Erm.... so I'm still working on the Marfusha paper toy idea - gotten further with the weapons and skinning side of things plus getting everything into a5 format so I can make it into kits similar to the Squat toys but just a few other things have happened since then...
Moved house... got a cat... became a dad - a normal year then eh?
On the same day that we found out Meep was pregnant someone decided to give us (for free) a one eyed pony. Great news all round (guess what she was more excited about... typical) however we;d just signed the lease on our flat for another 6 months and so had to explain to the landlords that we couldn't continue to live there as having children would invalidate our lease. Their answer - we could move out as long as we found someone to fill in our place. This led to a very frustrating six months of making sure everything was spotless and slyly packing as well as the morning sickness and mood swings of the first trimester. We felt we couldn't look for a new place whilst everything was uncertain and this caused no end of frustration.
As the 6 months was up (and Meep was really struggling with the 5 flights of stairs at that point) we said 'sod it' and started to look for a place, hindered by the fact that we could only look around places on the weekend due to my work hours so most places were taken before we even got a look in. Finally we got a streak of luck and are now in an amazing 3 bed terrace just a stones throw from the train station... there's even places to park (now that we were borrowing my 'rent's car as the baby was getting due)
Moving in was alright thanks to friends and family - relatives flocked from the length of the country in order to see how we were doing and to move a couple of boxes and we were all moved with time to spare for the nesting instinct to kick in. So well behaved was the labour, that it didn't start until *after* we had unexpectedly house my brother-in-law and his Fiancee for 2 weeks, their boxes had gone and Mimi had had a good scrub at the skirting boards
Labour wasn't as smooth as we'd liked - Mimi was adamant to not have any pain meds and she managed right up to the time she had to be anasthetised for the c-section - something neither of us had planned for as we were reliably told a week before by the midwife that he was the right way up and progressing nicely. How wrong she was. When the contractions got to the magic number (3 every 10 mins) we went to the hospital for a check up, accompanied my Mimi's mum who had come up from London for the birth. We were told it would be ages and that we should go home and run Mimi an bath so she could sleep and rest. An hour later her waters go... in the bath, and we rush back to discover that our child was a footling breech and had to be rushed into the operating theatre for a c-section right away.
After a spinal aesthetic that took 3 attempts and a lot of apologising from Mimi, we became proud parents of Sebastian Ray Cockeram at 2am on the 6th of August. He's constantly amazing us - first off by having really bad silent reflux that meant he couldn't sleep unless he was lying on one of us and is only just being managed by a combination of gaviscone, enzymes and antacids - and now by chuckling, waving his head around and becoming... well a little person really.
I'm getting back into the swing of the arty things now (albeit on more of a back burner due to nappies, bathtimes and cooking as well as a fulltime job) but I haven't just been frittering the time away, I promise.
I have plans...