Morrck or Sungglebundl

Which one is for you?

This is my question.  Since becoming pregnant again, I have found that over the last three years more and more baby products have been launched. Amongst them, are these two baby blankets.  Both are very similar but also very different. To me they both seem amazing and have intrigued me.  However, they both seem to have flaws and this makes it very hard for me to make my mind up on which one I should go for. 

Firstly, the Morrck was what I came across first and instantly fell in love with. Mainly because it’s a snuggly soft blanket that’s used instead of putting coats and excessive blankets over babies in the car seat, prams, etc.  Having a winter baby last time, I had Albert wrapped up constantly whilst out.  Thankfully, he was a snuggly baby and loved being warm, much like he is now!

Back to the Morrck. It has won many awards.  It can be used not only in the car seat for newborns, but in buggies and prams too – as a type of cosy toes to keep warm in all weather conditions. This is handy because you can very quickly unfold the blanket when in and out of shops, etc, rather than having to undo coats or zips on big foot muffs or cosy toes. The main reason I really like the Morrck is that it has holes for straps in car seats and prams, so it’s extra safe.  There are lots of great testimonials on their website, www.morrck.co.uk.

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Secondly, the Snugglebundl is something that popped up on my newsfeed on Facebook, and I immediately loved the concept of being able to transfer my baby from car seat to pram with ease and safety.  I have discovered with reading up on on this product that there are many things to love about it.  They say it’s easy to transfer a sleeping baby with this product due to its unique design, and it’s very helpful if you find it difficult to bend over and pick your baby up with a bad back, or if you’ve had a C-section and still recovering.  It’s also great to use to discreetly breastfeed your baby whilst out and about, which is something that I’m really hoping works for us this time around.

This product has been officially tested and certified for babies up to 30kgs (66lbs)! Not that I think anyone would use it past the age of nine months, but it’s nice to know it can withstand a decent weight. It has also been safety tested to meet with European safety directories and has been “road tested” by over 4,000 babies.  Their testimonials prove that this is a product worth having. Snugglebundl state that it’s good for babies with reflux and colic as they like to be rocked, and it’s easier to lay them still in the blanket.  I can’t personally comment on this, as Albert had very mild colic and he was fine with having Infacol before each feed.

There are also many reviews and a long list of awards they have also won on their website www.snugglebundl.co.uk

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The thing that concerns me about the Snugglebundl is that due to the ease of moving your baby in and out of car seats and prams, it doesn’t have the same holes for the straps in car seats.  It is unable to then wrap your baby up nice and warm whilst out and about like the Morrck does. 

However, I have watched both videos on how to use these products and they seem to be perfectly safe – both have sold thousands and are going strong. 

You can watch the videos here:

Morrck – 3 point harness – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QvJucXeYYz4

– 5 point harness – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WbhQ51R51Tk

Snugglebundl – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9crnF31I198

I love products that are made in the UK, and both these products have had a lot of thought and love put in to them to help families. I love all things made here in ‘Ole Blighty’, and I’m a strong believer of supporting our own UK brands; start up businesses; and mums who come up with great ideas of helping to provide for their families. 

I would love to hear your personal views on which product is the best, unfortunately I cannot have both.

Victoria x

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Pregnancy Number Two

This pregnancy has not been as plain sailing as my last.  Albert’s pregnancy really was a walk in the park, until it was time for him to arrive and then he was 9 days late! Read about Albert’s birth story here.

At my (first) 12 week scan, we decided to take my mum along, as she didn’t join us on any of the previous scans for Albert and thought she might like it.  She loved it, but the sonographer complained that the baby was too small and I must have my dates wrong, I was a bit miffed as I knew I hadn’t, but she still put me back to 10 weeks!! So we had to wait a further 3 weeks for my scan as they were so busy.

Thankfully, everything at the scan went well, and we were free to tell the rest of the world, well, social media haha.

