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Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts
Monday, 12 March 2012
Day 72 Mmmmm Apple Cereal
Today TV had her first taste of proper(ish) food. We fed her special baby apple cereal. She of course made a mess of herself, getting most of it around her face rather than eating it, and couldn't grasp the fact that it was a spoon and not a bottle and tried to suck the spoon. But other than this is was a relative success and she looked like she enjoyed it.....
Thursday, 1 March 2012
Dealing with stresses and strains
Many who read my blog will usually see how light hearted and family orientated it is, but this post is a little heavier. Many will know my OH and possible have read her blog over at peagreenpod many will know that she has been suffering since the birth of our child.
We've been trying to deal with these issues together and trying to get through it but this is easier said than done. Naturally there are good days and there are bad days you just deal with this. However help is not always what it seems, we have often grown frustrated as the so called help dwindles and twiddles it's thumbs, and the the other night I tried to research help for dads who have to support Post Natal Depression (PND) mothers and found very little offering help and advice. All I was looking for was advice and tips for Dads on how to support their loved ones but found very few websites offering this, and any that did offer advice and help were simply spouting the same things as commonly said, many that sounds that one person has written them years ago in one text book probably written when Freud was alive!
For those of you not aware of this advice it basically consists of a little practical support, such as helping around the house, can go a long way towards lifting there depression. Even the odd hour of babysitting, so you can have time alone. Being there for them and listening.
Now I'm not saying this advice isn't useful or helpful, it is, I just find it very frustrating that there isn't more help or advice for this, as it is very frustrating for myself when I am trying to help my OH go through what she is. You feel useless and powerless and all you want to do is make things better and you really don't know how. But to match this, you grow bitter and angry towards to so called help that is meant to be there for us.
We have recently had a Care Co-ordinator visit us a few times, only to seemingly drop off the face of the earth. OH had a call before an appointment to say her Care Co-ordinator wouldn't be visiting today due to sickness, which is fair do's everyone is entitled to sickness leave, I'm not angry at that. What I am angry at is that 3 weeks later we still had no contact from anyone, not the Care Co-ordinator or the office to offer someone else or see how we were coping, which is quite worrying. If they are meant to be a support network and help us get structured and on to a path health and happiness, then they have left us completely by ourselves to deal with it. As to say if they were our safety net from a fall then they buggered up cos my ass is hurting!
They promised a lot and have delivered very little, they promised us a support worker who would come visit and help set up activities for my OH to do with the kids etc. This was promised over 6 weeks ago and yet nothing has happened. They promised to help give us specifically my OH structure for her days and yet nothing has happened. Key information again missing. This is very worrying, my OH suffers from her condition to herself and has often questioned her existence, I'm sure there are many more woman who feel like this in the area, let alone country and it is worrying to think that they too are being given false pretences by this so-called support.
I know this post might sound like I am complaining and directing my frustrations all in one direction, and I certainly could have done more to avoid this situation, but who do you direct all your concerns in this area to? I want and will help my OH deal with this, and I will do whatever it takes to help, but I'm not ashamed to admit I need help in doing so. I want the help that is meant to be there but I will not allow it to offer us these false pretences and be very sceptical of it until it has followed through.
I feel there should be more out there to help fellow Dads in this situation, not specifically the support system failing but for Dads who have to support their OH going through with PND. I know its all important that in this situation we have to suck it up and do as much as we can and it's all about the mother getting better, I'm not trying to take that away. All I suggest is more information for Dads and even a kind of support group etc, after all Dad's in this situation need to vent too and to talk to other people in the similar situation or those who have previously experienced it that can help. That way we can help the mothers as much as possible and what works for one Dad might not work for another but it's worth trying isn't it? Theres obviously various different reasons for PND and different ways mothers feel it and cope with it, but the end goal for all is surely the same isn't it, to get the mother feeling better.
I'd love for anyone to comment and air their views, please tell me if you think I'm misunderstanding this whole situation, or whatever....
