Friday, 19 December 2014

Sunday family Church service



We've not had the children christened yet so it's one of the goals for 2015 to have them baptised. Religion isn't deeply routed in our family, but I do like church, and the children's school is a Church of England school, so we decided to have the children baptised at the church that is partnered with the school.

After enquiring about a date for the christening we were invited to one of their Sunday family services and to be honest I wasn't too eager to go. I don't think I've ever been to a church service other than a funeral or wedding, but my husband knows the Reverend through being a governor at school, so we said yes and decided to go.

It's only a short walk away but the rain was horrendous! As we squelched through the doors we were soon given a warm welcome into the church, ushered in to sit around large tables as hot drinks and juice were served.

After a lovely welcome, crafts were on the agenda first and we made angels to hang in the church. Next up we told the nativity story with the children holding up pictures as the Reverend narrated. We sang a good few carols and it was really peaceful and very enjoyable. 

They served up a huge buffet of food, we ate and chatted until it was time to go home. We left with full tummies and full hearts, my eldest described how she felt really safe and calm there, a success I thought and not "over the top" religion, just the sharing of stories and a really informal service.

We'll be going again this Sunday and I really am looking forward to it.


Thursday, 18 December 2014

Christmas chocolate indulgence

With under a week to go before Christmas is well and truly upon us, my lovely pussy cat showed me the true meaning of Christmas chocolate appreciation.

Now my cat doesn't eat chocolate, obviously, but she loves to get into places where she shouldn't really fit and her place of choice in this incidence was a tub of celebrations.

The chocolate was out because, well ......it's nearly Christmas, so without further delay here is PJ demonstrating the three stages of Christmas chocolate indulgence.

1. This chocolate is mine..........yes?
2. Yes all this chocolate is mine, I own it.
3. Mmmmmmfffffmmmnnnnnnnpppppfffffffttttttt *chocolate coma*





Wednesday, 17 December 2014

IKEA Soft Toys for Education campaign

I was sent some very cute and cuddly soft toys from IKEA to highlight their Education campaign in partnership with UNICEF and Save The Children.



The IKEA Soft Toys for Education Campaign is very simple: for every soft toy, children’s book and children’s card game sold between 26th October 2014 and the 3rd January 2015, IKEA Foundation will donate €1 to children’s education through UNICEF and Save the Children.

The soft toys would make an excellent last minute stocking filler for Christmas, in the photo are:

LILLGAMMAL, a version of little red riding hood
KNORRIG, a lovely soft piggy
SANGTRAST, a fairy 
GRAVLING, cuddly badger
STROVA, a big long legged moose



With 64 toys to choose from and prices starting from 80p, it couldn’t be easier to help a child this winter. These magical toys really are the gifts that keep on giving.

Strictly Come Dancing host Claudia Winkleman, who lends her voice to the panda stuffed toy, said: it was an honour to be involved with the great work IKEA are doing with Save the Childen and UNICEF.

Carole McSeveney IKEA Children's sales leader, UK and Ireland believes that every child should have access to quality education and urges everyone to join in and help more children go to school.






Sunday, 14 December 2014

Baby it's cold outside

The weather has been very cold this week but all the more excuse to get cozy and warm. Brass banding has been busy entertaining the masses with festive music and of course the younger children's Christmas play - I cried very happy tears :)









Monday, 8 December 2014

Wednesday, 3 December 2014

Night wakings, an adult version

I'm sat here writing this post at 2am unable to sleep, my brain is far too awake, I've been stuck in that horrible light sleep for a few weeks now, that horrid place where you dream but you're not sure whether you're actually sleeping, just thinking with your eyes closed.

It's funny really as a few years a go I would have been up at this hour with one of the children begging them to go back to sleep, now they're all sound asleep every night and it's me who is awake! How times have changed and how far behind their baby days really are. 

I can't even say that I've not used up my energy to make me want to sleep as yesterday I was in university all day, leaving the house at 7:45am and not getting in until 6:30pm. An episode of the apprentice later and I was ready for bed, 4 hours later I'm wide awake wearing my scarf and cardigan in the lounge trying to stimulate some sleepiness.

