I Think I'm Breaking Up With My Nuby Rapid Cool,

Before I start this properly, I'm going to admit to something and that's the fact I've always called it Nuby like Nub-ee, but I say a video by an influencer or content creator or whatever they term themselves who called it Nuby like New-Bee, and I would presume that they have been informed by the brand how to pronounce the brand name or something, so there goes me making a tit out of myself as per usual. 

That's not why I'm breaking up with my Rapid Cool though!

I will say this: I love the Rapid Cool. It's not just because it's easier when traveling out of the house, but also because it takes the guess work out of bottle making, and makes the whole process faster for us. I'm not a big fan of the formula makers because I've read too many things about the hot shot method not being great, or they don't get hot enough or all of these other sorts of things. Plus, they're a whole extra appliance you need to find a home for, they're only useful at home, you have to keep buying them new filters and all that sort of thing, so there is a lot I don't love about them, but the Rapid Cool is pretty good, and even when the battery goes in the lid (which takes a while anyway) the cooling part still works and that is the main bit.

BUT they only go up to 8oz of milk, and when you get to 8oz bottles, like we're on with allergy milk, you can't actually fit 8oz of water in the bottle AND 8 scoops of formula, so I find myself putting 6oz of water into it with the 8 scoops and then adding in 2oz of bottled water into the baby bottle, which then obviously drop the temperature as well, but also just makes the whole thing more of a faff. Now, I could just make 4 or 5 oz and then mix up the rest, but again, faff. Rapid Cools are great that I can just go and make a fresh bottle up when I'm bug eyed and wishing my day wasn't starting yet, give bubs the bottle without worrying that I forgot to check the temperature and then I can get back to sleep whilst he has a nap. It doesn't always work out that way, but it's great when it does. If I have to start focusing more to make two bottles worth up, or add this bit, add that bit etc then it all goes to pieces and I'm too awake to go back to sleep by the time he's finished the bottle.

Now, I'm not saying there are other options, because to my knowledge the only cooling flasks of their type are the Nuby and Tommee Tippee branded ones and they both have the exact same capacity, but it is still a frustration and honestly, if they made an XL version, I would buy it and I'm sure I wouldn't be the only one, because I don't know how twin mums (or dads or parents or other care givers) manage, or parents with babies who are close in age, because it surely makes sense when you're making a bottle to make enough for all babies on the same formula and then split it into feeding bottles, but you can't do that for anything over 7oz because there simply isn't enough space in there. In theory, little man's current 8oz feeds should be the largest ones we are doing, but I'm also conscious that he has good days and bad days with food, so there are days or sometimes just certain feeds in a day when he finishes his 8oz and is looking around for more, and I would love to be able to just realise what the pattern of that is and make him the extra for those times, but again, it's a faff so making two bottles is sometimes the less faffy of the two options. 

How Much AI Is In Your Wedding,

Obviously I know AI is a hot button issue right now and there are a lot of feelings involved in vocal opposition of it, particularly when it comes to art or image creation, particularly because that is either people's side hustle or their business and that can come under threat because of the capabilities of AI.

There are some things that, with the best will in the world, AI is not ready to replace. For one thing, it can design things, but it can't build them or interact fully with the physical world or physical things so even if you were to ask it to design a manicure or a hairstyle, it can merely provide ideas which then have to be brought to life by a person. Does that de-value the knowledge, skills and experience of those who have been in the industry for years? Of course it can do, but it can also help inform first time brides of options, help them feel a sense of control over their wedding and their planning and even assist newer suppliers, vendors and such in the industry by doing some of that work for them, but does that prevent them from gaining the experience that has a value later? Possibly. Despite saying that, my nails and my hair are things I'm working with lovely local businesses on without the use of AI. 