We've been trying to deal with these issues together and trying to get through it but this is easier said than done. Naturally there are good days and there are bad days you just deal with this. However help is not always what it seems, we have often grown frustrated as the so called help dwindles and twiddles it's thumbs, and the the other night I tried to research help for dads who have to support Post Natal Depression (PND) mothers and found very little offering help and advice. All I was looking for was advice and tips for Dads on how to support their loved ones but found very few websites offering this, and any that did offer advice and help were simply spouting the same things as commonly said, many that sounds that one person has written them years ago in one text book probably written when Freud was alive!
For those of you not aware of this advice it basically consists of a little practical support, such as helping around the house, can go a long way towards lifting there depression. Even the odd hour of babysitting, so you can have time alone. Being there for them and listening.
Now I'm not saying this advice isn't useful or helpful, it is, I just find it very frustrating that there isn't more help or advice for this, as it is very frustrating for myself when I am trying to help my OH go through what she is. You feel useless and powerless and all you want to do is make things better and you really don't know how. But to match this, you grow bitter and angry towards to so called help that is meant to be there for us.
We have recently had a Care Co-ordinator visit us a few times, only to seemingly drop off the face of the earth. OH had a call before an appointment to say her Care Co-ordinator wouldn't be visiting today due to sickness, which is fair do's everyone is entitled to sickness leave, I'm not angry at that. What I am angry at is that 3 weeks later we still had no contact from anyone, not the Care Co-ordinator or the office to offer someone else or see how we were coping, which is quite worrying. If they are meant to be a support network and help us get structured and on to a path health and happiness, then they have left us completely by ourselves to deal with it. As to say if they were our safety net from a fall then they buggered up cos my ass is hurting!
They promised a lot and have delivered very little, they promised us a support worker who would come visit and help set up activities for my OH to do with the kids etc. This was promised over 6 weeks ago and yet nothing has happened. They promised to help give us specifically my OH structure for her days and yet nothing has happened. Key information again missing. This is very worrying, my OH suffers from her condition to herself and has often questioned her existence, I'm sure there are many more woman who feel like this in the area, let alone country and it is worrying to think that they too are being given false pretences by this so-called support.
I know this post might sound like I am complaining and directing my frustrations all in one direction, and I certainly could have done more to avoid this situation, but who do you direct all your concerns in this area to? I want and will help my OH deal with this, and I will do whatever it takes to help, but I'm not ashamed to admit I need help in doing so. I want the help that is meant to be there but I will not allow it to offer us these false pretences and be very sceptical of it until it has followed through.
I feel there should be more out there to help fellow Dads in this situation, not specifically the support system failing but for Dads who have to support their OH going through with PND. I know its all important that in this situation we have to suck it up and do as much as we can and it's all about the mother getting better, I'm not trying to take that away. All I suggest is more information for Dads and even a kind of support group etc, after all Dad's in this situation need to vent too and to talk to other people in the similar situation or those who have previously experienced it that can help. That way we can help the mothers as much as possible and what works for one Dad might not work for another but it's worth trying isn't it? Theres obviously various different reasons for PND and different ways mothers feel it and cope with it, but the end goal for all is surely the same isn't it, to get the mother feeling better.
I'd love for anyone to comment and air their views, please tell me if you think I'm misunderstanding this whole situation, or whatever....
Wednesday, 15 February 2012
What it means to be Dad...
Over the last week I've been thinking....
I was stood in the kitchen washing the dishes (Shock horror a man doing the dishes) I can't confess that well and eldest ER was being abnormally cute. As I watched her prance around singing and pretending to be an adult it hit further home that I'm now a Dad and how much I enjoyed it. TV is only just 2 months old and so far (knock on wood) isn't any trouble, she sleeps through the night and enjoys falling sleep on me, something I at the moment Cherish as much as possible as I know one day this will stop and she will eventually be too embarrassed to be seen with her Daddy let alone fall asleep in my arms.