Then at the routine 16 week midwife appointment at the surgery, where she takes yet more blood etc and then checks the baby’s heartbeat, she took about 15 minutes and still couldn’t locate it.  She was freaking me out, whilst trying to be positive, but I could see she was concerned at the same time.  She called the day assessment unit at the hospital and told them I was on my way to be checked and possibly scanned to locate the heartbeat.  Thankfully I wasn’t on my own and my husband was with me, as was Albert.  I cried the whole way, I just couldn’t stop thinking the worst, who wouldn’t?  But when we got there, they were all so kind and comforting, yet it still took a midwife and a doctor 45 minutes to locate the heartbeat, they did need to use a special scanner where you could see and hear the heartbeat.  It was so lovely being able to get a sneaky peak at little babybee2 again.

My 20 week scan went well, but again there we found out I had an anterior placenta, which explains why we couldn’t find the baby’s heartbeat and the lack of early fetal movement in second pregnancies. But due to this, she did have some trouble locating all chambers of the heart, bladder and liver and I had to be booked in for yet another scan!

We didn’t find out the sex – much to everyone’s disappointment. The second 20 week scan went well too and little babybee 2 waved at me, it was amazing.  I was actually on my own for this scan, there had been so many, I just had to get in and out quickly. I was really happy when the baby waved at me, it was like a little private bonding moment for just the two of us.

Due to Albert having shoulder dystocia at birth. I was put under minor consultant care, and she discussed with me that sometimes second babies can be bigger than the first. As Albert was 9 days late, she doesn’t particularly want me to go late again.  So at 39 weeks I have a growth scan and another appointment with her to discuss induction – If baby hasn’t already arrived by then.  I am really hoping babybee 2 arrives before this, 38/39 weeks would be perfect!

So, now I’m 32 weeks and things are going well.  Crippled with tiredness and heartburn/acid that makes me want to vomit and kill myself, but otherwise ok.  Second time round is definitely harder, I have to take care of a 3 year old at the same time, although I am lucky that he’s able to play by himself with his trains. He watches telly cuddled up next to me and we play puzzles and games on the table as I struggle to be on the floor.  Pre-School two and a half times a week helps me to get things done or just sit and relax in peace – before baby arrives that is!

As much as I am ready for this baby to arrive, I am loving how much baby moves and wriggles. I will miss it, just like I did when Albert was a few months old.  Who knows, we may have a 3rd.

Here’s hoping the home stretch goes fast with no hitches!

Victoria

3 Years Later…

Well, It’s been a while since I last posted here and quite a lot has happened in that time.

Albert is now THREE years old (Where has the time gone?!).  We have had an extension on our house, and I am also expecting baby number 2.

I might do a post on the stresses of building work, but I’m not sure I want to re live it, it wasn’t the most pleasant of months!

I will talk about Albert though, he has grown in to such a cheeky, smart, kind and loving little boy and we could not be prouder of him.  September 2015 he started pre-school for 2 mornings a week and he has thrived from it.  His speech has improved and in the first half term (October) he was potty trained!! but only now at 6 months later has he finally (I hope it sticks!!) mastered pooping on the potty – for some reason he does not like sitting on the toilet, even with a nice child friendly seat!! I have also been only giving him a few sachets of movicol to “help” him on the pooping way a few times a month, so I think that’s a bonus too.

So, I am also currently 31 weeks pregnant and I’m due in June. We found out back in September, much to our surprise, as I had been out celebrating my sisters birthday in London and having a fair amount of what Albert calls “mummy juice” (wine, haha).  It wasn’t like we were preventing anything to happen, but we were back and forth from our house to my parents house (we had to stay there a while whilst the house was being done) as our house was being finished – we had moved back, then had to move out again 2 weeks later for the new flooring – lots of that stress I mentioned! So it was a bit of an exciting surprise, considering it took a fair amount of months to get Albert.

We are all very excited to meet babybee 2 in roughly 8-9 weeks.  I am really hoping this baby arrives on time if not a bit early.