Even my dress isn't something which has been informed by AI. I did consider putting a photo of me through an AI and asking it to help me with some general guidelines of what would look better on my body, and then I decided to just choose something that I liked, which didn't go super well the first time over but I have since made up for it. I did ask AI to design me a wedding dress, just for poops and giggles really, but even if I had done that long enough ago to contact a seamstress, get a pattern designed, resized, tested, revised and eventually finished, I don't know if there would have been enough time between when we booked the wedding and when the wedding is, and it would have been ludicrously expensive. Even trying to do it myself would have been so beyond my skill level and excessively expensive, so it was really just for fun. And it did make me love my dress more, because it's real and it's well designed and it's pretty.

Before this sounds like a thing where I didn't use AI at all, I used templates on Canva for a lot of our wedding stationery because after extensive Googling I couldn't find anything that matched what I wanted or what I liked, and then when it came to our seating plan, we figured it out without using AI (partly by cork mats screwed to a wooden board and push pins in it) but then needed to have a seating plan image which we could share with the venue and I didn't want to have to draw it myself. The funny thing is that despite repeated attempts to get it to correct the errors, like going 1, 2, 3, 4, 4, 5, 6, 7, 9, 10 or not putting enough seats at tables or too many seats at tables etc, it was still riddled with errors, but it was good enough to give an illustration. It definitely wasn't good enough to be printed, but that's fine since I wasn't planning on using it for that! 

I did consider using AI to make our welcome sign, but couldn't get close to what I wanted. At the point I was about to give up I found something a local artist had made that wasn't a welcome sign, messaged her with an idea that I had that was along the lines of what she does, and she was game for trying something a bit different. And it's amazing! 

There are other bits and pieces which my totally not artistic self is making or painting or doing and trying my best with, but we'll just see how it goes and how it turns out. Obviously I don't want to write too much about those at the moment, but maybe after the wedding... 

The True Cost of Working Away,

When my partner and I got together I knew that he was working in the type of role where he might end up working away, but the company he worked for at the point wasn't really getting him to work away a lot, if ever, and we had a long period of bliss where it just didn't happen, and from early on we didn't spend a whole lot of time apart.

Whilst we have been together he changed his role, which was good in some ways, and not so good in others (money, good, commute time, baaad) and there was talk about a lot more working away than there has been and part of that has been because his manager is a legend, and whilst we have been "enjoying" Little Man's newborn era (only in inverted commas because there are days when it is really rough) has been taking on a lot of the working away because he missed out on a lot with his own kids particularly in the early years, and he wanted to try and make sure that my partner gets as much time at home with our son as he can. (I'm so glad I'm out of the super hormonal part of post pregnancy, because otherwise I would be a weeping mess on the floor every time I think about how kind this is.)

But it's not all sunshine and rainbows, and when I was around eight months pregnant, my partner was needed to work away and as it's his job, obviously he had to go, but I think it was only one night (might have been two - my memory is terrible at this point) and the easiest thing was just for me to go and stay with my parents, because the idea of being thirty ish minutes away by car in case something happened overnight was a bit too overwhelming, and he was going to be over four hours away by car.

Naturally I did all of the usual soon to be mother panic and freak out things like making sure my birth plan was written out, making sure my hospital bag was with me at my mums, making sure I could charge my phone so if I needed to make a frantic call to him in the middle of the night, I could, and he did the soon to be dad freak out which I believe involves making sure that the vehicle is always brimmed with fuel, because no one needs to be looking for a fuel station when they need to start a mad dash to the hospital. As you probably already know, the mad dashes were not required.

Our baby boy is getting on for seven months, so it's been a while since the last time he actually stayed away overnight, but there have been a few locations where he probably should have stayed, but there wasn't the budget and or he hasn't wanted to leave us, so instead he's done long drives on top of long days and been utterly exhausted, but at least been able to sleep in the comfort of his own home and we've been together. And he was more than willing to do the same again, but I was worried about him, because driving tired is awful. Drinking Red Bull or similar so you are not too tired to drive is awful. I know he's used to driving and I know he's an adult and he can look after himself, but I also know it's not just that he wants to be at home to see me and to see our son, but also that he feels like he needs to be here to help, because babies are tiring. Babies are stressful. Babies are such a blessing, of course, and I love that kid so much, but that doesn't mean it's easy. He's a great partner because he wants to make sure I have support, but I don't want that to be at the detriment of his health, his wellbeing or anything else.