The truth is no matter what I do in life nothing will ever compare to being Daddy. I want my children to call me Daddy for as long as possible, I don't look forward to the day when it gets shortened to Dad, as my children will always be the frail little creatures that look up to me and rely on me to feed, clothe and bathe them. To nurse them to sleep and to kiss any bumps or bruises better.
I look forward to each activity in the day that allows me to be Daddy, I look forward to every hug and cuddle from my girls and embrace each one as if it was the last. Every chance I get to read the bed time story or take the kids to bed I enjoy as I am aware that one day the girls will be too old for this and won't require me to make sure I leave the big light on as they are scared of the dark (even though as Dad I do the Dad thing and worry about the waste of electricity)
I miss the children when I'm at work, I try keep work to what it needs to be but inevitably I have to work more than 40 hour weeks, I know that, my girlfriend knows that, its the way it is but I always try to rush home to see the kids before they go to bed, unless I'm working a late shift and then theres no chance as I don't finish until midnight.
Each day I have off I cherish to spend time with my daughters and their mummy to ensure we create happy and enjoyable memories for the girls to look back on and share in the future. And naturally I worry about they girls when I am not around and even scare myself at the thought of what would happen if something bad as to happen to me, but I try snap out of this quickly and focus on the here, the now and the positives and the happy memories we have created.
But most importantly I enjoy and cherish every time I see the girls smile and laugh and I feel sad every time their mummy sends me a picture message/tweet of them smiling of laughing and I am not there and have missed it in person.
My three girlies (2 Daughters plus mummy) are my world, my life and each day I can only try but make them as proud of me as I am of them.
I was stood in the kitchen washing the dishes (Shock horror a man doing the dishes) I can't confess that well and eldest ER was being abnormally cute. As I watched her prance around singing and pretending to be an adult it hit further home that I'm now a Dad and how much I enjoyed it. TV is only just 2 months old and so far (knock on wood) isn't any trouble, she sleeps through the night and enjoys falling sleep on me, something I at the moment Cherish as much as possible as I know one day this will stop and she will eventually be too embarrassed to be seen with her Daddy let alone fall asleep in my arms.
The truth is no matter what I do in life nothing will ever compare to being Daddy. I want my children to call me Daddy for as long as possible, I don't look forward to the day when it gets shortened to Dad, as my children will always be the frail little creatures that look up to me and rely on me to feed, clothe and bathe them. To nurse them to sleep and to kiss any bumps or bruises better.
I miss the children when I'm at work, I try keep work to what it needs to be but inevitably I have to work more than 40 hour weeks, I know that, my girlfriend knows that, its the way it is but I always try to rush home to see the kids before they go to bed, unless I'm working a late shift and then theres no chance as I don't finish until midnight.
Each day I have off I cherish to spend time with my daughters and their mummy to ensure we create happy and enjoyable memories for the girls to look back on and share in the future. And naturally I worry about they girls when I am not around and even scare myself at the thought of what would happen if something bad as to happen to me, but I try snap out of this quickly and focus on the here, the now and the positives and the happy memories we have created.
But most importantly I enjoy and cherish every time I see the girls smile and laugh and I feel sad every time their mummy sends me a picture message/tweet of them smiling of laughing and I am not there and have missed it in person.
Sunday, 5 February 2012
35 of 366: Family day out
We had a day out speant with the girls and my nephew as well as nana, my Nephew CJ and ER were being especially cute and co operative with one another 
Thursday, 2 February 2012
The things kids say....
Last week was quite a lovely week. Recently I feel as a family we have tried make a more conscious effort in going out and doing things together, spending more quality time together and creating some happy memories, with also the side bonus of taking lots of pictures.
It is obviously hard to balance work life with family life, that I am sure many people can sympathise with. But recently on my days off we've seem to do more and be more active rather than just lounge around the house.
