Welcome back to my little mini series where I am looking back over our family memories, if you have missed one you can pop here to catch up.
Once we knew we were expecting another baby we waited a while before we told Alice, nine months is a long time for a little one. But once we did tell her, she didn’t stop stroking and cuddling my tummy. She was a caring big sister before Holly even arrived.
Holly is now the age Alice was when I was pregnant, but at the time she seemed so much older. Maybe it’s her personality, she is my sensible little girl and I think she will always be a bit wise beyond her years.
I didn’t particularly worry about introducing a new baby into our family and how Alice would cope. Maybe it was a bit naive of me, but I just thought it’s going to happen and we will deal with anything that comes up as and when it does.
I made sure we talked loads about the baby and once we knew it was a girl, we told Alice she was going to have a sister and she was super excited about it and she said ‘she will love pink like me’. As I got bigger, we talked about how mummy couldn’t do everything and she just took it all in her stride.
When I was about six months pregnant we decided to move house, this was a decision we had been talking about for a long time and we were going to wait until after our baby arrived. However, the way the market was going we were worried we might miss the boat and be out-priced.
So, we decided to take the plunge. It was all a bit of a rush to get the house on the market, our neighbour had just sold their house and the estate agent had people desperate to live in our area. We needed to move quickly, far more quickly than I would have liked. The estate agent came round on Friday morning and by 3pm we had our first viewing the next day.
Because we weren’t planning on moving we had only just got all the baby stuff down from the attic and it was piled up in the nursery. Andy had to quickly put it all back in the attic before Alice went to bed that night.
Anyway it was worth it because we sold our house within 24 hours of it going on the market. I started to stress then because we needed to find somewhere to move to and I had no clue if we would move before the baby would arrive or after.
Were we crazy doing it now, probably!
Two months later and we still hadn’t found the right house for us. Before accepting the offer on our house we explained to the buyers that we were looking for the right house, in the right location and it might take us a while. Thankfully they were buying our house to rent out, so they were not in a hurry to move in and they were the end of the chain.
Then two weeks before my due date a house came on that I just knew we would love. They were having an open house on the Saturday and I quickly made an appointment. I was so worried that I would be in labour, that I told my mum she would have to view it for me if I couldn’t and tell me all about it.
Whilst I was annoyed to still be pregnant, Alice came early and I was convinced Holly would too, I was happy that we made it to the viewing. And I was right it was everything that we were looking for and more.
I couldn’t wait for Monday to phone the estate agent and put the offer in. Then it was the agonising wait to find out if they accepted it or not. They kept us waiting until Wednesday, I nearly went into labour when they phoned and said we had the house! I was so excited.
Then reality kicked in and I was going to be moving house with a newborn…eek!
Next week I will be back with Alice’s second birthday…