Well, having created my first blog – to hell with the consequences!! I then realised I couldn’t actually find it again, whoops! So here I am, sharing my thoughts with the world and I find that I have sent them out into cyber space and lost them!! I can tell that this is going to take me a little while to get used to. But on a positive note, I have decided who my blog is for…ME! It’s going to be a place for my rants, thoughts and stuff, if you would like to have a read, then great, if not, then that’s cool too. It’s going to be a little something for me, I spend the rest of my life sorting things for and thinking about family life – this is a bit of ‘me time’!
I started my blog privately in a word document, unsure if I was going to get up the courage to actually post it, therefore I have a few dated ‘back posts’ so I am just going to put them on (now I’ve taken the plunge) so that I can catch back up with real time. Sorry if that is confusing! But as you may gather this ‘blog’ malarkey is all new to me.
Friday 12th June 2009
Today is Millie’s first little visit to school. I don’t know who is more excited, her or Abbie! She’s had her uniform on since 6.30 a.m. Abbie wanted them to be dressed the same! Millie was very proud in her uniform, on the way to school this morning. Her visit isn’t actually until 2.15 this afternoon, but I’m glad that she is keen!
Georgia had a funny moment walking across the field top school. She decided that she didn’t like her shadow, so she tried to get away from it. At one point she bent down and hit it! She kept turning and trying to walk away from it, but every time she looked back it was still there! Then she sat down and started to take off her shoes, I think she thought the shadow was attached to them!
Okay, so here’s the thing.. I needed to get the bolognaise sauce in the slow cooker ready for tea (as tonight is quite hectic – Millie’s school visit, Abbie is at a party after school and I am meant to be going out with the girls later). Now, as I have to go up to school this afternoon for the parents meeting I didn’t want my clothes to smell of onions (bad experience at Abbie’s Christmas performance last year, having got the evening meal into the slow cooker I then went up to school to watch the play, and the whole time I was conscious that I stank of onions! Yuk!). So I decided to take my top off, to keep it clean, and put my apron on. All is going well, although I have forgotten about my state of semi-undress (due to other things on my mind like having to fish Hannah & Georgia out from behind the sofa where they got stuck, taking Hannah to the toilet to try to prevent the second pair of wet pants today, whilst in-between trying to prepare tea!) So when the doorbell rings and I go to take the delivery (crop trousers from Matalan that are going to make me look gorgeous – surely??!!) I remember just as I open the door that I am about to greet the delivery man in my bra, but decide that he probably won’t notice (as long as I don’t turn around) as I have my apron on. Just as I am signing for the parcel I remember why you can never get away with anything with a four year old in the house, as Millie wanders up behind me and says “Mummy, why can I see your boobies?” Since I’m not sure the delivery man really wants to hear about the problems of smelling like cooked onions at school meetings I chose to ignore my inquisitive child on this occasion as hastily say my goodbyes to the man!
13th June 2009
Well, it was great to have a night out with the girls last night! Plenty of bubbly wine, chat and ending the night with a bit of a bop! However, my girls have absolutely no concept of how a morning after a night out might feel (and let’s face it; why should they?) so I had a nice wake up call at 5.30 in the morning, from a bright, happy, full of energy Hannah wanting me to take her for a wee! Yey! So, after sorting Hannah out, I crawl back into bed with Rob; by this time the rest of the clan are up and bouncing around. All is going well, I can feel myself drifting back into a doze with the sound of the kids playing in the background when all of a sudden the bedroom door bursts open and in fall an arguing Hannah and Georgia, each pulling at one of the little buggy handles shouting “NO, MINE!” at each other, at the top of their voices. Okay, so this argument is sorted, the other little buggy is found and the appropriate dollies are placed in each….. calm is restored. Once again, I shut my eyes and try to pretend it isn’t really morning, all is going well again….for a while….then the shout comes through from Abbie, Hannah has shut herself in the bedroom, couldn’t open the door so now has accidently done a wee on the bedroom floor. At this point, we decided to give up on the lie-in and get on with the day ahead…..starting with cleaning wee up off the floor, oh joy!