The other day we went swimming together. Usually not an activity I enjoy as I can't swim, but taking the kids to the kiddie pool isn't too bad. ER particularly enjoys swimming, especially at my work place due to the giant yellow duck slide she can slide down. This particular visit was the youngest TV, who is only 2 months old, first visit to the swimming pool, which she seemed to enjoy, no tears, no sad face, unlike bath time she just sat with mummy and daddy taking it all in, probably jealous her sister could go down the kids and she couldn't.
This trip was followed up by me and my girlfriend going out on a date night, our first since TV was born. We went to a nice restaurant, instead of some family friendly pub/cafe, had some grown up conversation and grown up food and not have to bribe anyone with desert or the naughty step ( I nearly had to send OH to the naughty step though for not finishing her veg!) before we slowly made our way home via our new favourite blues cafe bar we managed to stumble on.
The next day saw a visit from Nana, which allowed us to go shopping and Nana distract the children. ER was quite excited as she got to buy some pink shoes with lights in them, I was excited as I got to buy Goldeneye on the PS3 ( I'm a big kid really) whilst Nana wanted to know what ER wanted for her birthday, her reply was, "a baby brother!"
This obviously caused me and mummy shock at first and then laugh with the reply that she should of asked earlier, but pointed out it wasn't going to happen on the count that she's just got a baby sister. She would later go on to say how much she likes being a big sister and now wants a brother as well as her little sister, I know how cute but at the same time scary. I think now she has stopped hoping for a baby brother within the next 2 weeks and instead set her heart on getting some train track and a kitchen set for her birthday, but I wouldn't be surprised if she asked where her brother was on her birthday.
And as for how has Goldeneye been going? Well lets just say that mummy isn't too good, even though she enjoys the game, I have to let her win sometimes but it's great to have her enjoy playing on the Playstation, I just hope she doesn't start hogging it now.....
It is obviously hard to balance work life with family life, that I am sure many people can sympathise with. But recently on my days off we've seem to do more and be more active rather than just lounge around the house.
The other day we went swimming together. Usually not an activity I enjoy as I can't swim, but taking the kids to the kiddie pool isn't too bad. ER particularly enjoys swimming, especially at my work place due to the giant yellow duck slide she can slide down. This particular visit was the youngest TV, who is only 2 months old, first visit to the swimming pool, which she seemed to enjoy, no tears, no sad face, unlike bath time she just sat with mummy and daddy taking it all in, probably jealous her sister could go down the kids and she couldn't.
The next day saw a visit from Nana, which allowed us to go shopping and Nana distract the children. ER was quite excited as she got to buy some pink shoes with lights in them, I was excited as I got to buy Goldeneye on the PS3 ( I'm a big kid really) whilst Nana wanted to know what ER wanted for her birthday, her reply was, "a baby brother!"
This obviously caused me and mummy shock at first and then laugh with the reply that she should of asked earlier, but pointed out it wasn't going to happen on the count that she's just got a baby sister. She would later go on to say how much she likes being a big sister and now wants a brother as well as her little sister, I know how cute but at the same time scary. I think now she has stopped hoping for a baby brother within the next 2 weeks and instead set her heart on getting some train track and a kitchen set for her birthday, but I wouldn't be surprised if she asked where her brother was on her birthday.
And as for how has Goldeneye been going? Well lets just say that mummy isn't too good, even though she enjoys the game, I have to let her win sometimes but it's great to have her enjoy playing on the Playstation, I just hope she doesn't start hogging it now.....
Tuesday, 24 January 2012
24 of 366
T hit the sauce a bit too hard last night, passed out and has a blinding hangover today.....
Saturday, 21 January 2012
Ahhhh Attack of the giant Rabbit and racing ladies
Ahhhh Saturdays. In Saturdays gone by that a resigned to my past and folklore I would usually spend them waking up, having a bacon buttie (possibly with a hangover) armed witha cup of tea I'd laze around the living room in my very fashionable Teenage mutant ninja turtle lounge pants and batman t-shirt and watch Soccer A.M often laughing and Tubes' random but very funny mad rap skills.
