Thursday, 25 May 2017

Word of the Week - Bad



I can bet there is not one person in this country that has not been disturbed and saddened by the terrorist attack in Manchester this week. It's been a very sad week and it's hard to focus on other things, especially when the media will have the events pushed down our throats at every opportunity. My only hope is that something good will come of this, the country is on alert and the scum being dragged out of hiding. We need to find them and deal with them properly, make an example of them, let them know that we won't be terrorised by them, we will find them and we will stop them. Then we need to find ways of stopping them from getting into our country. If someone comes under the radar and then leaves the country for places like Libya or Syria then they should be stopped from coming back here, the intention seems obvious to me. Then we have to find a way that will lead to peace in our land. I'm not with the let's retaliate by bombing them and see how they like it tribe. It's been proven that it just doesn't work. We have to look closely at what caused the unrest and why they are targeting us and stop it. I believe it can be done. I believe that we have been doing it wrong.

Back to my week. I have been having problems with Star again. I sent her to school on Monday even though she protested she wasn't well. Then she was sent home again after being sick. So I kept her home for two days sent her back when I believed she was well and she was sent home after being sick again. I do believe she has had some sort of sickness bug because I caught it too. This is the first time I've been sick since my illness and it was awful. Imagine not being able to bend over the toilet properly (ok maybe that's too much information) but not only that, every time I was sick my stomach muscles contracted and stayed contracted for ages afterwards in spasm which was really painful. I've had a couple of early nights this week feeling very very sorry for myself.

The weather has been bad too.. Ok,  the weather has been hot and sunny but it's bad for me. I can't cope with the heat and have found it difficult to keep cool, apart from my feet which I'm sure are dead as they are constantly like blocks of ice no matter how hot it is. I've had a burning sensation not experienced before all along my spine and down my legs. It's like I'm constantly on fire, apart from my feet. The sun has also brought out the neighbours, my peaceful days are interrupted by loud music from all directions interrupted only by several lawnmowers.  I can't escape, even with the doors and windows shut, which causes me to cook slowly.

From today things are going to change, things are going to be good.
Today I am going to buy my new power chair with the money I've collected from some fantastic donations. I'm so excited, I will have some freedom to escape.

And escape is the next thing on my mind because on Monday we are off on a short break to the sea side. I have been worried about it but with my new power chair it should be a fantastic break. I won't feel like a burden, I will be able to get around by  myself. We will have the chance to chill and relax and the kids will have fun. I can't wait to gulp in some sea air. The sun won't bother me at all!

So this week has been bad, but next week is going to be so, so  much better.


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Gormless Gods and Hapless Heroes - Book Review

Our latest book review is Gormless Gods and Hapless Heroes, Tim Baker and the Ancient Curse by Stella Tarkson. 

Paper back: 128 pages
ISBN: 978-1-78226-345-6
Publisher: Sweet Cherry Publishing
Author: Stella Tarakson
Illustrator: Nick Roberts

This is the first book in a series written by Stella Tarkson and we loved in, we'll be sure to be reading more, the teaser at the end of the book has got us hooked.

Lets start with the 'blurb' on the back of the book.

Life hasn't been easy since Tim's dad died - the kids at school call him Cinderella because he's always at home doing the housework while his mum's at work. But when Hercules unexpectedly turns up in this living room, life starts to  get a while lot more interesting! Super- strong, but no so super-smart, when Hercules sets out to help him Tim is left picking up the pieces.How do you convince a hero, that you don't need his help?

 Poor Tim, you immediately feel sorry for him having to do housework for his mum straight after school. He's being bullied at school and he misses his mum who is having to work two jobs. Then he smashes an expensive Greek vase by accident and that's when his troubles start.

Hercules appears but only Tim can see him. Hercules wants to help but all he succeeds in doing is make things so much worse. Tim wants to get rid of him and Hercules wants to go home to his wife and daughter.

I love how the book develops the characters for further series, Hercules may be a bit dim but Tim still learns from him, in particular how to deal with the bully at school. Tim's mum is hardworking and understanding and Tim has a great relationship with her, so much so that he tells her everything.

The book is fast moving and each chapter leaves you wanting to continue with the next. I read it with my 6 year old boy and 11 year old daughter. It was easy enough for them to read but we enjoyed reading it together. there is a puzzle which if solved will send Hercules home, my 11 year old worked out the puzzle in no time at all, although it was a little harder for Tim and Hercules.

