Concerts, Cakes, Crashing on couches and Cross stitches

Charlie 1 day old
Me and Robyn eating out

I've lots on my plate this month. Not quite sure its all achievable in 31 days March has to offer. More to the point, I'm not sure I am able to keep up with all the goings on. I seem to have been over ambitious in my booking of diary events. Just hope I don't wear myself down in the process as I have a crappy chest infection and over doing it could land me back in hospital. Something I don't want to have to confront as that place is just awful.

Things have been on and off crazy the last few months. My brother came back from Cambodia over the Christmas period which was cool. And we managed to surprise my grandparents, who were delighted to see him. Lots of tears were shed and I'm glad to say I caught it all on camera. My military style forward planning of the event itself was a little OTT and I really should stop trying to plan things to the nth degree. I just had a idealistic view of how happy it would make the grandparents so wanted to make sure it lived up to it. They weren't disappointed :)

My nephew Charlie was also born on 20th January which was exciting for the whole family as its my parents first grandchild, my first nephew so auntie duties were in full swing - ie. buying far too much cute baby stuff as I now have an excuse!! He was a healthy 8Ib 4oz so is thriving and is very cute to cuddle.

My birthday seemed a bit morose this year. I think being 27 and single kind of put a downer on events. Just started thinking (rather pessimistically) that even if I met a guy right now and it all went perfectly, it would realistically still be another 3 plus years before we ever got married (if at all) and I am feeling super broody at the moment. So kids would take even longer. I've have being thinking a lot about being a mother lately - probably just my biological clock ticking. I have put a lot of thought into it and have decided that if by the age of 30, I am still single, I will opt for a sperm donor and go it alone. Sounds odd I know and it probably sounds like I'm too young to worry about such things but I never pictured a future without me being a mother in it. Whether that was from adoption or natural means. So I have made this a landmark to stand by.

This Friday I am going with my friend Rich to see Florence and Machine in London, then back to his for a few days. On our journey back up t'north we intend to visit our other friend Gemma so lots to squeeze into a few days. When I come back I have a neurophysio assessment, dinner with my friend Marisa and then cupcakes to make for my friend Clare who is coming down to collect them. Its then mothers day, and I'll be visiting my grandparents along with my own mum and dad. Then my friend Gemma (yep the same one I am seeing on the way back up t'north) is coming on the Monday and Tuesday. I then I have Wednesday to go to chest clinic before Clare comes to collect her cakes and take me back to see her place in Sheffield. Its the most hectic I think I've ever been in one month.

In any (very unlikely) down time I get I will be completing my biggest embroidery challenge yet... an alphabet cross stitch with Boofle bears hanging off it. I am making this for my old school friend Emma whose baby is due at the end of the month. I somehow don't think I am going to complete it in time for the birth but never mind. We shall see...