After which I'd then shower and get change, have a walk to the local shop to get something to eat for the evening and place a few bets on the days football action to make it a little bit more interesting before going back home to watch Gillette Soccer Saturday and embarrassing the banter in screen as though I as there taking part in it myself, eager to see if my bets would pay out often ending in heart break and swearing, and being in a sulk against the team who didn't come through for my pay out and swearing that I will forever hold a grudge and hate that team.
However, Saturdays are a different question now, for one I could be working. If not I now spend it with the family. I still place my bets, and try watch soccer Saturday and soccer am although it might be watched as a delay on sky+ later. The bacon butty is also essential to start my day as are the lounge pants!
Last week in my previous post, Smiles,Frowns and one very drunk rabbit You would have read that it was my first day left alone with the 2 girls whilst mummy went out for the day to be an adult. Well firstly thank you for all the kind comments, e-mails and tweets asking how it all went. Well the truth is..... I cheated, the day ended up being spent with my mum, and my two sisters and my nephew and the girls. So in all honesty, I cheated, if I as a footballer it would have been a straight red card for a blatant to footed tackle! (unless you're a Manchester united player as they get away with murder week in week out) as they helped looked after the girls and treated us all to lunch in the process. My family live about 70 minutes away so it was nice for them all to come and help, the girls enjoyed it and so do I. I am sorry I let all you down who read my blog and have been asking how it all went.
However I shall make it upto you all right now as today, this Saturday was a different story. Mummy went out for the day with her sister and I have been left with both girls all by myself, Yikes ! So how has today gone you may ask? So far so good, I woke up in my Muppet lounge pants and batman t-shirt, the missus cooked us a lovely full English breakfast before leaving us. Then I got the girls ready, made a bottle. As I tried getting the pram out of the house with baby strapped in the pram seat flipped 180 degrees so baby was trapped in but facing upside down, I was so scared that she was hurt but no tears nothing, I got her out to check and she cried when i help her, but she is all fine and not a scratch. We got the train into town and all the way there she was looking to me as to say, "you're a numpty daddy fancy not checking the seat was fully fixed on!"
Whilst in town we also saw a giant rabbit which made eldest happy but nervous at the same time as she ironically clutched her beloved rabbit who was made to look tiny in comparison to the giant rabbit. She wouldn't get her picture next to it as she was too scared even if the nice lady tried to get her to touch it. Then we stopped so me and Eldest ER could get a cake to eat after lunch and then we headed home. We got the train and the only time we weren't offered any help on the train today came on our way home. Te train pulled up and we were in a race with a 40 odd year old lady who was determined to beat me, the pram and eldest to the door of the train, didn't offer to help and then tried to make conversation with me on the train, the cheek of some people!
As we got home I fed both children and managed to put my bets on, obviously I couldn't do this in town as firstly children aren't allowed in betting shops but most importantly what sort of Daddy would take there children into a betting shop? So I did it all online, then eldest helped change the youngest child and then proceeded to give Rabbit a change of nappy (I think he was that scared of the giant rabbit earlier her pooed himself)
And that brings us up to right now. Eldest is playing and youngest is sleeping so I think I'll have a cuppa and watch Soccer Saturday. We've had a good day so far no naughty step and no tears, we shall set off soon to Nanny's where we will meet mummy. Thank you for all your kind messages last week, I hope every time I have the girls is as easy as this, me thinks not though.
After which I'd then shower and get change, have a walk to the local shop to get something to eat for the evening and place a few bets on the days football action to make it a little bit more interesting before going back home to watch Gillette Soccer Saturday and embarrassing the banter in screen as though I as there taking part in it myself, eager to see if my bets would pay out often ending in heart break and swearing, and being in a sulk against the team who didn't come through for my pay out and swearing that I will forever hold a grudge and hate that team.
