Monday, 26 July 2010

My self concious 1 year old

Every parent must worry about their children. I know I worry about them. Not just for safety and well being. I'm worried about them going to school (although it still is a long way off!) and how easily they make friends. Will they be popular? Will they be bullied? Will they be bullies themselves? It's terrifying! My heart breaks at the thought of having one of them come home in tears because someone at school is picking on them.

Today, my fears were almost answered in a way. We were walking to the shops to post my little nephew's birthday present. Wee Z was on his buggy board clutching Woody and Miss C was in her pram shouting at the passing people. I noticed two girls ahead of us, strolling along chatting. They couldn't have been any older than 11 or 12. We caught up to them (I'm a mad power walker!) and one of the girls turned round and noticed Miss C. She said hello in that baby way you talk to babies, and she asked her name. I told her and slowed my pace down. She then asked me, "Is that its birth mark on its face?" So I replied yes. What she then said shocked me. "It's a shame its on its face isn't it?" I replied that it wasn't a shame, it is cute and it doesn't matter, does it? With that I smiled and walked off.

I can forgive the innocent questions children ask because they don't know any better. This little girl knew what she was asking though because she knew what Miss C's mark was. The fact that she then said it was a shame it was on her face just confirmed fears I have for my daughter. She's going to be teased when she is older because of this mark.

I know there's nothing I can do about it except raise both my children to respect and care for everyone irrespective of how they look. I also have to ensure that they love themselves and know that they are loved by us. I know I can't wrap them in cotton wool but I felt so bad for Miss C and scared for her. I know what it was like to be bullied and it isn't nice.

Should I have said anything more to these girls? I think I handled myself pretty well considering I was fuming inside. Luckily Miss C was oblivious to it all but how much longer will it be before she realises?! Wee Z knew the girl was talking about his sister but didn't realise what she was saying. He starts nursery in 3 weeks though and it won't be long before he starts to pick things up from other kids. They aren't innocent for long are they?!

Friday, 23 July 2010

The Gallery - Nature

This week's theme at The Gallery is Nature.

I'm not a big naturist outdoorsy kind of girl. I'm not into camping, although I can imagine it might be quite fun to do one day with the kids...except a tent would be a caravan and by caravan I mean one of those "sleeps 20 people with running hot water, central heating and double glazing" bad boys.

When I think about nature, I see beautiful landscapes, birds flying through the sky singing, greenery, sunshine and flowers. We decided to plant a sunflower this year. A dangerous idea in our household because I am the "plant killer" of the house. I managed to kill a cactus once...!

Anyways, I thought I would share a few photos of our sunflower, still alive of course. Husband took a cracking photo today so all credit to him this week. I was too scared to take the picture myself and you'll understand why when you come to it.

Sleeping inside his little weed like bed
Starting to open up, Wee Z hoped he would be purple inside LOL
Hello Mr Sunflower
Mr Bee comes to visit Mr Sunflower...Husband got so close you can even see Mr Bees little legs! Eeeek!

One year on from blogging

I've been blogging for a full year today. In that time I've read lots of wonderful blogs, chatted to some lovely fellow bloggers on Twitter and Facebook and I've also written some posts that I'll read back on in years to come and remember things I'd forgotten.

I really enjoy blogging and consider it my hobby. It's also my prep work for the future when I'd really like to write a book. What about? I don't know yet. So many things I could write about!

I'm not sure what direction I'm going to take with my blog. I'd like to continue writing about the kids so they can look back on it when they are older. I do want to write about different things though and whether I should start a new blog separate to this or not is something I'm thinking about too.

Anyways, thank you to everyone who has commented, followed and befriended me over the past year! It wouldn't have been the same without you!

Wednesday, 21 July 2010

Girls...sugar and spice and all things nice...Really??

What are little boys made of?
Snips and snails, and puppy dogs tails
That's what little boys are made of !
What are little girls made of?
Sugar and spice and all things nice
That's what little girls are made of!

I'm starting to think Miss C was supposed to be a boy and Wee Z was supposed to be a girl. That's if the above poem is anything to go by.

Miss C is really boisterous. She is forever climbing up things, into places she shouldn't be and being a bit of a daredevil. She screams at you, shouts at anything that moves and likes to beat her brother up. She loves to slather herself in her dinner and pour her water all over herself from her cup. She hates getting dressed, cleaned or changed.

Messy Pup!

Wee Z can be boisterous, but I expect that because he is a boy. He hates being messy and loves going for a bath, getting dressed and snuggling down with his Mummy for an afternoon nap or to read books. He does throw the occasional tantrum but otherwise he is really sweet and considerate and is happy to do anything with you. He loves to sing songs and dance (to Lady GaGa!) and play pretend.

Butter wouldn't melt!

