Laughter

Twas my first day back at work yesterday... so many thoughts and emotions about this...

Both my babies went to nursery.... so SO sad!  Noosh cried her little heart out as I headed for the car having handed her over to her carers.  It was heartbreaking to know that I was the cause for her tears. (She apparently stopped after 1 minute... the slide was too exciting!!).

But... my husband bought me a car... so SO amazing/exciting/overwhelmed... - we've called her Jaffa (I'm pretty sure that is self explanatory!!). Jaffa was purchased in order to transport children to nursery and get me to work without having to negotiate public transport for 4 hours a day (seriously, that is not an exaggeration!!).

I actually really enjoyed my day with my patients... but you know what... I couldn't wait to get in my car and drive (at times pushing the speed limit) to the children's nursery to gather them up in my arms and let them know that they are well and truely loved and desperately missed during the day!!

My most favourite sound in the world is my babies laughing... Tad has been doing little giggles for a while now but yesterday, on my first day of work, once we were home after the long day, he let out a peel of deep laughter and giggles.  (Of course the moment was missed on camera, purely because I was lapping it up myself... it was like balm to my guilt ridden heart!) But just so you know what I'm talking about here are the little treasures doing what I love to hear!!

That is them... in all their cute, awesome, confident glory... and despite the tears when it comes to drop off time at nursery, I know they are cared for and that they have a good time when they are there.  Noosh now needs the stimulation of having other children around and I'm looking forward to seeing her blossom over the coming months as she learns to interact and socialise with different children and adults.  Plus... I just adore those pick up cuddles... the moment that their eyes meet yours across the room and they run full steam ahead to let you know that although they have enjoyed their day... they choose you!!!

Whats in a name?

Hubby wanted me to (at some stage) tell the story of how we came up with the nick names of our children... so what better time than in a rare moment of both children sleeping at the same time!!!

Hubby and I like surprises... there is so much anticipation in not knowing what sex the unborn babe is!! Prior to me being pregnant, a mummy friend informed me that not knowing the sex of the baby is great as it helps you push in the end stages of labour.  Now having been through 2 labours, I concur!!

Anyway, we decided very early on that it was not cool to call our baby 'it', so we agreed we would call it a 'him'... so much more personal.  Then Hubby just started calling 'baby' Bubba Ganoush! Then as time progressed (9 months is an insane amount of time!!!) this was just shortened to Noosh.

There was one evening when we had been calling baby 'Bubba Ganoush' for a few weeks and we wondered what Bubba Ganoush actually was.  Like any good 21 century person, we googled it!! We thought it was hillarious when we found our that it was an aubergine (eggplant) dip!! Many moments of hilarity arose from this!! (I have subsequently eaten Bubba Ganoush - is quite nice really - recommend!!) 

Our wee family was Mumma Noosh, Pappa Noosh and Bubba Noosh!!

Second time around, same thing... called 'it' a 'him'!! And this time around we called 'him' Bubba Tad, due to the fact that we called teeny tiny baby 'tadpole'.

So now our not so wee family is Mummy, Daddy, Noosh and Tad.

But I love these nicknames... it reminds me of the journey to get here... the journey of eagerly anticipating their arrival... not only just to meet them, but also because I got a bit over being pregnant in those last 6 weeks!! They have many other nicknames from relatives, examples being Ginga, Luch, Zebedrool, Wiremu!! Nicknames spells LOVE for me... it's those people that get to know our wee treasures that choose to call them something meaningful, something 'special'.

So Noosh and Tad... you are special, you are loved by family and friends, and you both are definitely meaningful!!