There are fun illustrations throughout the book which add to the charm of story. Hercules always appears as big black character as you would expect to see on an ancient Greek Vase.



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Disclosure: We were sent a free copy of this book as a member of Boolino Friends, all thoughts and opinions are my own.

Tuesday, 23 May 2017

We Love Manchester



My heart goes out to all affected by the attack in Manchester on 22nd May 2017.

I give my love and prayers to all the victims, their families and their friends.
I give my admiration to the emergency services that attended and helped.
I hope that we can overcome this time of conflict and terrorism and live in peace once more.
I stand with the people of Manchester at this awful time.





Sunday, 21 May 2017

Second Time Around




I was in the kitchen the other day with the radio on in the back ground when Chumbawamba came on with 'Tubthumping' (also known as 'I Get Knocked Down.') I was suddenly transported to a holiday at Butlins and the kids were having a whale of time as it was the featured dance of the week and if you joined in you got a prize (usually a sweet.) Then it dawned on me...it wasn't my little kids, it was my adult kids! Wow, how time flies. Tubthumping was released in 1997, twenty years ago! I think my holiday was in 1998 though, it was memorable as it was my first 'single parent' holiday. And I was still young and attractive enough to get chatted up by the redcoats, hahaha!

First thought...isn't it funny how hearing a tune can transport you to a certain place in your timeline, a certain memory, a certain emotion.



Sometimes I think I'm lucky to have a second go at motherhood, sometimes I wonder what on earth I was thinking!

First time around wasn't easy, especially after their Dad left. But I always loved being a Mum, it has always been the most important thing in my life. Yes I worked, and at one point I had three jobs just to keep us going, but my kids always came first.

When the kids were young teenagers I met my current husband. We had a lovely little family and enjoyed life to the full. But, I always longed for another baby and my Husband wanted a child of his own.

So we started trying for a baby. It didn't happen straight away and because of my age (late 30s) we were given all the fertility tests quite early on. We were okay and should have been able to conceive, so I was told that I probably had secondary infertility.

Then after two years it happened and I had my third baby at the age of 39 (almost 40.) By this time my older children where 16 and 17 years old.

When my baby arrived it seemed like I was a first time mum. Not only had it been so long since I'd had a baby, so much had changed, from nappies to buggies, to being able to take your pushchair on the bus. It was all a different experience.

The next baby came along pretty quickly now that my fertility had been given a kick start. So at the age of 41 I had two teenagers and two baby girls. My family was complete and I was so happy.

Then a few years later The Little Man arrived, I didn't think I was pregnant, I thought I was going the menopause. I was so shocked when I did the test to rule pregnancy out. Having a baby at 44 puts you on the 'at risk' folder at the maternity hospital and you get so much extra care.

So here I am now, in my 50s (ooh that feels scary!) with three young school children. We were talking the other day about age and when Star is my age I will be 91, when the Little Man is my age I will be 98. I lost my Mum when I was 42, so I expect I won't be around that long for the Little Ones. I should be around to see them grow up into adults though, especially if my new treatment works.

It does feel strange because most people I know that are my age, my long time friends, are now grandparents and are living the golden years. I see them post photos on Facebook of their grand kids while I'm posting photos of my own kids. Sometimes I feel jealous of them, they can have fun with their grand kids and then pass them back to their parents. I don't get a break from mine.

Really, I wouldn't have it any other way. I feel really blessed to have all my kids, and blessed to have done the motherhood thing twice over. I'm so lucky.

And thankfully, when I was trying to conceive Star I joined some forums where there were other women my age trying to conceive too. I've stayed in touch, mostly on Facebook, with most of these women. So, they balance out my long time friends by posting photos of their kids which are almost the same age as mine. I even have a friend who, like me, had a surprise baby rather late on.

What do you think? Am I crazy? Would you have a baby in your later years? Would you do it all twice? I'd love to know.

I'd really appreciate any comments on my Qutee, or you can use the comment box as usual.





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Saturday, 20 May 2017

My Sunday Photo - 21st May 2017


I learned to crochet when I was a kid, I never really tried it again until I was pregnant with my first born, but I didn't do very well. Then about a month ago I was in Hobby Craft when I decided to buy some crochet hooks and wool and try again. I also bought a book of Amigurumi patterns.

I've been having fun making little animals for my kids and they love them. Of course, they are far from perfect but I am getting better. So please meet Ollie Owl, Betty Bunny and Sidney Snail.
(Just to give you some perspective, Betty Bunny is just 6 inches tall.)




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