Life begins at 44
Saturday, 20 September 2014
Things change as you get older...lol
I can't believe I'm saying it lol.....off we went to the fair, £2 to £3 a ride, for a four year old, I remember when it was 50p a ride and half price on a Thursday night. I have to say that the rides are amazing, a train that soakes you in bubbles, lol, kids versions of adult rides, however one thing has not changed, win a gold fish and no we did not bring one home....lol
Mum loves Saturdays, car boot frenzy,lol
I love saturdays, carboots, (like a big garage sale), we have so much fun,
Friday, 19 September 2014
Bedtime Feelings
A real busy day today, with normal appointments, Work, kids, home all the things that women do, all the time in my mind I'm contemplating the future and enjoying the fact that I have choices to make, I believe that every child we have , you can kiss goodbye to the first four years of their life, what I mean by that is that until they go to school full time,you are responsible, when it comes down to it wether you are married or a single mum. Some people would disagree with this statement but there you go. I have two children at college and one little man going to school full time on the 29th September.
I think because he was a change baby( on the menopause and HRT at 36) to find out at 40 that you are pregnant with my history,well!!!!! Talk about mind blowing in every way. I have no regrets , life is a gift, and he certainly has been.
I remember at my 20 week scan, I'd convinced myself I was having a girl, because the thought of another boy and the risk of autism and living all that again filled me with such fear, when she said it was a boy, I freaked out totally, lol, I can see the nurses face now utter shock horror. On the drive home I was reminded by my wonderful husband that we had managed once and we would again if we had to.
It all seems so long ago...........in a few weeks he will be going on his path in life and mine we'll we will just have to wait and see!!!!!
I think because he was a change baby( on the menopause and HRT at 36) to find out at 40 that you are pregnant with my history,well!!!!! Talk about mind blowing in every way. I have no regrets , life is a gift, and he certainly has been.
I remember at my 20 week scan, I'd convinced myself I was having a girl, because the thought of another boy and the risk of autism and living all that again filled me with such fear, when she said it was a boy, I freaked out totally, lol, I can see the nurses face now utter shock horror. On the drive home I was reminded by my wonderful husband that we had managed once and we would again if we had to.
It all seems so long ago...........in a few weeks he will be going on his path in life and mine we'll we will just have to wait and see!!!!!
Mum, friends, life's Angels
During my life there have been hard times, fear, lost,alone, so alone that some people just could never imagine, times of desperation, deep in depression, violated, abused physically and mentally, sexually, post traumatic stress, bald due to alapchea, I think I've spelt it right....lol and on and on
Don't think ohhh here comes the sob story, let me finish.
At these times in my life, angels! In the form of people have entered my life, helped me live and helped me survive, words would never be enough to explain the kindness and goodness that these people gave to me in my time of need.
However I would like to say, to my own shame at some point later in life , I let these people, my angels down.
I find it ironic that when my angels needed it, I could not be there for them as I am only human and circumstances would not permit it.
Imagine having your sick child having brain scans in a room and one of your angels in the same hospital down the corridor , your already as a mother at breaking point.............
But something I have done in their name is carried on the kindness and goodness that they gave me and helped others in their time of great need.
I would like to think that they are aware of this and with their understanding of my life, forgive me
Don't think ohhh here comes the sob story, let me finish.
At these times in my life, angels! In the form of people have entered my life, helped me live and helped me survive, words would never be enough to explain the kindness and goodness that these people gave to me in my time of need.
However I would like to say, to my own shame at some point later in life , I let these people, my angels down.
I find it ironic that when my angels needed it, I could not be there for them as I am only human and circumstances would not permit it.
Imagine having your sick child having brain scans in a room and one of your angels in the same hospital down the corridor , your already as a mother at breaking point.............
But something I have done in their name is carried on the kindness and goodness that they gave me and helped others in their time of great need.
I would like to think that they are aware of this and with their understanding of my life, forgive me
Normal'!!!!!!!!
This little word which means such a lot to some and so little to others!
To me normal is what generally society expect, in whatever generlisatin you are using, for example , when talking or answering a question about something that there may be a different, there is a normal starting point, to me now normal in relation to describing a child I would tend to use the word "main stream"which in turn whether it is politically correct or not I don't care.
I think when you have had and raised a child that was not normal in their development ,this word tends to represent your dreams or something that you have not got. I'm sure this would be a great discussion point. I have found that as my son got older I can use this word without the heart ache it once caused.
To me normal is what generally society expect, in whatever generlisatin you are using, for example , when talking or answering a question about something that there may be a different, there is a normal starting point, to me now normal in relation to describing a child I would tend to use the word "main stream"which in turn whether it is politically correct or not I don't care.
I think when you have had and raised a child that was not normal in their development ,this word tends to represent your dreams or something that you have not got. I'm sure this would be a great discussion point. I have found that as my son got older I can use this word without the heart ache it once caused.
Good morning World!
What's important, money?, belongings, love, happiness, how do we measure accomplishment and failure as an individual, I think we would all answer this question differently. I did the walk of shame today at my sons school, I did not send the libary book back in yesterday and could not find it this morning. What planet am I on I ask myself, why do I feel such a bad mum? I'm not I'm a good mum.
Thursday, 18 September 2014
We only have so much land, what's being done!!!!!!!! Night time thoughts
I've just finished watching the documentary on the people on the French side trying to get into the lorries to come here.
WHAT IS our government doing about this!!!!!not a lot, wake uppppp, sort out our borders, the French don't seem to care, but then they know they don't want to stay there, they all want to come here, our resources are stretched if not splitting at the scenes, would somebody some where , wake up and see what's happening to our country, I wonder how much the one man that wanted to go home cost our country/tax payers , with his stint inside, shoplifting, working and on and on, he wanted to go back to his own country but because he burnt his own passport, his own country would not let him back, rant over
WHAT IS our government doing about this!!!!!not a lot, wake uppppp, sort out our borders, the French don't seem to care, but then they know they don't want to stay there, they all want to come here, our resources are stretched if not splitting at the scenes, would somebody some where , wake up and see what's happening to our country, I wonder how much the one man that wanted to go home cost our country/tax payers , with his stint inside, shoplifting, working and on and on, he wanted to go back to his own country but because he burnt his own passport, his own country would not let him back, rant over
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