Victoria

Mini Break

Back in June myself and Bertie went away for a couple of days with a very good friend Caroline and her daughter.  We are members of Tumble Tots and they were having a big Tumble Tot birthday celebration At Alton Towers.  There’s also a new part to Alton Towers called CBeebies Land.  The children were very excited about this, especially Caroline’s daughter as she’s a little older and has watched more CBeebies than the dude, at the time he was mostly in to Disney Channel.

Sunday morning I left early to collect Caroline and her girly, we were all super excited to get on the road, not before long and the children were falling asleep after a little sing along to the Frozen soundtrack.  We stopped a few times and I took a few wrong turns and we ended up arriving a few hours later than we would have liked. 

Once checked in, we headed straight to the park on the train that took us right to the entrance.  Our first stop was CBeebies Land, and we went on one of the CBeebies Bugs for a tree top tour, they absolutely loved it. After we got off the ride, we started seeing people wondering around with Tumble Tot bags, so we went in search for the building where the Tumble Tot party was being held.  However when we got there it was completely EMPTY, we asked for some help and know body knew anything about the event.  We decided to go back to the hotel and check again in the morning in time for the morning show.

We were staying in the Splash Landings hotel and as the children love swimming so much we decided to have a quick swim and play after dinner.  The children absolutely loved the pool, the slide mostly, We should have spent that whole day there, it was so much fun, I wish we could have taken a camera in too!!

They went to bed after a nice warm bubble bath and woke up bright and early for breakfast.  We got into the park nice and early, so I thought I would take the opportunity to go on a fast ride myself and we trecked all the way over to Oblivion, it was great, I loved it. 

We headed back towards the building for Tumble Tots but again it was completely empty, again we asked for help, again he had know idea what we were talking about.  He called over to the main office and they confirmed that the shows should be where we were but nothing was there.  We decided to go in to CBeebies Land again and went on the Postman Pat Van ride, again they loved it – they both got to sit in the front and “drive”. 

Through out the day we went on various rides, had a picnic lunch on the grass in the sunshine.  We kept checking in at the Tumble Tot building at the right times on the leaflet I was given back in our class In Henley – on – Thames but nothing. Yet we saw lots of people with Tumble Tot bags.  I am quite disappointed that we missed out when the reason we booked to go away was solely because of the Tumble Tot event. Luckily the children didn’t really miss anything as we kept them busy with other things in the Park.

It was getting quite late and we were all feeling quite tired so we headed back to the car, changed the children into their pj’s and prepared their milkies and last snacks. Not before long they were both asleep.

Back to the Beginning

In a previous post about my little Mr Farty Pants, I touched on the subject that he has always struggled to poop.  This got increasingly worse as time went on and at around 9 months old, things changed for the worse.

He wouldn’t poop for days on end and when he did try to go he would stand bolt upright and tense his whole little body and scream in agony.  I tried everything to help him: leg exercises; trying to sit him with his knees up on my lap; feed him apricots, prunes, raisins; and after a few weeks of these the effects started wear off.

I got increasingly worried and took him the GP to yet again be told that it was normal, but to help ease the pain, he give him lactulose.  Again, this only worked for a short time. He was then prescribed a powder medicine called Movicol, and I was to give him half a sachet every morning.  This did help again for a while. 

It wasn’t until just after he turned 1 years old that I finally got referred to a paediatrician and he advised that we increase the Movicol to 2 sachets every morning and this would be messy, but we needed to clear him out.  We then went back after a month or two, can’t quite remember, and the Doctor said that constipation in children was quite common and only 1 in so many children have it severely.  He gave us a treatment plan on how to wean Bertie off the Movicol. 

Within a week of being off of Movicol he went back to square one, it’s like we had done nothing to help at all.  I put him back on one sachet a day until his next appointment in a few weeks time. 

The Doctor said that he could feel a “series of boulders” in his tummy, which were “quite hard”. He told me to up his Movicol again to 3 sachets a day for a few days and then back down 2 a day.  He again told me that it was common for children to be constipated, but this time I said but what if my baby is that one that is different?.  The Doctor said there wasn’t a lot that cold be done till he was 2 years old, so we are booked in for some blood tests in January before our next appointment.  He is 2 in early February so it’s close enough. 