14th June 2009
At just turned six years old I feel Abbie has got one step closer to being a teenager!! It is all since the arrival of the DS lite (games console) that she got for her birthday. She now sits, hunched over the thing, busily taping away with the little stylus pen. She manages to grunt the odd response to a question, but other than that we sometimes don’t hear from her for hours (I must think about some time restrictions for that thing!). I have to threaten to take it away in order to prompt her into getting dressed, and when in a hurry, I have been known to dress her while she plays! She extends the appropriate limb for me to insert into an item of clothing without looking away from the screen. She even ‘tuts’ at me when I pull her top over her head!
Although, having had a go myself, I can see the attraction! As least she has a few educational games, such as brain training. She told me the other day that I need to make sure I train my brain everyday and I think she may have a point! I had a go on her brain training game the other evening when she was in bed (see? she does stop playing it sometimes!!) Anyway, the depressing reality is, I really have got totally disappointing ‘baby brain’ and definitely do need to do a lot more practising, I wonder if it ever comes back? (not that I was, by any means, any sort of Einstein to begin with).
15th June 2009
Rob told me the other day that I forget things that he’s told me and I tell him things again that I’ve already told him. I tried to explain that when you have children, so much of your brain is taken up with the kids’ schedules and appointments that there isn’t any room left for remembering anything else! I told him that even though I may forget things I’ve told him, I do know exactly when Millie has her visit to school, when sports day is, when Millie needs to take her P.E. kit to playgroup, when the kids have the dentist, when Millie & Abbie are on their trips, where Hannah or Georgia have put that ‘special’ toy they were playing with last week and have suddenly decided they have to have (usually five seconds before we need to leave to pick Abbie up from school), where Abbie or Millie’s ‘special’ picture is that they need right now! or the words to that special song that we have to sing while we’re eating our lunch…. and so the list goes on. I sometimes think that the space left in my brain is a bit limited!! I am terrible at not committing to memory things that my friends tell me too and they end up saying “You remember? I told you about it last week?” (and I’m thinking, “umm, if it didn’t involve one of the kids being somewhere at a certain time, or something I need to do for school or playgroup, then there’s a big chance I haven’t filed it under ‘things I need to remember’, but instead it’s gone in ‘things that might be interesting to know about if I had a bit more filing space in here!!’). So, I am going to make a conscious effort to listen better to things I am told and maybe try to remember them!!
I started my blog privately in a word document, unsure if I was going to get up the courage to actually post it, therefore I have a few dated ‘back posts’ so I am just going to put them on (now I’ve taken the plunge) so that I can catch back up with real time. Sorry if that is confusing! But as you may gather this ‘blog’ malarkey is all new to me.
Friday 12th June 2009
Today is Millie’s first little visit to school. I don’t know who is more excited, her or Abbie! She’s had her uniform on since 6.30 a.m. Abbie wanted them to be dressed the same! Millie was very proud in her uniform, on the way to school this morning. Her visit isn’t actually until 2.15 this afternoon, but I’m glad that she is keen!
Georgia had a funny moment walking across the field top school. She decided that she didn’t like her shadow, so she tried to get away from it. At one point she bent down and hit it! She kept turning and trying to walk away from it, but every time she looked back it was still there! Then she sat down and started to take off her shoes, I think she thought the shadow was attached to them!
Okay, so here’s the thing.. I needed to get the bolognaise sauce in the slow cooker ready for tea (as tonight is quite hectic – Millie’s school visit, Abbie is at a party after school and I am meant to be going out with the girls later). Now, as I have to go up to school this afternoon for the parents meeting I didn’t want my clothes to smell of onions (bad experience at Abbie’s Christmas performance last year, having got the evening meal into the slow cooker I then went up to school to watch the play, and the whole time I was conscious that I stank of onions! Yuk!). So I decided to take my top off, to keep it clean, and put my apron on. All is going well, although I have forgotten about my state of semi-undress (due to other things on my mind like having to fish Hannah & Georgia out from behind the sofa where they got stuck, taking Hannah to the toilet to try to prevent the second pair of wet pants today, whilst in-between trying to prepare tea!) So when the doorbell rings and I go to take the delivery (crop trousers from Matalan that are going to make me look gorgeous – surely??!!) I remember just as I open the door that I am about to greet the delivery man in my bra, but decide that he probably won’t notice (as long as I don’t turn around) as I have my apron on. Just as I am signing for the parcel I remember why you can never get away with anything with a four year old in the house, as Millie wanders up behind me and says “Mummy, why can I see your boobies?” Since I’m not sure the delivery man really wants to hear about the problems of smelling like cooked onions at school meetings I chose to ignore my inquisitive child on this occasion as hastily say my goodbyes to the man!
