The big day has arrived! Father Christmas is coming to Cannock Chase! How exciting. We decide to take Boo to see Father Christmas arrive and the to see the man himself! She was only a tiny tiny baby last December (her birthday is the 13th Decmember) so she missed out on seeing Father Christmas before her first Christmas.

I must say what a lovely time we had there.  It was very very busy as expected but I can honestly say that it was magnificent.  Father Christmas arrived on a sleigh pulled by reindeer and it was so lovely to see a sea of excited faces, children and adults! Boo is still to young to really know what it happening, but she did seem to enjoy the atmosphere and had a good old nosey at everything that was going on.


After Father Christmas had arrived and got settled they started allowing the children in to see him, well a say him, I mean them (in a very discreet fashion at the end of the walk through the grotto the path split in two and a very lovely lady sent children one and a time into the alternate Santa’s room, and the way the queue and the whole area was set up I nearly didn’t notice.  It meant that queue wasn’t too horrendous.  The ticket system worked by given people an hour time slot in which they could queue, meaning that the queue didn’t get too long and children didn’t get too bored, overexcited etc.  The two Santas also helped keep things moving. As this is a place where local, and not so local go to buy their real Christmas Tree so it is always amazingly busy.


The grotto which you had to walk/queue though was amazing, and there was such attention to detail it really did keep all the children I could see around me occupied, looking at the displays and there were several activities such as ‘How many Fairies can you see?’ We also managed to spy The Gruffalo, who had decided to get involved in the Christmas Festivities and take a break from being the focus of  The Gruffalo Trail. There was also a story to read about Christmas Trees which I thought was very cute.


The room in which Father Christmas was in was amazing, lots of old fashioned wooden toys and in a lovely wooden hut, exactly how I would imagine where Father Christmas spends his time, with a huge sack of toys for all the nice children.  Boo got a baby reindeer teddy and a baby Christmas Tree which we are going to plant and keep for her, (provided we don’t managed to kill it like we usually do our plants).  The baby Christmas Tree is such a lovely special idea, and it really adds to the whole experience.


The price was not too bad, £6 for Boo and £1 for each adult, now we had taken my parents along with us, as Boo is their first grandchild and they were very excited. So all in it cost us £10 which I honestly think is a fair price for the whole experience and the reindeer teddy and the baby Christmas Tree. But obviously this would be cheaper if there hadn’t been four adults. In all honesty I don’t know why they charge for adults I haven’t seen this before, but then again I have never been to see Father Christmas as an adult and so don’t really know if this is standard practice?

Overall it was an amazing experience and I honestly think we will go every year with Boo, the whole thing had a very magical Christmassy feel was was the perfect way to start Christmas off.

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Today was a very exciting day, as Boo got measured for her first pair of shoes!! She has had shoes but they are only worn in the pram/carrier to keep her feet warm not to be walking about in, we have left her barefoot/in socks to get used to walking about since she took her first step on the 1st November.

We met daddy for lunch and went to Clarks to be measured.  Boo is a size 3f!  She looked so proud stood in the shop and had a little walk about.

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All of those tiny tiny shoes were soooo very cute and it was difficult to decide which of the pairs to get. But we decided on these lovely Little Poppy shoes

It’s so nice that they take a photo as a keepsake and write down the date and measurement so you can keep a record. Things that will definitely be going in to Boo’s memory box when the hubby finally gets round to make one.


Today was definitely one of those  warm and fuzzy proud mummy moments! I can’t believe she is toddling about and looking so grown up.


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Settling back in to work has been tough and even though I am only doing two days a week I am feeling quite exhausted. I am sure, soon, it will feel like normal and the morning routine will feel more like a routine and less like a mad dash!
However one thing which seems be be more of an issue than I had anticipated is expressing at work. I need to express mid morning and mid afternoon to keep with Boo’s feeding pattern on other days and to have enough milk for her to drink from a bottle at nursery (Boo has, slowly, started to drink a bit more from a bottle, which is a weight off my mind).
However I am finding myself really uncomfortable on my work days, it seems I am not able to express as much as Boo takes for a feed as I am left feeling uncomfortable which get worse as the day goes on and isn’t totally alleviated when I express in the afternoon.
I am also feeling really self-conscious as I can leak even when wearing breast pads, so feel like I am constantly checking myself.
I am lucky that I am being given time to express at work and my manager has been really accommodating, though the room I express in is a makeshift first aid room/stationery cupboard which I have to put a sign up on and lock, but I constantly feel like someone is going to need to come in the room and knock on the door which definitely adds to my unease. I don’t know why I feel so uneasy in the room. And I am wondering if this is contributing to why I can’t express as much as I would be able to at home, and means that I end up feeling like my boobs are going to explode.
I am not sure this part of my work routine is ever going to feel normal (I hope it gets easier though) and I am really surprised by how much I dislike the whole thing. Obviously is it necessary and I am going to keep going until Boo doesn’t want to feed anymore but I am feeling guilty that I am finding it such a chore and I worry that my supply is going to suffer on the other days.

I think that, sadly, I may not be alone in feeling like this, and I can understand how difficult it must be for ladies who have to go back to work sooner than I did and need to express more often, as it would feel almost impossible.  I honestly think if I had had to go back full time and when Boo was younger and feeding more I would have stopped breastfeeding.

I wish this post were more positive and that this latest phase in our breastfeeding journey was a happier one but that’s really not the case.

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