It only feels like 5 minutes ago I was getting myself all in a panic about how Isabel would settle at nursery, but apparently it’s well over a month. Oops. Neglecting my blog, much?
Isabel settled into nursery quicker than I imagined she would. She’s adopted a blanket that I crocheted when I was about 14 as her temporary object of attachment while she’s there. I didn’t expect it to be used for that purpose way back when, but whatever keeps her happy.
Of course, while I’m pleased that Isabel is enjoying being at nursery, I’m not enjoying the multitude of coughs, colds etc that seem to be par for the course with daycare.
My driving lessons are starting to get somewhere now; trying test routes etc. I’m a good driver :D but terrible at checking my mirrors. I NEED to get this spot on before I go for my test though as it’s apparently an automatic fail? Anyway, guess I need to arrange my theory first.
I’m still waiting for my result from my OU module pre-Christmas. It’s quite annoying because I am not sure if I’ll have passed this one, so wanted to wait for the result before signing up for the next module (so I don’t have to resit it and do another at the same time). I found out the day AFTER applications closed for the next module that I won’t be getting the result for another couple of months! Fuckwits.
Anyway, I have instead been filling my time with web projects. I rescued BabyLedWeaning.com from the evil clutches of Dreamhost for a friend, and have been moving / theming content etc for that. (Note in progress forum tweakage…) I’ve also been working on a massive side project for the Q*bee with Melly which was released to the bee-public last night. Customisable avatars and inventory/shop etc, AKA the bee*mee project. Check out my bee*mee (not particularly accurate yet mind you):
I turned 25 on the 7th January. That’s half of 50, and don’t I feel it these days?! There’s nowt like wiping arses and paying bills to make you feel like an old fart. Not that I’d change a day of it, mind you…

My name is Jem, & I once told the world I'd never become a "mommy blogger" ... then I had a baby. Now I talk about boobs and poo and other inane mummy stuff. 



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