Isablog #16 – Keeping up Traditions and That’s the Seven Month Mark

As you may already know, I like to try and keep this blog as open and honest as I feel is appropriate. We need some boundaries, and I will try to keep them. But at the moment, I’m knackered. The problem with writing a weekly blog is often the fact you have to actually write a weekly blog. And this is the 15th time I’ve had to do this. Some weeks, I turn up and I’m very much up for it. I have a point, a purpose, and the mental energy to follow through on my promise to myself to do this. Other times, I don’t really know what to say, I don’t really want to write and I don’t exactly have the time. But I do it. Could I take a week off? Yes, but that’s not what I want to do.

Excessively long introduction out of the way, let’s talk about this week.

Here’s a video first:

So, to start off with, I guess I should say that Isabelle has turned 7 months old. Of course, as usual, I find it completely crazy that she has somehow turned 7 months old. I feel it every time she gets one month older, and I’m glad that I get that feeling. It makes me look at what I’m doing much closer. I don’t want to waste my time, I don’t want to spend countless hours in front of the TV for absolutely no reason. Feeling like time is always slipping away makes you cherish it all the more.

 

Christmas Decorations

I’ve talked about traditions on this blog before, for Halloween, and the topic is going to come up once again. Everyone has their own time and way that they go about putting up their decorations. I’ll admit, that we probably do it a little early. We go with the Sunday before Thanksgiving. Mainly, we do this as we do a buffet on the Sunday after Thanksgiving, and want the decorations up for that.

On this day, we make a whole day of Christmas related activities. We put the decorations up, obviously, which can take some time, we drink hot chocolate, listen to terrible Christmas music, watch a Christmas film (yes, in November) and we have Christmas themed food:

We basically just try to have a great time together as a family. It’s going to be a running theme in a lot of these blogs. It’s incredibly important to me and Rachel to be the best parents we can be, and be as involved and engaged in Isabelle as we can be. We won’t always do a great job, but doing things like this will ensure that we keep trying.

Thanksgiving Buffet

There’s a reason why I’m currently quite tired. Maybe it hasn’t helped that I’m currently full time with work, and as such, am in everyday at 6am. That and the fact I get up around 6 with Isabelle on Sundays, and go to yoga on Tuesdays at 6:45. There goes all the lie ins I was once able to have on my only days off. But you won’t here me complaining about it.

I’m not going to post a load of photos from the buffet, but here’s one of a bunch of the desserts I did:

So this buffet means something to me. I’m not sure what exactly it is, but I always want to put my best into and do something that I feel at least a little bit proud of. Today, I feel like I managed that. I put somewhere between 7-9 cooking hours into it, and totally drained myself, but it was great. I made trifle, profiteroles, cake, honeycomb, pizza, various skewers, sweet potato wedges, coleslaw, chocolate brownie, toffee sauce and chocolate sauce. All of which was made from scratch, with a 7 month old roaming around the house. It was hard work.

But I did because a) I actually enjoy the challenge, and b) it’s nice to bring the family together, and at the end of the day, that’s what counts. That’s what we want with Isabelle. We want to do things altogether as a family as often as we can. It’s something we always want to have with her, her future partner, and whatever other children come along the way.

That’s it for this week. This may not be my best post, but I’ve been on the go for the majority of this weekend. I’m not going to moan about it. I’m currently 6 hours deep into Hardcore History with Dan Carlin, and he’s talking about World War I, so complaining about cooking all weekend in a nice house with your family seems pretty stupid when you compare yourself with what the men back then went through. Anyway, I may do a post on keeping perspective in the future, so I’ll shelve that for now.

Until next week!

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I’m a 26 year old married father of one. I started blogging after suffering postnatal depression when Isabelle was born. These days I talk about much more than just that.

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