My Horse Is Amazing

As any horse racing fan will know, this week (for the next four days) is the Cheltenham Festival. Today (Tuesday 15th) is Centenary Day where the main race is the Stan James Champion Hurdle. Tomorrow (16th) is Ladies Day, main race: Sportingbet.com Entertainers Queen Mother Champion Chase. On Thursday, St Patricks Day - and I have it on good authority that the whole of Ireland will be there - the main race is the Ladbrokes World Hurdle. And on Friday (18th) it's Gold Cup Day, with the Totesport Cheltenham Gold Cup, the biggest day of jump racing. Last year 217 000 people attended - this year 220 000 are expected.

"Drying weather could deliver more good than good to soft ground for the opening day of the Cheltenham Festival on Tuesday, but forecast rain on Friday morning has opened up the possibility of underfoot conditions changing in the hours leading up to Totesport Cheltenham Gold Cup... A final cycle of old course irrigation on Monday maintained the track used for the first two days of the festival at good to soft, good in places, although the cross-country course has quickened to good to firm, good in places." www.cheltenham.co.uk

A few interesting names competing are - and really, these are just funny names:

Third Intention (friends with Fourth Time Lucky)
Unaccompanied
Get Me Out Of Here (not a fan)
Ski Sunday
Recession Proof (or not)
Siberian Tiger (not horse - did the officials miss something here?)
Cockney Trucker
Far Away So Close
Secret Dancer & Tijuana Dancer (... Tiny Dancer?)

I guess the real question that needs to be asked though is: are they amazing?

Lucky

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Marking milestones

When Bug was born, well a month or so after, I bought some cards to mark her milestones. Who knew that I should have bought them when I was preggo? So we missed a few photos… But now I find myself attempting to dressing her up for her milestones, only for her to accessorise them with accoutrements such as vomit! Then I jump around, cajoling her into smiling, while hopefully the camera is in focus and I actually press the snap button. Those photos are all well and good. But I want some real-life photos and babies aren’t renown for their on-cue performances! So how do you actually get that photo of her first tooth?!? That’s one of the current milestones we’re trying to mark. And she’s not particularly given to opening her mouth wide, unless it’s to cry loudly! I may not be parent of the year, but I’m not about to start taking photos of her mouth while she cries! So, it’ll just have to wait until she smiles for a prolonged period, while I conveniently have the camera to hand! Case in po

One good thing about social distancing…

Is that nobody comes too close and I can get away with only half brushing my teeth (no toothpaste, had Bug in my arms and wouldn’t have been able to rinse). And not wearing deodorant (again, the baby!) Also, still wearing some of my pyjamas, semi-disguised as day clothes… But nobody can really tell cause they can’t get too close! Win! On top of that we had a very successful walk. The dog mostly listened and was easily distracted by treats. Bug slept the whole time and was seemingly nose-blind. And my back pocket doubled up as my coffee cup holder! Hands-free, here we come! Oh, and because we were out walking for so long - two hours, until it was time for the next feed - the dog is exhausted! He hasn’t been this tired since his play date with best friend Amber! Lucky x

4 month sleep regression

I write to you from Hell… just kidding, I’m on the foot stool next to Bug’s bed. Not talking, not touching, just sitting while she lies with her head facing the other way. And every few minutes gives an attempt at a cry. But at least she’s in her bed! She’s completely refused all naps in her bed so far this week. So this is a major win! I’m talking champagne, the I proper stuff… or at least a really large glass of whatever is open in the fridge. Now bedtime is the stuff nightmares are made from! Bedtime used to be a pleasant routine, now it’s a panic-inducing labour. I’m pretty sure my blood pressure is through the roof, climbing from approximately 18:00, in anticipation of the dreaded sleep attempts! Last night was an early 22:00ish before she was down. The night before, midnight. And over the weekend, one night her refusals were so adamant that I got a sum total of zero hours sleep. By midnight it was clear the only way she’d sleep was in my arms. So Bug and I got the big bed. She

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