However, Saturdays are a different question now, for one I could be working. If not I now spend it with the family. I still place my bets, and try watch soccer Saturday and soccer am although it might be watched as a delay on sky+ later. The bacon butty is also essential to start my day as are the lounge pants!
Last week in my previous post, Smiles,Frowns and one very drunk rabbit You would have read that it was my first day left alone with the 2 girls whilst mummy went out for the day to be an adult. Well firstly thank you for all the kind comments, e-mails and tweets asking how it all went. Well the truth is..... I cheated, the day ended up being spent with my mum, and my two sisters and my nephew and the girls. So in all honesty, I cheated, if I as a footballer it would have been a straight red card for a blatant to footed tackle! (unless you're a Manchester united player as they get away with murder week in week out) as they helped looked after the girls and treated us all to lunch in the process. My family live about 70 minutes away so it was nice for them all to come and help, the girls enjoyed it and so do I. I am sorry I let all you down who read my blog and have been asking how it all went.
However I shall make it upto you all right now as today, this Saturday was a different story. Mummy went out for the day with her sister and I have been left with both girls all by myself, Yikes ! So how has today gone you may ask? So far so good, I woke up in my Muppet lounge pants and batman t-shirt, the missus cooked us a lovely full English breakfast before leaving us. Then I got the girls ready, made a bottle. As I tried getting the pram out of the house with baby strapped in the pram seat flipped 180 degrees so baby was trapped in but facing upside down, I was so scared that she was hurt but no tears nothing, I got her out to check and she cried when i help her, but she is all fine and not a scratch. We got the train into town and all the way there she was looking to me as to say, "you're a numpty daddy fancy not checking the seat was fully fixed on!"
As we got home I fed both children and managed to put my bets on, obviously I couldn't do this in town as firstly children aren't allowed in betting shops but most importantly what sort of Daddy would take there children into a betting shop? So I did it all online, then eldest helped change the youngest child and then proceeded to give Rabbit a change of nappy (I think he was that scared of the giant rabbit earlier her pooed himself)
And that brings us up to right now. Eldest is playing and youngest is sleeping so I think I'll have a cuppa and watch Soccer Saturday. We've had a good day so far no naughty step and no tears, we shall set off soon to Nanny's where we will meet mummy. Thank you for all your kind messages last week, I hope every time I have the girls is as easy as this, me thinks not though.
Wednesday, 18 January 2012
Friday, 13 January 2012
Smiles, Frowns and one very drunk Rabbit
The other day my girlfriend and the kids went to stay at her mums for the night. This was purely because I was working stupid hours and she decided she wanted some company and someone else to look after the children so she could relax a little, and quite rightly so. But whilst they ere away it meant I was home alone, which might sound appealing but after around 5 minutes it gets boring, the house is too quiet and I miss them all terribly. Plus they sent me a Tweet of a picture of them all saying they miss daddy. But then Peagreen (My girlfriend) said she wanted me to buy an iPad so she can use it (suddenly missing them went out the window, joking!)
This got me thinking (missing them, not the iPad) My girlfriend has to stay at home whilst I'm at work and I feel for her. She is a fiercely strong woman who likes to have a goal, a task to work to. She needs time to be an adult and recently this has been taken away due to now doubling up from Children, going from one child to two.
Previously Peagreen (my girlfriend) would have eldest daughter in nursery and get to work. She enjoys work as it's time for her, she gets to meet people, talk and at her last work in the cafe before it shut down was creative and hands on with the running of it as manager. However since being pregnant and having child this has been taken away, she yurns for this, and one day, I'm sure she'll have it back. Last week we went to the pub with some friends to try subside the feeling of being stuck in the house and stuck in the same routine. Although Rabbit enjoyed himself a little too much, I think he might have an alcohol problem.....