You can kind of see the stalemate we sort of reached here... but thankfully I promised I would get help, even if it was during the day, either go down to my mum's or go and visit family and such like, and reminded him that we have people around I can call for backup if needed (not going to lie, it would have been hard, my pride would have been hurt, but I would have done it, because I would have accepted that I needed to) and I've got through it just like tons of other parents do, but what's the cost been? 

For one thing, we didn't know until the last minute if he was definitely going, when he was going or if he was staying over, so it could have been a week of very early mornings (I apparently wake up, say bye and roll back over with no recollection of this most mornings) and very late nights where he would be returning home after our son was already in bed, or to a cranky baby who has been kept up to see his dad. None of that seems great for my kid. Because of that, things like food plans have gone out of the window and whilst I've adapted, it's been a touch annoying to say the least. 

As many people have, we've been watching the World Cup matches together and him being away meant that our last match of actually being in contention for the Cup we had to watch apart. Now, he might have been quite happy with that because I'm not a particularly big fan of football, but normally he is my barometer for when I need to look up from whatever else I'm doing (only when we're watching on the TV) so I don't miss the important bits... I missed England's goal but saw both the Argentina goals...

Naturally him being away affects our conversations, too, because when signal is crap and he's on the way home we can just say 'I'll see you in an hour, I'll speak to you when you're home...' or whatever it is, but when the only contact we'll have to connect over is the phone, it makes those calls far more important, and far more frustrating when the signal is shocking or my auditory processing disorder flares up (which happens a lot and is why there are subtitles on my TV permanently). I tend to have calls on loud speaker, because I can do other things at the same time then and that helps my brain stay "in" the conversation, but then it means that my son can hear his dad on the phone, and he smiles, he looks around and then he can't see his dad, so he looks confused. Honestly, that was rougher than I expected, because he doesn't understand when I tell him Dad's going to be home in a couple of days. He's still of an age where if it's not in front of him, it doesn't exist. (And joys of ADHD, I have times like that, too.) 

Earlier in this blog there were notes of triumph, because I've managed things okay. I've had help, but my son and I have been fine. He's been eating fine, smiling, laughing, and gone to bed when he should do. I've got washing done and tidied up and generally felt like something of a functional human, which is incredible, but I've also missed the hell out of my partner and I can't wait for him to get home. And yes, I do know that there are a lot of people whose partners work away and some are gone for months at a time or some go and they're working in war zones. I get it. Or at least I get that I don't get it, partly because I know I'm not built for that. In a big way, to me, working away sucks, and I'm pretty sure my little boy would agree. 

How Big Is Your Small Wedding,

And we're back onto weddings...

I may have said this before, but if I don't remember then what's the likelihood anyone else does? Actually, it's probable that someone else would remember better than me because my memory is terrible at the moment.

The smallest wedding that you can legally have in the UK (and probably anywhere, but I'm just writing what I know) is the two partners, two witnesses and then your celebrant(s), registrars or religious leader(s) which works out to five people at the very bare minimum, and the very easiest that you can do that is at a registry office, but even then you have to give notice and wait for twenty nine days (the day you give notice and twenty eight days afterwards) before you are actually able to get married. I will admit that I would have appreciated a wedding like that, partly because it's not having to talk in front of a bunch of people or having to have too many people involved or too many people's opinions and inevitably it's one of the cheapest ways to get married. I don't think it was ever something that we entertained though, because my partner wants his family with them and I do, too, and there are some people it would just be more hassle to not have there than it is to have them.

Thinking a little bit bigger would have been just including both sets of our parents, which for us would have meant the two of us, four parents and assuming that two of them could be witnesses (it's actually not a given) and then the registrars which would make for a room of eight people, or if we could have done something we did consider, at least for a minute, seven people by being married on a cruise ship and having the ceremony done by the captain. The problem with that being that my partners parents are raising one of their grandchildren, so we would have needed to include them, and then both sets of parents would likely have wanted us to include our siblings, which would have been another three, plus one sibling's partner, so four. Once you're including that number of people there are other family that we would need to include which then started to tick the numbers up even further, and as we went through it our small wedding seemed to be getting bigger and bigger and bigger.

