So, to update:

Elliana Rhiannon Taikasha Currill, my daughter, was born on the 15th March 2008 at 10.34am at the John Radcliffe hospital, Oxford. We now live in Oxfordshire in Bicester, and Stacey is as beautiful and amazing as ever. She has dyed her hair purple again, which looks awesome on her, and she has dropped two dress sizes and four stone since she was pregnant! She didn't have time to lose any after our son was born, because she fell pregnant again shortly aftwerwards.

She is the rock of our family, a wonderful mother and a devoted fiance. She is beautiful, witty and a true jewel among a sea of plain pebbles.

Ellie is adorable though, The spitting image of her mother, and mad as a bag of rabbits. She has almost limitless energy, and the most adorable laugh ever. She is now 6 months old, and she has a beautiful bond with her brother.
Speaking of which, Thomas has grown a lot since last I updated here. He is now 17mths old, is walking and keeps saying new words! He never says them again AFTER the fact, of course, but he does say them...

Anyway, I'm sure I'll be around again to update in another year

Me. Her. Him. Us. In Oxford. Next sunday.


COMING SOON!

Small news on the Oxford front. We have found a place for the cats. We are hoping our friend Kayleigh can pop round and feed them whilst we are away. I am requesting holiday tonight for the week of the 13th of July. Won't know until tomorrow and won't be able to say until friday. So yeah.



good news is: mum has offered to look after thomas and lend us some money to play with. Alcohol, anyone?

Hey all, Thomas is still nice and healthy. Growing amazingly fast. I have no idea where the last seven weeks have gone! Stacey and I are coping so much better than when he was first born. Everything was just so hectic back then. We are stuill carrying out his bath time routine and he is still sleeping at night time. We have to keep feeding him every three hours because he is a tad underweight (you should see how long he is - he is going to be so tall when he grows up). But hopefully when the midwife comes round on Friday she shall say he is fine and we can start feeding him every four hours. Looking at how chubby he is though, I don't think he is underweight anymore. He is starting to look like his mummy as well so we are both pleased about that. Thomas is so funny sometimes especially when he smiles. He has this toothless little grin he gives us, its adorable.

We are moving out in July. We have just had enough of the flat we are staying in as it is not suitable for thomas and has some crazy-assed chav neighbours nearby. (so margate, then?) Yeah, so that should be fun moving three cats.
I am trying to take the family up to Oxford to visit my parents and various friends. The problem is getting the time off work and finding somewhere for the cats to stay. Still, I am sure we shall sort it out.

Love to all.

Its so sad that bitter individuals choose to destroy your good mood by playing pathetic little childish games .. at least thats what Holly would do if she had the intelligence to do so.

Well, anyway .. regardless of any lunatic whores who don't know who the REAL father of their child is, I am actually in a good mood. Our friend Kayleigh came round earlier and chilled out. She took home her two kittens (our cat decided to drop a load before stacey was due to give birth) so now the house is emptier. The ex-midwife came round and picked up her little one too. So now, all we have in the house are lady, chicken and rogue, the kitten we decided to keep for little thomas. Stacey and I went for a meal yesterday, it was beautiful. Stacey's family decided to look after him for a couple of hours while we spent some time together. It wasn't anything fancy, but wonderful all the same.

Thomas is great. He is eating healthily and has his six week check tomorrow. I am sure everything will be fine. He really is gorgeous, just like his parents.

nothing much apart from that .. tis all.