Not only are we entering a new year but a new decade. It still feels like 1990 was like 10 years ago! It’s hard to believe that the year 2000 was 20 years ago. Time does speed up as you get older for sure.
But I feel these last 10 years have been the best and worse of my life. Our great pressure sensors button was pushed dealing with house buying and selling stuff. I wish there was some kind of automation tools that could deal with it for you!
Starting off with 2010. Mr B and I went on a holiday of a lifetime to Canada. We spent a few weeks in the Summer with my sister who lives there. Visiting lots of places including Niagara Falls and the CN Tower in Toronto. One morning we tried the breakfast delivery Toronto as a treat! When we came home we ended up buying our first home. The day we got to sign for the keys was the day my aunt passed away. Just before Christmas 2010. We put off moving in until the new year of 2011.
It’s hard to remember back that far but in 2011 and 2012 we just worked hard to buy stuff for our new home and didn’t do a whole lot else.
In 2013 we got married. We had been engaged since 2009 but with everything that happened with my aunt ( I was the executor of her will. So had to deal with a mountain of paperwork and solicitors) and then us buying our first home the wedding was out by the wayside. But in my year of turning 30 we decided to set a date in July and get married. It was a mega hot day ( my shoes melted on the tarmac!) and I was so proud to have my dad give me away. It was a beautiful hot summer day and everyone came back to our house for afternoon tea. We didn’t want a huge wedding just family. It was perfect.
For our honeymoon, we went to Scarborough and Whitby then down to Brooklands in Surrey. We couldn’t afford much but it was what we wanted. Now I look back at our honeymoon and it was tinged with sadness. A couple of months before our wedding we decided to come off the pill and try for a baby. Little did I know I was pregnant when I got married. But this wasn’t meant to be. While we were on our honeymoon I felt sick and out of sorts. I have no other way to explain it. When we got back home I took a pregnancy test and it was positive.
We were so excited. But on August Bank Holiday 2013 I started miscarrying. I was around 11 weeks. This was our first miscarriage. We were both so upset. We spent 5 years trying not to get pregnant and here we were struggling when we wanted to! I spent the next few weeks at home on the sofa wondering what was wrong with me.
The doctor said I was still young and to have another go. So we tried again, and in 2014 I had a chemical miscarriage. This was strange as my body thought I was pregnant and producing pregnancy hormones, but it wasn’t. For this one, I had to keep going back to have blood tests until my body was clear of the hormones.
We could be third time lucky right? I passed my driving test on the third go so I could also get pregnant on the third go couldn’t I??
We are now into 2015 been trying to get pregnant for 2 years at this point and I was losing hope after my third miscarriage on 14th February 2015. What a way to spend a Saturday Valentines Day. I had to go into hospital as I was pretty much haemorrhaging blood to be checked over. The wonderful on-call doctor did an internal examination and sent the foetus away for testing to see if there was a genetic reason for my miscarriages. But none was found. It was just bad luck.
This miscarriage affected us both the most. I’m not sure if we could keep on going through the emotions of discovering we were pregnant then having it taken away from us. In reality, we honestly thought we were never going to be parents and kind of came to the conclusion that we would be happy if it was just the two of us.
So we just got on with decorating the house and took our minds off babies. I started blogging, and sex became a pleasure not a chore again! But within those next two months I got pregnant again. We were both relaxed, this time it felt better, emotionally we were stronger and also physically I was being sick as a dog everywhere. The most I had ever been! In fact, when I was sick up the wall of our en-suite as I couldn’t quite make the toilet we laughed, she was a strong one and I knew she was going to make it! And yes I always called her she as I had a feeling she was a kick ass strong girl, and guess what? That’s exactly what L is now!!
Due in January 2016 but our strong, kick ass baby girl didn’t want to come out. I was induced but that never worked. 14 days after her due date and in a storm as well, L was born via c-section in February 2016.
One night in May 2016 Mr B got diverted on the way home from work through a little village the other side of town from where we lived. While driving through this village he noticed a sign had gone up about a new housing development coming soon and to register your interest online.
We did this and on their opening day was one of the first in and chose the house we wanted to buy. A gorgeous 3 bed detached house a large back garden front garden garage drive. It would be perfect, our forever home with scope for an extension if we need it. Of course, we were buying off-plan and it would be another 13 months before we would move in. Plus we needed to save up to decorate it. Click here for services for decorating houses.
The start of 2017 was all about selling our home. But Mr B suddenly lost his dad amongst our house negotiations, this was a tough time for all of us, and added more pressure to the situation. We had to sell the house quickly otherwise we would lose our dream home. We were given a date in May that we had to have an offer by. I was scared this date was coming too quick and we hardly had any viewings. There were 3 estate agents working for us and finally we got that offer. From a lovely family renting a replica of our house on the road above! They were looking to buy as they loved the area. Thank goodness they were chain free as well! We were sooo lucky! Things now were going so quickly we were both working full time and had to pack up our house with an 18 month old running about. But we did it and moved into our forever home at the end of June 2017.
New house new baby?! Haha yes, I got pregnant within a couple of months of trying, this time it was plain sailing all the way through. Due to my previous birth complications with L, I was booked in for a c section for April 2018.
While I was pregnant with L back in 2015, dad was quite poorly and diagnosed with bowel cancer. He went into the hospital and had an operation to remove the tumor but he was 85 and didn’t want any chemo or radiotherapy. His surgeon told him he would have about 3 years. Dad passed away just short of 3 years, 1 day to the year Mr B lost his dad and 3 days before my planned c section with little Dottie in April 2018. I’ve never experienced emotions of being happy and heartbroken at the same time. It was so tough. I’m not sure how I got through it. But I did. April 2018 you were a bloody emotional rollercoaster of a year.
I went back to work straight after the New Year of 2019. Dropped down to 21 hours this time. It was much harder going back the second time around. I wasn’t back long before redundancies were being offered. Unfortunately for me, I was job matched. Totally gutted. This was my chance to be at home with my babies and spend more hours working on my blog. But it wasn’t meant to be at this time. I dropped to 18 hours a week and 3 mornings in the week. So at least we got our weekends back as a family. Throughout the rest of 2019, we have made the most of our weekends exploring Cornwall.
And that brings us to now. On the cusp of 2020 a brand new year ahead. L starting school and myself contemplating going freelance full time.
Happy New Year!
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