This is one of the reasons, and there are a few on a list, but this is one of the bigger reasons why we weren't allowing plus ones for the wedding. To me, plus ones are just adding random people you need to pay for and accommodate and also tolerate to your wedding day, but they are likely people you don't know, have never met and will never see again, so unless necessary - like they are the spouse of someone who knows no one else at the event - they were something we definitely wanted to avoid. When other people have wanted to invite people to our wedding, it's been hard to say no, but for the majority of times it has been a no, because we didn't want some sort of massive event (and only partly because we didn't want a massive bill for it). 

By the end of it, we could have added probably another fifty people onto the evening do if we had really wanted to, but the most important thing to us was that it would be an event of people we are close to, who are close to us and it be something we can both enjoy and that our son can enjoy without being surrounded by hundreds of people we or he don't know, or have to spend the entire wedding introducing each other to half of the room. How big is our small wedding? Maybe a little bigger than we quite wanted it to be, but still small enough for comfort, I think.

I'm Screaming Writing This,

I'm so mad, because I've been doing so well writing these posts and scheduling them because I know finding the time is impossible, but it's been a super busy weekend and whilst I took my laptop with me to London to go and see My Chemical Romance for the second time, I didn't touch it once! Why am I screaming? Because the schedule I made for myself is to post these at noon and it's already 11 am and I'm working against the baby having been down for a nap for a while already, juggling wedding admin that needs to be done by our last wedding meeting with the venue (which is so soon!) and also my inability to type very fast because I'm still getting used to having gel nails and they're great, they look fabulous, but my God do they seem to get in the way of life. I wouldn't mind, but they're not even that long!

This weekend has been the best in a while though, because my partner has been home since Thursday evening and we've been able to spend it together. 

Friday was a family event and we got to enjoy that as a little family of three, even though I managed to forget to bring bottles and had to try and get Little Man to have his milk from a cup. He's hated cups for a while and seems to either cry at them, drop them or try and throw them, so that wasn't really going to plan for a bit, until he realised it was his normal milk just in a different type of container and then he calmed down... as we were organising an emergency trip to the supermarket for a new bottle...

Then Saturday was his first sleepover. In the heat. We decamped half of the contents of our living room down to my mum and dad's place so that they could look after him whilst we went to see My Chemical Romance again and I cried my little emo heart out screaming along to every song, because there will never be a point where I don't absolutely adore The Black Parade in its entirety. The little guy was fine, but holy hell he didn't make it easy on himself with refusing to sleep, crying until he was so red in the face it was impossible to tell if he was too warm or just on strike from sleeping, and then clearly wasn't impressed at sleeping somewhere different.

Sunday was all about the drive home, and yes, I could have had my laptop on my knee, tapping away whilst I wasn't driving, but I was doing *redacted wedding prep activities* instead and given how close it's getting, that was more important at the time! 

So that's life. Still busy. Still messy. Still disorganised, but making it work as best as possible, and still getting this blog written and published by noon, because contrary to the opinion of the doubting voice in my head, I can do this.

What's For Tea?,

Some people are probably not aware of the fact that I have a lot of anxiety around food because I have a lot of anxiety about talking about my anxiety around food, so I just don't a lot of the time, but I've been trying to more in appropriate places and at appropriate times because I think it helps the scouts that I work with know that they can talk to me about their issues with food and know that I won't push them on things they're not comfortable on since I get it. Before you say, nobody would, trust me, I've been there and I've seen it handled badly.

Naturally, when it gets to a certain point in an evening, the conversation between most couples or families or sets of roommates if they eat together is to ask what's for tea or what do you fancy for tea, or what are we making for tea etc. We used to follow that question up with the word Mum because even when she wasn't making it, she was always the one deciding what we were having etc because she did the shopping and knew what was in the house. Yeah, we were kind of lazy. For Paul and I, it's a bit more complicated.

