So having had a really nasty bout of the flu last week, missing the start of the spring sunshine to stay shut in the dark and the only thing I actually wanted to consume was ibuprofen, at the end of the week when I started to feel better I was really glad of a good laugh at my son's expense!
I found hitting the medication 1 hour prior to the school run gave me just enough life to survive it! But talking or even looking at anyone else was a no no! I would like to apologise to any of my mummy friends if i ignored you last week!
Anyway, back to the actual point of this post, the spring onion!
4-year-old looks generally grubby and covered in paint or pen when he gets home from school, and this particular day the little gremlin was sitting beside me and I did wonder why I could smell what I thought was cheese and onion crisps!
A little later, after allowing him outside for 30 seconds, in the incredibly bright oh my eyes! My eyes! sunshine, to water his little pot of primroses, he returns back inside, tells daddy all about the watering and then produces a spring onion out of his trouser pocket! Says he had forgotten it was in there! So now I know why I could smell onion, and I ask him how long it has actually been in there? 'Only today Mummy, I found it on the school field!' Thank goodness for that! Thought it might have been in there for weeks!
Much love everyone, I am back in the land of the living! Xx
Tuesday, 24 April 2018
Sunday, 15 April 2018
Maternal Instincts in Print
As I'm sure a lot of my readers who follow my Facebook page know, I been working to turn my blogs into a book, featuring my blog posts as well as some other text never seen before.
Last week I took a leap of faith and put this information out there on the Maternal Instincts, as well as my own, Facebook page, with pictures of the front and back covers included and the question 'to publish or not to publish?'
I couldn't have predicted the response I would get from everyone, such lovely and positive comments including:
Go for it!
That's fab!
Brilliant idea!
and
Well you're a dark horse aren't you!
So here are the pictures of the front and back covers again (they are my proof copy hence the watermark), and apart from needing to amend a couple of typing errors, I am seriously impressed.
Last week I took a leap of faith and put this information out there on the Maternal Instincts, as well as my own, Facebook page, with pictures of the front and back covers included and the question 'to publish or not to publish?'
I couldn't have predicted the response I would get from everyone, such lovely and positive comments including:
Go for it!
That's fab!
Brilliant idea!
and
Well you're a dark horse aren't you!
So here are the pictures of the front and back covers again (they are my proof copy hence the watermark), and apart from needing to amend a couple of typing errors, I am seriously impressed.
My plan is to make this live on Amazon UK in paperback and Kindle, in the near future, so watch this space!
Thank you to everyone for their support. This is something that is all mine (apart from the 1 story written by my daughter) and I appreciate every one of you who follows my Facebook page, presses like or share and leaves lovely comments.
xx
Monday, 26 March 2018
Spring forward
So we had a lovely weekend and it really felt like spring had sprung and the world had woken up!
We had missed just walking around locally and going down to the sea, walking the zig zag path and the board walk and ending up on the harbour arm which is now open again and a lot more of the old platform is finished.
Easter is coming and although they're mentioning cold weather still, I don't care because I've always liked Easter. Not just for the chocolates! Its time with family, a break from work and maybe , just maybe, ditching the haggered winter jumpers! Fingers crossed!
So I may take a break from this whilst the kids are on holiday. Unless, of course, they provide me with some hysterical inspiration that I just can't ignore!!
Happy Easter everybody, may the chocolate be with you!! 😉💜
We had missed just walking around locally and going down to the sea, walking the zig zag path and the board walk and ending up on the harbour arm which is now open again and a lot more of the old platform is finished.
Easter is coming and although they're mentioning cold weather still, I don't care because I've always liked Easter. Not just for the chocolates! Its time with family, a break from work and maybe , just maybe, ditching the haggered winter jumpers! Fingers crossed!
So I may take a break from this whilst the kids are on holiday. Unless, of course, they provide me with some hysterical inspiration that I just can't ignore!!
Happy Easter everybody, may the chocolate be with you!! 😉💜
Monday, 19 March 2018
Moaning
So lately I've been struggling for inspiration a bit as 4-year-old is not providing a great deal to laugh about. He's behaving like a stroppy 2-year-old a lot of the time.
His day starts with moaning because I won't let him rifle through the recycling bag during breakfast looking for another empty box he can make into a 'rocket!'
We then proceed with me repeating to him the need to eat something until I'm blue in the face.
By this point 7-year-old is up, fed, dressed, hair done and asking me tricky maths questions at 7.30am!
Ninja moves are then applied to 4-year-old to get him into school uniform! Resulting in a lot of moaning from both him and me!
Moaning continues all the way to school, he hates phonics, he hates maths and anything that doesn't involve charging around outside getting as muddy as possible!
I enjoy my 6 hours to myself!!
