a proud dad…..to those who hadn’t already met her! Jo and Jason arrived who we hadn’t seen for a while so it was nice to catch up with them and it was also nice to meet Lucy and Chris again who we met briefly on our trip to the ‘enge. Katherine made a point of welcoming us even giving Reagan a gift which we loved and Reagan will too! Special mention must go to the refreshments which the happy couple laid on London Pride was excellent and the Hog Roast butty’s were FERNOMINIZAL! easily the best crackling I’ve ever tasted. I had two pork butty’s and would have happily sat and eaten two more but I feared an explosion of suicide bomber proportion if I did lol.
As the evening progressed they arranged a quiz for everyone and the party moved indoors but we needed to get Reagan to sleep so we stopped outside for a while and bless her she fell asleep pretty quickly. As the quiz had started we decided to find a spot off the side of where everyone was and although we were having a great time couldn’t wait for the quiz to end to we could carry on talking to our old and new friends. Alas just as we were all having a natter and shouting at each other, as you do when your drunk, like all party’s the dreaded “your taxi’s outside” was heard and we began those looooooooong drunken goodbye’s that taxi drivers must hate hahaha!
Great party it was just over far too soon but a big thanks to Patty and Ian for inviting us, and I think Patty enjoyed it?
The next morning I walked back to the pub to pick the car up, we had nothing planned so we decided to go to the beach and asked the landlady for a road atlas and found we were 20 minutes from Bournemouth so that’s where we headed after breakfast. Although slightly overcast it was warm when the sun came out so we headed straight for the beach with the intention of staying there until Jamie’s hangover had subsided (lol) I had avoided a hangover by luck rather that judgement but we settled in our spot on the beach and watched the world pass us by. We paddled in the sea and sunbathed for a couple of hours making sure Reagan didn’t catch any of the direct sun which was by now OUT and very warm, they say sea air and sun burns quickly and I can vouch that it does!!!
We wandered into Bournemouth for some lunch and got ripped off by the local fish and chip shop who served it with the skin still on(?) and no mushy peas…the dirty bastards! We took them back to the beach and ate them by the sea which did make them taste slightly better until a gust of wind blew sand in Jamie’s which sort of finished it off 🙁
Quote of the day while sat at the beach watching & judging all the other beach bums was from Jamie who said “You don’t see a lot of big over weight Indians do you? Which is strange when you consider all they eat is curry!” There’s nothing you can add to that….. I just fell about laughing!
Deciding that it was time to head home was a difficult decision because we knew it was raining up north but even if it was snowing I always love to get back to everything northern no matter where I’ve been so we packed our stuff up got in the car and chose navigate to ‘HOME’ in the sat nav and set off.
It was 15:15 when we left the petrol station in Bournemouth and about 15:25 on the motorway when a car past us with its occupants gesticulating at me that something was wrong with our car? Realising I hadnt shut the filler cap I pulled over and shut it oooops! It seemed such a long way home especially because the air con in our new car needs re gassing which I wished I’d done on numerous occasions driving home a couple of stops and some steady motorway driving and it was 19:05 as we pulled of at junction 18 Middlewich and it was a queue for second Quote of the day again from Jamie as a stench of cow shit wafted into the car “Smell that Reagan that’s the smell of home…..!” LOL…..OK?