I've been a vegetarian for over two decades (yes, it really has been that long) and whilst I've taken part in Veganuary a couple of times I have never thought I could seriously go vegan for any long period of time, so much so that when our baby was having issues and it looked like either lacotse intolerance or CMPA (spoiler alert: it was CMPA) I had a good cry over the fact that I would have to stop breast feeding or pumping at all because I just knew that I couldn't drop all dairy from my diet to make sure that my breast milk was safe for Little Man. That might sounds selfish, but most of the protein in my diet is from things like eggs and cheese, and whilst I had at one stage got myself off drinking 'normal' milk in tea and coffee and started drinking Oatly, it's something I stopped a long time ago, and when I've tried to transition back to it, I just can't make myself do it. There is a taste difference and the longer it's been since I drank oat milk regularly, the more it tastes somewhat porridgy to me and it kind of ruins my drinks.

All that being said, Little Man is now of an age where he's starting to have bits of food and it's quite nice to be able to give him bits of things we're having, but that's not very possible given his allergy, so anything I'm making feels like I'm making three different versions of so we can all eat, or we're having to make two or three different dinners to get everyone fed and meet everyone's needs which is honestly making life much more complicated and I'm not even back at work yet! So here's hoping that it doesn't take little man too long to work his way through the milk ladder and outgrow his allergy to milk, butter, cheese, cream and all the other good things in life, particularly because most dairy free chocolate sucks. 

Can You Play Musical Chairs At A Wedding?,

Genuine question because it would honestly make certain things in life, or at least during wedding planning, a lot easier, but it would make things a lot more difficult.

On the plus side, it would take out the need to do a table plan, which is a big thing, because it's not just the display, the ideas of how you do the display, how you put it up (does it go on an easel or a stand or have it's own legs or what?) or about everyone who tries to get involved and say who they will or won't sit with or anything like that, but it is the sitting down and thinking which personalities will mesh well, who is going to clash and who will bring the drama and who will calm the drama. It's about who is going to be shy or feel awkward, who gets nervous and word vomits all over who they are next to (and how the person next to them is going to take that) and all of the other bits that you worry about when you're putting people together for a stretch of at least an hour and a half. If you tell everyone it's a game of musical chairs you take the stress out of it for yourself, but then the problem is you pass it onto your guests and for us that would be horrible for a few people, because a few of them are travelling to the wedding on their own. For people that don't know anyone, it would be really hard.

As if passing the stress on isn't bad enough, and let's face it, it would be bad enough because some people are quite vocal about their disapproval of certain things at weddings, if you've planned a plated meal like we have, it would make it impossible for the venue. I read of a wedding group recently that someone was trying to do a plated meal but without options, so if you could find a dish that worked for everyone then yeah, maybe that works, but we have multiple people with allergies, people with multiple allergies, dietary requirements and sensory food issues, so unless we did something like chips, which let's face it, is not a meal, it wouldn't work. 

I mean, I suppose the answer to all of that is to have a buffet, but I would still worry that it means guests who have come on their own would struggle, and people you would genuinely like to introduce may never meet, and also buffets are, at least to me, somewhat problematic, because it all just feels like snack food and a wedding is a long day (or at least ours feels like it could be) and I need more than snack food to get me through it, and I'm sure I'm not the only one.

We started on our seating plan weeks ago and honestly found it a struggle, as many people do, but when we sat and looked at it again, pretty much determined that we were going to get it done that evening come hell or high blood pressure, we didn't even argue. We debated a couple of things, looked at it from personalities and also the maths of how many people fit on each table, but then it didn't take too long to come up with something that we thought actually fit the majority of people or was at least the best that we could do. 

And if all else fails, or someone tries to bring the drama, or a couple of people get too into their politics or anything like that, it kind of becomes musical chairs at the evening do anyway, because there are a few more people and the assigned seating kind of idea goes a bit out of the window, doesn't it? In theory people will move around, chat, dance and all that, or at least I would hope that they would...