So, for the foreseeable future, he has to have 2 sachets every morning.  We have also been assigned a community Nurse to help out with a few things before our appointment in January as he likes to refuse food a lot too. 

On a happy note, in spite of this ‘little issue’ he seems to be growing well and following his centile for height and weight. 

Transitions – Baby to Toddler

As you may have noticed I haven’t blogged in a good few months, this is due to a few things, and mainly it’s because I simply have had no “free” time. Once Bertie has gone to sleep I am usually cooking dinner, then spending the rest of the evening with my husband, Rich before I fall asleep, then it all starts again at 6:30am.

When Bertie was born he was very fond of the sleep, he slept 90% of the day and through the night only waking around 3am for a feed, and then swiftly went back to sleep. Give or take the odd sleepless night. This routine lasted till he was roughly 4 months, then he dropped his night feed. I thought this was amazing, I got quite a bit of sleep, and I was managing to do the things I enjoyed whilst he slept in the day. Slowly he began being awake more (in the day), this was great, we played and had loads of fun, and he had roughly 3 couple of hour naps as well as sleeping through the night.

Now, as he is coming up to 8 months old, I have noticed that the last few weeks Bertie has started to only sleep for roughly 30-60 minutes in the morning and afternoon. This is becoming increasingly annoying, as he’s grumpy and whingy, but just won’t go back to sleep. I’ve even resorted to doing his bedtime routine (minus the bath etc) and that didn’t even work. I am at a loss to daytime naps. I know it’s hard sometimes as we do go out a lot and sometimes that can affect his sleep patterns in the day. I probably shouldn’t moan as he is very good at bedtime and through the night.

When he reached 5 months, Bertie decided this was time that he started doing things on his own. He sat up all by himself, I remember exactly when he did this, we were by the river in Henley at the Regatta, we were with some of my NCT friends and their babies and were sitting on a blanket, I was holding Bertie up, as we were talking I decided to let go and see if could do it, and low and behold he did! I was so amazed, I whipped out my camera and took a few pictures.

I have found that since around the age of 4 and half/5 months that Bertie has started transitioning into a wonderful little boy. He seems so advanced for a baby with no older siblings. He got up on to all fours and started rocking at 5 and half months and crawled at 6 and half months and within a week, he was pulling himself up on the sofa, T.V unit and anything else he can grab. He walks really well whilst holding to someones hands. Started clapping a few weeks ago. He is much more confident now and crawls everywhere so fast, I think he has started or at least trying to “coast” along the sofa. I even put up the first stair gate the other day at the top of the stairs.

It seems he likes a lot of things that are “out of bounds” such as wires, mainly the phone charger, but he is happy with any wire he can find. Laptops, phones, remote controls, the virgin box/surround sound box, paper, the list is endless. I do hope this is just a phase and he will grow out of it soon.

I can’t believe how much he has grown and I am so proud of him and the wonderful little boy he is becoming.

Things I said I would never do

Before I got pregnant – and whilst I was pregnant – I had my own views on parenting and what I would and wouldn’t do. I thought I would give a little insight into a few areas in which I have gone back on my word.

I always said I would breastfeed for at least 6 months.  That changed after a week. The first latch on was great and he fed well for about 5-10 minutes.  However we discovered he has a minor tongue tie and within his first week I really struggled to carry on with breastfeeding.  I went to an NCT breastfeeding clinic, got advice from friends and still nothing helped.  I was in agony every time he fed and I would tense up and cry.  Bertie’s latch was fine, it was his suck.  It was unbelievably strong (and still very much is!). After lots of crying (during and after feeding him) I had to make the decision to stop.  It was heartbreaking for me that I couldn’t feed my son and took me a good few weeks to stop feeling guilty.  I did however pump for a week, but after a few pumps a day this began to hurt too, so I reduced the amount I pumped and after a few days my supply just dried up. I then had to exclusively formula feed.  As I mentioned above, this took me a while to “forgive” myself as I felt so guilty.  I would think people are staring at me thinking, “why is she bottle feeding him and not breastfeeding? That’s so wrong.” 

