Friday, 26 April 2013

Letting go...just a bit....

My eldest daughter is ten years old, she is in year 5 so in a little more than twelve months she will be leaving junior school to go to big school.  After ALOT of talking & umming & arring I decided it would be ok for her to walk home from school on her own.  Now the school is literally only about two minutes away, if I'm in the garden, I can hear the school bell go, but this was still a HUGE thing for me. 

The rules were come straight home, cross at with the lollipop man, come straight home, don't talk to anyone, come straight home!!!

On Monday evening I was planning on doing a Magic Moments piece on how it only had seemed five minutes since I had taken her to school on her first day & now she was coming home on her own.  But I couldn't find the photo of her first day at school so was going to do it Tuesday evening instead.  I am glad I didn't do the piece as on Tuesday, she decided to walk her friend home first instead.  Her friend lives in the next road & she was only ten minutes later than usual but I was so mad, so scared that something had happened to her.  She was very sorry for what she did & as punishment I took her phone from her & have picked her up from school for the remainder of the week.

I think this is the hard bit, letting go of the reins & trying not worry as much as I do?  Letting her make her own decisions.  Letting her out of my sight.  I know is only going to get worse but I've got to let go a bit haven't I?

Friday, 19 April 2013

A Little Bit Lately

This post has been inspired by Hayley. It's just a quick summary of what I've been doing lately.

Well I have just started a book called The Drought which I've been asked to read so I can write a review at the end.  I do love my kindle but I'm rubbish when it comes to using it.  I prefer the good old fashioned paperback.  Also I made the mistake of buying Ali Harris first novel Miracle on Regent Street & it keeps looking at me from the book shelf, saying read me. read me.  I will try to resist.

I'm been watching Broadchurch staring David Tennant, Pauline Quirke & Will Mellor.  Its an eight part drama about Tennant playing a Detective trying to finding the murderer of a young boy in a seaside town.  There is only one episode left & we still don't know who has done it. It could be one of about two or three people.  I'm going to be so gutted when its finished.

Listening to
It's finally starting to feel like spring, a bit of sunshine makes me a whole lot happier & my music taste changes with the weather.  I never tire of listening to Paul Weller or Ocean Colour Scene but when the sun is shining we like to play SKA or reggae.  Number one song being played this week is a song by Symarip called Skinhead Girl.

I'm new to the blogging world. I'm still finding my feet & still have bits to fill in but I love it when I log on & see that someone has looked at my blog. There are so many blogs that I read & if I'm half as good as them in twelve months or so I will be very pleased.

Thinking About
In the past few days, since the sun has shown its lovely face, I've also been thinking about my garden.  I'm no way green fingered but the now the boys are walking I want to let them play in the garden.  At the mo, its not very child friendly so I need to give it a big spring clean.  Maybe we could plant a few seeds, I'm sure G would love that.  Hmmm are there any plants/flowers that can be planted any time of the year??

Friday, 12 April 2013


If I'm not too tired, or reading blogs I've usually got my nose in a book.  I tend to read chick books, a bit of romance or easy reads as I like to call them.  I love Dorothy Koomson, JoJo Moyes, Marian Keyes & Sophie Kinsella. But the last book I read by Ali Harris called The First Last Kiss was really good & when I finished it I really missed the characters.  I've told everyone to read it but I do warn you though if you do read it, have tissues at the ready.
But I do love Mike Gayle, Harlan Coben or sometimes a bit of James Patterson.
I hadn't checked my emails for a few days but when I did, I had an email from a Steve Scaffardi asking me to do a review of his first novel. 
I'm quite excited as I've never been asked to do a review for anything before. So in the next few weeks, keep your eyes peeled for my first review..... eek I'm excited.

Monday, 1 April 2013

To MY Boys - 19 months

To My Darling Baby Boys
First I really wish I had started this blog earlier so I could write to you some more, lots of things have passed which I won't remember to tell you but I guess now is a good a time as any.  I know you are not babies anymore but you will always be my babies & don't worry I will be writing to your sisters aswell.
I really can't believe 19 months have passed since you first arrived on that Thursday morning on 1 September.  My waters breaking in the middle of the night, arriving at the hospital when it was dark & the hospital was quiet.  Walking into theatre knowing that we would be finding out what our final two children would be.  Your daddy saying with tears in his eyes....its a boy & then two minutes later its another boy.  We were so happy.
Fast forward through LOTS of sleepless nights, yes I'm talking to you Finley & we find you now 19 months old. I was so proud last week when for the first time I walked with you, one on each side to the car from the shops.  I so wish daddy had taken a photo of the moment but I know there will be more moments like this especially now spring is nearly upon us so we can get out more.
I loved it Oscar, yesterday when your sister put on her rabbit ears & you did the sign language for it. You & Finley both love Mr Tumble so you must have picked it up from there.  Whenever Mr Tumble appears on the tv you both go mad to let me know he's on the screen.
Finley you are so clever, trying to copy the alphabet on the peppa pig game. You can both say mom, dad, nan, bapper (Capper) & you both try to say Georgia. Lolly we know is a lot harder to say.
On Saturday we all, apart from daddy, had haircuts.  This was the first time you both had your hairs cut.  I was so worried that you would scream or play up but you were both so good.  Finley sitting on my lap & Oscar sitting on Aunty Karen's. I don't know what I worried about.  Thank you for being good boys & I'm glad that Oscar still has his curls.
The more times I write to you both I will fill the letters with stories from when you were babies.
I love you both so much.
Love Mommy xxx

Writing for me?

As you can tell from the number of posts that have been posted I am VERY new to blogging.  The truth is I am scared to write down my feelings or thoughts because of what people may think.  Especially people who I know but are not necessarily friends with.  I know I shouldn't care as I don't care about these people but I've had a life of being called names and I just don't want to be judged or have people say horrible things about what I write. 
I read people's blogs & they just flow,  they are easy to read, they have lots to write about but for me, I struggle to write a paragraph. I know it takes practice but I so hope that in time I can be like these people.
Even as I'm writing this I think, should I publish it so the world can see or should I just leave this as a thought in my head?!