It's been a bit hectic..

We've been rather hectic over here. I got so sucked in my Christmas, I was like a walking fairy light! Previous years have been, ahem not, so, good. So I really wanted this one to be special for the little bears. And it was!

New years had been a quiet adventure for us for the past 4 years. Normally resulting with me asleep by 11* (*9), and Lee becoming less and less interested. Our party days aren't quite over but they're hibernating for now. That's all.

I was all ready to get back to it with new little projects to start, was even writing my first post of the year. Then BAM. Bad news hits me like a hole in the head. My poor Mama had a heart attack. Out of the blue. She'd had a flu over Christmas, which turned into a chest infection but the day before the heart attack when I spoke to her she sounded better.

10 days in hospital, the last 3 of which she was in insolation after catching MRSA from her drip, she finally came home last night. A whole lot better then when she arrived! She's on the mend but my nerves are shot to pieces!

So we're still here. Just quiet. But back to it. And excited :)

Belated happy new year to you all x

Happy weekends

After a week of naughty toddlers (not just mine), lots of moaning (not from me this time!) and reading horrors in the news (anxiety alert!!) We've had a lovely weekend. Nothing out of the ordinary but lovely all the same.

Naughty, screaming toddlers have been the massive pain in my ass this week! Mine included but mostly other toddlers with the tantrums and crying! Oh god that screaming cry that goes straight through me like a knife! Like I said flynn is no saint and can bust a tantrum like the best of them but seriously these other toddlers were unbearable! And when flynn and I had a day of just us I realised he's alot easier to snap out of these tantrums then some of his friends (like I said he's no saint!)

The moaning is normally done by me (i try not to, honest) and I like a attract people that like to moan to me about day to day life. Fine we all deserve a moan. But sometimes I like normal conversion. Away from the moan and drama. I need less drama and more calm. Hommmm.

Not really horrors but bad news I suppose. A 9yr old girl got knocked over by a cyclist in our area on Friday and the nasty idiot cycled off leaving her in a fatal condition. He did hand him self in the next day but it left me seething that any one could leave a child in such a state. Then there's the train crash in Spain and a man somewhere in the world who done horrible, unthinkable things to some girls but skipped the death sentence because he offered to do life in jail. How he has the choice is beyond me!

Enough of the groan! To gather my inner calm we went to my favourite beach, which is never busy or dirty and the water is shallow enough for flynn to play in with out me dying of a heart attack. Normally there's cockles but we only found diddy ones. Flynn amd daddy had fun splashing arojnd in the freezing sea whilst isla and I had a cwtch on the sand. Bliss. And then we went for a drive in the lovely area which bends all around the beach. So lovely to see families out doing things they enjoy. I miss all these things as I'm too busy thinking about the next thing I have to do.

Today was spent us having our pictures taken (more on this later) and going to the local funday at the park. Fun happy family time. Tainted only a little bit by some moaning (not me, all about the calm) I will not be dragged down, I will not be dragged down. New mantra!

All for the calm.

27 Days

These past 27 days have mainly been me trying to keep this ruddy house tidy (near impossible most days), trying to control the terror that my lovely first born is becoming, waving bye to loved ones, keeping bugs and infections away and catching up on A LOT of lost shut eye.

I've been a bit lost for inspiration and time for post's. I've been catching up on some on my favourite blogs, like More That Toast, I'm Only Saying What You're Thinking & oh! you pretty things on a daily bases and they give me the oomph the write but then I loose it. And then a month has passed and I still haven't written anything.

To be honest I haven't exactly pushed the blog for readers, it's mainly just for me to off load and if someone reads then I'm happy. I'm a bit scared that if I do push for readers then I still won't get any or people will find me boring. Silly? I think so.

So instead of trying to rack my baby shrivelled brains for a stupidly long post about what we've been doing over the past 27 days, I'll show you in true instagram stylee. And in the mean time I'll give my inner blogging self a kick up the ass and tell her to snap out of this silly mood.

 

 Found some old pictures of the boy as a little chub...the quiet days before little shit syndrome set in!

 

 

What I do most days

 

 

 

A rare moment when these kidlets sleep at the same time!

 

3 months old to the hr! STOP GROWING!