13th June 2009
Well, it was great to have a night out with the girls last night! Plenty of bubbly wine, chat and ending the night with a bit of a bop! However, my girls have absolutely no concept of how a morning after a night out might feel (and let’s face it; why should they?) so I had a nice wake up call at 5.30 in the morning, from a bright, happy, full of energy Hannah wanting me to take her for a wee! Yey! So, after sorting Hannah out, I crawl back into bed with Rob; by this time the rest of the clan are up and bouncing around. All is going well, I can feel myself drifting back into a doze with the sound of the kids playing in the background when all of a sudden the bedroom door bursts open and in fall an arguing Hannah and Georgia, each pulling at one of the little buggy handles shouting “NO, MINE!” at each other, at the top of their voices. Okay, so this argument is sorted, the other little buggy is found and the appropriate dollies are placed in each….. calm is restored. Once again, I shut my eyes and try to pretend it isn’t really morning, all is going well again….for a while….then the shout comes through from Abbie, Hannah has shut herself in the bedroom, couldn’t open the door so now has accidently done a wee on the bedroom floor. At this point, we decided to give up on the lie-in and get on with the day ahead…..starting with cleaning wee up off the floor, oh joy!
14th June 2009
At just turned six years old I feel Abbie has got one step closer to being a teenager!! It is all since the arrival of the DS lite (games console) that she got for her birthday. She now sits, hunched over the thing, busily taping away with the little stylus pen. She manages to grunt the odd response to a question, but other than that we sometimes don’t hear from her for hours (I must think about some time restrictions for that thing!). I have to threaten to take it away in order to prompt her into getting dressed, and when in a hurry, I have been known to dress her while she plays! She extends the appropriate limb for me to insert into an item of clothing without looking away from the screen. She even ‘tuts’ at me when I pull her top over her head!
Although, having had a go myself, I can see the attraction! As least she has a few educational games, such as brain training. She told me the other day that I need to make sure I train my brain everyday and I think she may have a point! I had a go on her brain training game the other evening when she was in bed (see? she does stop playing it sometimes!!) Anyway, the depressing reality is, I really have got totally disappointing ‘baby brain’ and definitely do need to do a lot more practising, I wonder if it ever comes back? (not that I was, by any means, any sort of Einstein to begin with).
15th June 2009
Rob told me the other day that I forget things that he’s told me and I tell him things again that I’ve already told him. I tried to explain that when you have children, so much of your brain is taken up with the kids’ schedules and appointments that there isn’t any room left for remembering anything else! I told him that even though I may forget things I’ve told him, I do know exactly when Millie has her visit to school, when sports day is, when Millie needs to take her P.E. kit to playgroup, when the kids have the dentist, when Millie & Abbie are on their trips, where Hannah or Georgia have put that ‘special’ toy they were playing with last week and have suddenly decided they have to have (usually five seconds before we need to leave to pick Abbie up from school), where Abbie or Millie’s ‘special’ picture is that they need right now! or the words to that special song that we have to sing while we’re eating our lunch…. and so the list goes on. I sometimes think that the space left in my brain is a bit limited!! I am terrible at not committing to memory things that my friends tell me too and they end up saying “You remember? I told you about it last week?” (and I’m thinking, “umm, if it didn’t involve one of the kids being somewhere at a certain time, or something I need to do for school or playgroup, then there’s a big chance I haven’t filed it under ‘things I need to remember’, but instead it’s gone in ‘things that might be interesting to know about if I had a bit more filing space in here!!’). So, I am going to make a conscious effort to listen better to things I am told and maybe try to remember them!!
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