When 3pm arrives, there's moaning that he can't run off by himself, moaning because whatever cardboard monstrosity he's made is falling to pieces as we fight the British winter weather walking back home, moaning because he can't have more than 1 'Freddo!' Moaning because he's got to take a bath, moaning because apparently I cooked the wrong dinner!
Ninja moves to get him into his pyjamas!
Moaning about having to read his school book, moaning because there can't be more than 300 bedtime stories!
Finishing up with me moaning because there's nothing good on TV!
Happy Monday everyone!! 🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷!!
His day starts with moaning because I won't let him rifle through the recycling bag during breakfast looking for another empty box he can make into a 'rocket!'
We then proceed with me repeating to him the need to eat something until I'm blue in the face.
By this point 7-year-old is up, fed, dressed, hair done and asking me tricky maths questions at 7.30am!
Ninja moves are then applied to 4-year-old to get him into school uniform! Resulting in a lot of moaning from both him and me!
Moaning continues all the way to school, he hates phonics, he hates maths and anything that doesn't involve charging around outside getting as muddy as possible!
I enjoy my 6 hours to myself!!
When 3pm arrives, there's moaning that he can't run off by himself, moaning because whatever cardboard monstrosity he's made is falling to pieces as we fight the British winter weather walking back home, moaning because he can't have more than 1 'Freddo!' Moaning because he's got to take a bath, moaning because apparently I cooked the wrong dinner!
Ninja moves to get him into his pyjamas!
Moaning about having to read his school book, moaning because there can't be more than 300 bedtime stories!
Finishing up with me moaning because there's nothing good on TV!
Happy Monday everyone!! 🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷!!
Monday, 12 March 2018
A new pair of jeans
It's amazing how a new pair of jeans, or an old pair (but newly found 😉) can take you from feeling like you just can't 'adult' this week to feeling like you have the energy to take on the world!
This week involves many aspects of life and on a rainy Monday morning I couldn't see how I would ever make it to the weekend. Then I got home from work to find a pair of jeans had been delivered which I had forgotten about, and I feel there may actually be a reason to get up tomorrow!
This was followed by this evening watching Reese Witherspoon on The One Show and realising she's over 40! Ok so she still looks like she's in her 20's and never seems to age but it gave me some comfort knowing I'm actually younger than someone who looks younger than me!
Happy Monday everyone, it's nearly done!!
Xx
This week involves many aspects of life and on a rainy Monday morning I couldn't see how I would ever make it to the weekend. Then I got home from work to find a pair of jeans had been delivered which I had forgotten about, and I feel there may actually be a reason to get up tomorrow!
This was followed by this evening watching Reese Witherspoon on The One Show and realising she's over 40! Ok so she still looks like she's in her 20's and never seems to age but it gave me some comfort knowing I'm actually younger than someone who looks younger than me!
Happy Monday everyone, it's nearly done!!
Xx
Saturday, 24 February 2018
We're all parents
I saw this article on Netmums earlier and it's inspired me to write a different blog post to normal.
https://www.netmums.com/support/mums-brilliant-response-to-woman-who-said-she-wasnt-a-real-parent
The above article relates to a mother who adpoted her child and was being criticised for not being a 'real mother.'
I'd like to take the 'giving birth doesn't always make you a parent' from a different angle.
I'm going to be brutally honest and say that when I had my 1st child, I found it incredibly difficult from the word go. I suffered from the 'baby blues' and every day just wanted to run away. This didn't last long thankfully but I found the whole motherhood thing a huge adjustment.
I've seen articles criticising c-sections basically making them look like the easy option. They're most definitely not an easy option.
My first child was born by emergency c-section. They whisk you into theatre at a rate of knots, you're barely aware of the risks but you've scrawled your signature on the form anyway. As I'm sure in a lot of cases, because they didn't know it would necessarily end this way, they've let you have something to eat at some point. So after going through rushed major abdominal surgery, I was of course very sick. Therefore I couldn't hold my daughter immediately let alone attempt to feed her. As a result I'm convinced this is why the baby blues set in.
My 2nd child was born by elective c-section. A totally different experience. You get to meet the anaesthetist, surgeon and midwives who will be with you in theatre. All the staff seem more relaxed. Everything's done in good time. You're fully aware of the risks and because you're going for major abdominal surgery you've not been allowed to eat anything for hours.
I held my son straight away. And honestly, to this day (nearly 5 years later) I still maintain that my relationship with him is totally different to my relationship with my daughter. It doesn't mean I don't love her, of course I do, it just means my start to my motherhood journey was a bit shaky and this can have lasting affects.
Having a child, in WHATEVER way, DOES make you a parent. Motherhood is a major adjustment to your life, some of us don't take to it as easily as others.
A couple of my friends with young babies recently referred to me as a 'pro!' And although I see it as a compliment, I'd like to tell them that when their kids are nearly 8 and 5, both in school, and they're stood there holding someone else's baby, you too will feel like a pro because you've been able to sleep slightly better and drink a latte that morning in peace!!