Then I thought, “people would probably stare if I was breastfeeding in public and think I should do it in privacy.”  So, whichever route you go down, do it with pride and don’t worry about what people are thinking. 

I also always said I would never give a dummy.  I have always hated them, and I never had one when I was little.  However, even after a feed when I knew he wasn’t hungry he would suck his fist and he tried to suck his thumb.  I didn’t want him sucking his thumb as you can’t take a thumb away, so, I gave him a dummy.  Luckily I had one as it came in the Tommee Tippee starter kit, and he loved it. He likes spitting it out though, so I have to hold it in his mouth. Luckily this didn’t last long, and now keeps it in most of the time, but he does like to hold on to my hand like a security blanket, it’s so cute and makes my heart melt.  I just hope his need for a dummy doesn’t last long and he doesn’t get attached to it, that is what I’m dreading most.  Fingers crossed.

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Lastly, I was always a bit sceptical about co-sleeping with babies, and I always thought I wouldn’t do it. But yet again this is something I have done, actually been doing since the day we bought him home.  Bertie loves his cuddles and has always been cuddled to sleep.  In the early days/weeks, I would sometimes wake up and wonder how he was asleep on me. I must have got up still asleep when he was whinging.  However, I do need to try and stop cuddling him to sleep as I think this could become a problem.  

So, really, no one can say exactly how they will approach things and react to certain situations as a parent. You just have to make your way through it in a way that suits you and your baby. No two babies are the same, and no two mothers are the same. Do what is right for you and your baby. 

Mr Farty Pants

From the day Bertie was born he took after his daddy, in the bottom department that is. When he slipped his first guff, we were on the maternity ward, then suddenly heard this rumbling noise – Rich and I just stared at each other and burst into laughter.  

We couldn’t believe someone so small and so brand new could make such a noise, let alone the smell! 😀 And now nearly 13 weeks later he is still the same and has gained the nickname “Little Mr Farty Pants”.

However since birth he has had trouble with his bowels, he doesn’t seem to go as often as all the books say.  “a few times every day”.  Bertie seems to go roughly every 3-4 days.  I got so worried I took him to the doctor, but he said it’s very normal for babies and not to worry. 

So, on the rare occasions where his does have a bowel movement I am quite happy, but mostly I am laughing my head off from the faces he pulls, his body language, the trademark farts and they way he just looks at me after. There have been quite a few poo-related belly-laughs in this house but the one I think is the worst comes to mind.  I hope I don’t offend anyone but I have to share as it still never fails to make chuckle and I cannot wait to share it with Bertie when he is older! Or he may just kill me when he finds out I have shared it with the universe. Anyway…

We had spent the day at my parents’ house, it being a sunday, we just chilled out and had dinner etc.  As usual Bertie had been passed around to each family member like a box of Quality Street, until it was time for us to leave.  On the way home we were discussing the day and I noted that he still hadn’t ‘gone’ and that it had been a few days and I said If he doesn’t ‘go’ by tomorrow I would call the doctor.  We got home and got settled with a unsettled boy.  Eventually he was calm enough to sit on my knees (I sit on the sofa with my legs up and he rests his back against my legs and knees with his legs on my chest). We were watching TV and then Little Mr Farty Pants started rumbling again – now this wasn’t like his normal farts and the face he was pulling made me start laughing, this got Rich’s attention and he paused the TV (sunday catch up day). Then, all of a sudden a massive rumble and a lot of pressure against my leg/tummy and I burst out laughing again – knowing exactly what he had done.  After a few minutes he had finished and I decided to take him upstairs to change him.  However, I had only moved him an inch and I saw that he had exploded out of his nappy, his sleepsuit, and right on to my jumper which also went through to the top underneath as well! As disgusting as this was I still couldn’t stop laughing – probably due to shock! Rich mid-hysterics got up and got my changing bag so i could at least strip him there and then take him up to bath him afterwards.  Lifting him on to his changing mat he dripped, (yes, dripped!) on to my new jeans!! I couldn’t believe it!