This evening I took Miss C's nappy off just before her bath and whilst I was helping Wee Z get on his toilet seat, she went into her room and did a huge poo on her floor. She then proceeded to mush it in to her carpet with her bum. I didn't notice this until I saw her crawling through to the bathroom with poo hanging off her bum. It was at this point she had the cheek to try and climb on to Wee Z's toilet seat...Wee Z was in fits of laughter and I was left to attempt to clean poo off her carpet! This isn't the first time Miss C has done a poo with her nappy off. It's like she waits until it's off to go or she will only poo in a clean nappy. Another time, Daddy was getting them ready for their bath as I was working and she did a poo and decided to eat it! Wee Z never did anything like this when he was her age! He has pooed in the bath before but was quick to shout about it to get it (or himself) out. I expected to have all the horrendous poo stories with him, not Miss C.

I'm quickly finding that little girls aren't all sugar and spice we like to believe they are!

Monday, 19 July 2010

My boy loves pink

I won a competition over at Glowstars recently. Wee Z is now the proud owner of a bundle of BiC Kids pens, crayons and pencils. He loves them. He decided he was going to use them today for the first time. Daddy took a picture of his masterpiece because it's just fantastic. Definitely one to pull out on his 18th or 21st.

That's right, his masterpiece was not a drawing I can hang on my wall. Whilst Daddy was changing Miss C, Wee Z decided to paint his nails with felt tip. He chose pink as his colour. He walked through to the living room and said "Daddy look at my pink nails!" Hilarious!

Sunday, 18 July 2010

What to do on a rainy day?

The weather seems to have taken a turn for the worse. Where has the summer gone? Are we really only going to get 2 weeks of sunshine in the whole summer season? The rain is making it quite hard to keep my kids entertained. I'm not a crafty mummy so there is only so much painting I can handle. I love baking but it won't do mine or my neighbours' waist lines any good if I do it every day. And hyper kids + rain = crazier mummy!

Husband had a fantastic idea the other day about starting a craft group. I go to soft play often but to be honest I try to boycott it in the holidays because they bump their prices up and there are too many older kids running around. I wouldn't mind going to a craft group though. The idea of Wee Z getting to paint without me having to clean up...bliss! He'd love it too. I've just never heard of any craft groups around here and if there are any, like a lot of the groups, they stop during the holidays.

I love going swimming with the kids. It's fantastic exercise and it really tires them out. Wee Z is fearless when it comes to water and he loves going down the slide and jumping in the pool. I can see Miss C following in his footsteps and she really enjoys splashing in her rubber ring.

When all else fails I love nothing more than staying indoors with the kids playing games and watching films. I can't wait until Miss C is big enough to sit through a film with us. At the moment she's quite content to play with all the toys whilst Wee Z and I snuggle on the couch.

Whilst this all makes for a really nice rainy day in, having just bought a new trampoline, I'm longing for some more sunshine! So if you happen to have any, please send it my way. Thanks!

Thursday, 15 July 2010

My Dream Day

It's our wedding anniversary today. So strange to think that 4 years ago I was still technically single (engaged of course but still, an individual) and then after signing my name upon the dotted line I became a MRS. I still find it strange when people call me MRS! Hang on mate, that's my mother in law.

It was a gorgeous summers day when we got married. I could hardly sleep the night before for nerves but I had my bridesmaids with me and they really helped me on the day. It was in the car on the way to get married that I felt sick with nerves and excitement. I felt so grown up.

The ceremony was really nice and intimate with only a few family and friends, which made it even more special sharing our day with people we knew and loved. It seemed to be over very quickly and I just remember feeling relieved when it was over because the nerves had passed and I could actually start relaxing and enjoying the day. Obviously Husband couldn't relax until after his speech. We had our dinner at a lovely Italian restaurant which opened early for us so we could enjoy our meal in private. The speeches were really lovely and the Best Man's speech had us all in fits of laughter.

The reception was held in a private members club and it was a brilliant night. All our evening guests were there, people we hadn't seen for years even made it from all over the country to see us. It was just a fantastic day! We wouldn't have done it any different!

Happy Anniversary to my gorgeous Husband! To many more happy years together xxx+o

Sunday, 11 July 2010

When are you ready for a baby?

According to Gurgle there are 10 ways to tell you are ready for a baby. Really? 10? I'm pretty sure it was less than that.

1. One hot night of passion
2. 6 weeks or so later...where is my period?
3. Buy a pregnancy test or 5
4. Pee on stick
5. Shit it's positive, try another one, shit it's positive too...and that one too...OMG!
6. 9 months later...ta

Well at least that is how it went for me. What about you? When did you know you were "ready" to have another baby?

We weren't actually trying to get pregnant, more a "if it happens, it happens". We certainly talked about having babies, discussing how many we wanted. We didn't choose names for our kids until they were born or we knew what we were having. The spare room didn't become a haven to a newborn until just before I was due to have Wee Z. I've always liked babies...sleeping ones...I've never really taken to kids. I wasn't thinking about hanging up my party shoes for nappies or my bottle of peach snapps for night feeds.