Much love to all mothers, we're all doing great. xx💜
https://www.netmums.com/support/mums-brilliant-response-to-woman-who-said-she-wasnt-a-real-parent
The above article relates to a mother who adpoted her child and was being criticised for not being a 'real mother.'
I'd like to take the 'giving birth doesn't always make you a parent' from a different angle.
I'm going to be brutally honest and say that when I had my 1st child, I found it incredibly difficult from the word go. I suffered from the 'baby blues' and every day just wanted to run away. This didn't last long thankfully but I found the whole motherhood thing a huge adjustment.
I've seen articles criticising c-sections basically making them look like the easy option. They're most definitely not an easy option.
My first child was born by emergency c-section. They whisk you into theatre at a rate of knots, you're barely aware of the risks but you've scrawled your signature on the form anyway. As I'm sure in a lot of cases, because they didn't know it would necessarily end this way, they've let you have something to eat at some point. So after going through rushed major abdominal surgery, I was of course very sick. Therefore I couldn't hold my daughter immediately let alone attempt to feed her. As a result I'm convinced this is why the baby blues set in.
My 2nd child was born by elective c-section. A totally different experience. You get to meet the anaesthetist, surgeon and midwives who will be with you in theatre. All the staff seem more relaxed. Everything's done in good time. You're fully aware of the risks and because you're going for major abdominal surgery you've not been allowed to eat anything for hours.
I held my son straight away. And honestly, to this day (nearly 5 years later) I still maintain that my relationship with him is totally different to my relationship with my daughter. It doesn't mean I don't love her, of course I do, it just means my start to my motherhood journey was a bit shaky and this can have lasting affects.
Having a child, in WHATEVER way, DOES make you a parent. Motherhood is a major adjustment to your life, some of us don't take to it as easily as others.
A couple of my friends with young babies recently referred to me as a 'pro!' And although I see it as a compliment, I'd like to tell them that when their kids are nearly 8 and 5, both in school, and they're stood there holding someone else's baby, you too will feel like a pro because you've been able to sleep slightly better and drink a latte that morning in peace!!
Much love to all mothers, we're all doing great. xx💜
Wednesday, 21 February 2018
Half Term
Well I had a little break last week, not intentionally, but it was half term and I found myself quite busy being social. I'm quite glad we were booked up because these days, now the kids are both at school, they're just not used to spending all day in each other's company! Tug of war over EVERY toy! 4-year-old launching himself at 7-year-old when the only thing she's guilty of is trying to do something by herself for 5 minutes!
Somewhere mixed into the week was pancake day. That evening consists of me standing at the hob making pancakes for everyone else and eventually getting to eat the last one which by that point I'm no longer interested in! 7-year-old attempted to flip a pancake which she did really quite well. And 4-year-old, as predicted, ended up with a mess of pancake and ice cream in a bowl, neither of which he actually ate!
And as for Valentine's Day when 2 kids are involved!! We got each other cards and said we'd have takeaway for dinner.
By the evening, after a few hours with friends and their children on a mass half term play date, all children sugared up on muffins/doughnuts, safe to say both kids were going a bit bonkers! The film 'Valentines Day' was on TV so started trying to watch it but impossible to hear it over the sound of a 4-year-old and a 7-year-old hyena!!
By the time we get to ordering takeaway, I've got a 7-year-old on my lap, still laughing like a hyena, and a 4-year-old launching himself at us with a batman mask on and a plastic box on his head!
Who said romance is dead!
So safe to say I'm quite glad this minute to be sat with my coffee, writing this in peace!
Hope everyone had a good half term.
Xx
Somewhere mixed into the week was pancake day. That evening consists of me standing at the hob making pancakes for everyone else and eventually getting to eat the last one which by that point I'm no longer interested in! 7-year-old attempted to flip a pancake which she did really quite well. And 4-year-old, as predicted, ended up with a mess of pancake and ice cream in a bowl, neither of which he actually ate!
And as for Valentine's Day when 2 kids are involved!! We got each other cards and said we'd have takeaway for dinner.
By the evening, after a few hours with friends and their children on a mass half term play date, all children sugared up on muffins/doughnuts, safe to say both kids were going a bit bonkers! The film 'Valentines Day' was on TV so started trying to watch it but impossible to hear it over the sound of a 4-year-old and a 7-year-old hyena!!
By the time we get to ordering takeaway, I've got a 7-year-old on my lap, still laughing like a hyena, and a 4-year-old launching himself at us with a batman mask on and a plastic box on his head!
Who said romance is dead!
So safe to say I'm quite glad this minute to be sat with my coffee, writing this in peace!
Hope everyone had a good half term.
Xx
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