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Pork, Apple & Cheddar Sausage Roll Recipe

So, for most of us, it's just a week until our little humans start, or go back, to school. This year is Bill's first year at school. If I close my eyes hard enough, I can see a newborn, tiny boy in my arms. And now the time has come to let him go and start to carve out his future.

I'm in the process of checking his uniform, ironing on name tags, trying not to get too emotional, and thinking about school dinners. I've partnered up with Marigold to bring you this (pretty brilliant) Pork, Apple & Cheddar Sausage Rolls recipe. We made these on Sunday and they are already gone. They disappeared within the hour. They are savoury, with a hint of sweetness, and salty cheese. And they are perfect for school lunch boxes. You can even keep them in the freezer ready for the day where you forgot to buy bread!

Slimming World Oxo Roast Potatoes

There's an age-old problem when it comes to losing weight. And that is carbs. 

Pasta. Bread. Rice.

Ah potato. My little spud. How I adore you. But you are bad for me. Most of the time. Unless I make you this way...

So this is my Mum Bod?

The first few months of new motherhood allows you to retreat into a bit of cosy fug. Even if you end up in hospital for a long while like we did - there was nothing expected of me. Other than to just keep going. And that's all I expected of myself either.

Just get through the days, Charl. You'll be fine. Those jeans fit. Sure - they try and slice you in half after about half an hour's wear, but they fit. They fit. That's all that matters.

But I'm four months on now. Daisy was four months' old on 21st August. And I'm still here telling myself I've just had a baby. And yes, in some ways I have still just had a baby. I am still up in the night, tube feeding my sleeping daughter. I'm still asking Dr Google why she can't seem to get rid of this cough. I'm still changing nappies and inspecting the contents.

I'm a bonafide new mum (take two).

The Weekend Post #38

It has been such a long time since I have written a post devoted to our simple memories. The last time I did this was 14th March 2016. Daisy was not even born. Our family remained unchanged. We have been through a lot since then.

It's no secret that adjusting has been hard. Of course it has. Babies are hard. And it just so turns out that our little baby needs a little extra from us sometimes. But it's okay. 

I am feeling much more healed now. Does that make sense? It's almost like a physical pain would be. Like when you sprain your ankle and you can start to bear weight and move around again. Except, sometimes, I overdo it, and that can take a toll on my head and my heart. But I'm actually starting to relax. Muscle by muscle. And enjoy family life again.

Our weekends don't seem very exciting at all. And sometimes, when I start to commit them to memory or camera, or even in words, I stop and wonder - who cares about all of this?