Once the kids came though, I feel like I just changed naturally. I just became a mother. I had to. Whether I was ready or not was never something that crossed my mind. Nothing could have prepared me for the sheer exhaustion a baby would bring. The demand for attention, nurturing and unconditional love.

So how do you know, really, if you are ready? Being a parent is the hardest job in the world. But it is also the most rewarding. You might think you are ready but until you have a baby, I don't think you can really know.

Now I have 2 kids, I'm weighing up the pros and cons of having a third baby. The biggest factor in the decision to have another baby is, I'm sad to say, money. I think that would be the answer most parents would give. It shouldn't come down to money because so long as that baby is loved and cared for then it shouldn't matter how much money you have. The reality is it does. Babies might not cost an awful lot in the beginning, especially when we already have 2 cots, a car seat, a pram, baby clothes and toys. But what about when Wee Z and Miss C go to school. Uniforms and school shoes, school trips and after school clubs cost money. Day trips with friends and holidays cost money. 7 weeks school holidays...cost money. Christmas costs money. Birthdays cost money. Am I sounding too cynical? Of course, I am in love with my 2 children and I am grateful for them everyday. That is why I want them to have the best and most comfortable life possible.

Perhaps having a third baby would put a huge strain on us and them? Perhaps when you start thinking about making babies as whether it's convenient or not to your family you should stop? Perhaps it's not about knowing you're ready but knowing when you're finished?

Tuesday, 6 July 2010

The Gallery - Holidays

The theme at The Gallery this week is holidays! I love going on holiday! I love packing my suitcase, going to the airport, browsing through duty free, getting on the plane and arriving in the sun. I hate take off and landing in the plane.

I was really lucky to have some fantastic holidays when I was younger. As we lived in Mexico for some time, we would travel to the USA a lot. My dad flew across from the UK and took my sister and I to California to see Hollywood, Disneyland, Universal Studios and Seaworld. My mum and step dad took us to Orlando, Florida. We travelled to Acapulco in Mexico. We went to the South of France, Portugal and Spain. Well travelled!

Wee Z and I took a holiday in 2008 with my Mum to Portugal. I love Portugal. The weather is gorgeous, the food is delicious and it's just a really nice place to visit.

Wee Z and I in Portugal

Checking out the pool

The pool at the hotel

Hotel pool in Portugal 2004

The gorgeous beach view in Portugal (our honeymoon 2006)

We're planning our next family holiday for next year. Not sure where we are going to go yet but very excited that we'll be going with our friends and their kids. Any recommendations?

Friday, 2 July 2010


I was playing about with my camera this morning and here's what I captured. Flowers! I love them, I just wish they didn't make me sneeze so much. The fourth picture is of our sunflower. He's coming along nicely!

Thursday, 1 July 2010

Animal attacks

I watched the documentary this evening on the poor little twin girls who were attacked in their cots by a fox. The attack happened on June 5 2010 in London. As a mother, I can only begin to imagine what the parents of these little girls must have felt when they saw what the fox had done to them. One of the twins had had her arm bitten and her mother described it as appearing as "if it had been through a cheese grater", whilst the other twin suffered injuries to her face that could have resulted in her loosing an eye.

I felt really sorry for the couple as they relived the ordeal of finding their daughters' covered in blood, crying and their father told of the fox just sitting on the landing, watching them, only leaving when something was thrown at it. They have been subjected to some horrible words on Facebook and police had to stand outside their house for fears of animal activists coming to their home. As if they hadn't gone through enough!

I don't agree with blood sports, such as fox hunting and I'm glad that this was banned as it was inhumane. I don't agree though with people who believe animals are on an equal level to us. They are incapable of thinking like us, feeling like us, being emotional like us. Their first instinct is survival and will see it fit to do this however they can. They are wild. Of course we keep animals as pets because some animals have spent more years than I know becoming domesticated. And you could argue that if you get an animal young enough, you could domesticate any animal. Have you ever seen the Lion Man? He plays football with huge lions!

If a dog attacks someone then it is destroyed and no one bats an eyelid. Yet here, a fox attacks 2 sleeping children, therefore unprovoked, and some narrow minded people throw their dummies out the pram when 6 foxes were caught in the family garden and were (humanly) destroyed. Would they be saying the same if it was one of theirs that was attacked?

Both of the girls are now back home with their Mum and Dad and older brother after spending time in hospital recovering. They will have scars for life now but I suppose that's a small hurdle to deal with than what could have been an even worse outcome.

I think John Bryant, one of the sceptics at first, sums this incident up rather well when speaking in the documentary, "I think the Hackney incident will be remembered as a totally unprecedented and freak event, but it may serve as a warning to us that making pets of foxes, feeding foxes, getting them too used to not a good idea." I think this could be true of any wild animal out there.

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