Anywho to help subside her decline into childhood and going mad at having no adult contact during the daytime she, tomorrow is going out for the day with a few of her good friends, alone, not with me, and especially no kids. Thus meaning I'm left alone with the children, by myself, for the first time since our stock doubled. SCARY!!!!!! Now TV (Youngest child) is my first and I've never really been left with a baby, ER (Eldest) is fine and no problem I have loads of experience dealing with smallish kids and to be fair I'm a big kid myself.
However I've enlisted some professional help for the day, a cheat. Of course no other than my Mam, or Nana to TV and ER. I called her and she is missing the grandkids and was planning a visit so she decided to come on the same day Peagreen is with friends, to be fair this wasn't planned on purpose although Peagreen doesn't believe me. To be honest I'm looking forward to it, some quality time with the kids but also my Mam. I'm very close to her and since I moved away always feel guilty that I don't see her as much as we've always been close, I still call a lot but I worry about her even though my two sisters live within 5 minutes max of her. So tomorrow I am looking for to the girls Mummy having the day off and being an adult (I just hope she returns) and also spending time with my Mummy.
Hopefully TV will decide to smile tomorrow, she has been now smiling occasionally, which always lights up my day, and I'm sure if she smiles at Nana it will make her day also. But most importantly I ant Peagreen to have a great day and forget about her troubles, she deserves it and she needs to know that I couldn't imagine what she has to go through when I'm at work and for that I respect and love her, I don;t think I could be stuck with the 2 little ones all day everyday.
This got me thinking (missing them, not the iPad) My girlfriend has to stay at home whilst I'm at work and I feel for her. She is a fiercely strong woman who likes to have a goal, a task to work to. She needs time to be an adult and recently this has been taken away due to now doubling up from Children, going from one child to two.
Previously Peagreen (my girlfriend) would have eldest daughter in nursery and get to work. She enjoys work as it's time for her, she gets to meet people, talk and at her last work in the cafe before it shut down was creative and hands on with the running of it as manager. However since being pregnant and having child this has been taken away, she yurns for this, and one day, I'm sure she'll have it back. Last week we went to the pub with some friends to try subside the feeling of being stuck in the house and stuck in the same routine. Although Rabbit enjoyed himself a little too much, I think he might have an alcohol problem.....
Anywho to help subside her decline into childhood and going mad at having no adult contact during the daytime she, tomorrow is going out for the day with a few of her good friends, alone, not with me, and especially no kids. Thus meaning I'm left alone with the children, by myself, for the first time since our stock doubled. SCARY!!!!!! Now TV (Youngest child) is my first and I've never really been left with a baby, ER (Eldest) is fine and no problem I have loads of experience dealing with smallish kids and to be fair I'm a big kid myself.
However I've enlisted some professional help for the day, a cheat. Of course no other than my Mam, or Nana to TV and ER. I called her and she is missing the grandkids and was planning a visit so she decided to come on the same day Peagreen is with friends, to be fair this wasn't planned on purpose although Peagreen doesn't believe me. To be honest I'm looking forward to it, some quality time with the kids but also my Mam. I'm very close to her and since I moved away always feel guilty that I don't see her as much as we've always been close, I still call a lot but I worry about her even though my two sisters live within 5 minutes max of her. So tomorrow I am looking for to the girls Mummy having the day off and being an adult (I just hope she returns) and also spending time with my Mummy.
Monday, 9 January 2012
9 of 366
Monday, 2 January 2012
366 A year in the Lense
After hearing about the 366 challenge that my girlfriend is partaking in I decided, you know what It's a good idea, So I will be attempting to upload a picture everyday this year. Please click on the 366 link to find out more. As it's already the 2nd of January, I'll post 2 today to ensure I don't miss my target. The pictures I will be uploading will always be a recently took picture so here goes and I'll always try have a witty comment:
Theres only 353 days until the supposed end of the world so this is my disguise and protection from the looming doom, notice cider plays a part to keep my energy up!
Notice how daughter looks particularly impressed by fathers attempted live saving suit!
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