It's turned really blooming cold so I wonder if I need to wear some warmer pjs to sleep cozier, maybe it would help if my husband didn't toss and turn in bed all night too.

All I know is that Christmas is coming and I am so looking forward to some time off uni and the children being off school so we can start to embrace the festive season, this also translates to eating and making as much delicious food as possible.

Now I'm going to try and head back to sleep, using my own sleep settling methods I used on my children, I've had a drink, I've wrapped up warm, I've had some comfort, so now I'll close my eyes and wait for that blanket of sleep to cover me, night wakings aren't just for children, after all, we were all babies once. 



Saturday, 29 November 2014

Missing


I'm not too sure where November has gone?!!!

Probably in a blur of uni assessments, hospital appointments and many of the children's diary dates, the calendar is full to bursting and I'm very much looking forward to the Christmas break to have some well needed rest. 

I've been having trouble adjusting to having a chronic illness, I guess I have been in denial thinking I would go into remission, my illness isn't curable it just can be controlled to the point where I become stable, but I had a wake up call at the eye hospital on Friday.

Dealing with vision loss has been and is very tough.

I try to keep a lid on it but recently it has spilled out, mostly of fear of the unknown, will it continue to deteriorate? Will I still be able to drive? How will it effect my future? 

I'm grieving for the vision I have lost, scared of what the future holds, frustrated by the dizziness, balance issues, crippling lower head headaches that move into my neck and shoulders, upset for not being the person I used to be.

Grieving for the normal version of me, not the scared, cautious, fatigued, exhausted with pain, uncertain person I now am. I'm less confident to walk around alone as I bump into people as I've not seen them, I trip and lose my balance so easily that my mum jokes that I'm like a drunk, I muddle my words and forget my train of thought. Who am I anymore???? I just don't know.

A friend has suggested I speak to someone professionally about it, but I'm nervous about doing that.

Having an illness that is invisible is difficult, I mean, I look fine on the outside, I'm happy, I'm normal me to everyone else, only my husband can see my tired eyes, the swelling of my face in the mornings, when I'm just too tired after the school runs to do anything, when the pain is so bad in my head that I'm using every bit of energy I have to just function, when I trip over or wobble over like someone has just pushed me, he has to face my eroded patience and grumpiness, I feel bad that I am a burden.

I'm getting used to people looking at me funny when I've told them I've had to have a lie in, or when I'm struggling to count money out of my purse, or when I tell them I'm ill, or I apologise for my shaky hands.

Taking it at a day at a time is my plan at the moment and pushing through trying to do my best as a mother, wife and student. 

But for now I'm missing and eventually I will learn to accept this new, slightly damaged version of myself that I can eventually love again.







Thursday, 6 November 2014

Shoplifting cheese slices isn't cool

Yesterday we had a few fireworks in the back garden, along with sausages, burgers, Parkin, treacle toffees, all the good stuff.

Unknowing to me my husband had popped out and got some ketchup and cheese slices and after using the cheese slices he'd put them in my handbag.......like you do??

Anyway after all the fireworks had gone off I had to pop to a Tesco local store, I went in and perused the magazines, I've not bought a glossy mag for a while so I had a look, picked up Cosmo and Elle and looked to my side and the security guard was looking at me intently.

Now I know I'm not super glamorous or the hight of fashion but looking through the glossy magazines shouldn't be a crime, so I picked up my choice and walked around the store. 

Next thing I know I'm trying to pay for the magazines and the baby wipes that I came in for and the security guard was back!!!!!!!! I whipped out my purse in defiance to show I was actually going to buy the items that I had chosen and unfortunately in my huff had grabbed the packet of cheese slices..........

Oh yes, that's right it looks like I've smuggled a packet of dairylea cheese slices into my bag, I shoved them back in and as they were already opened they flew out like doves who had recently been set free from a cage, I grabbed my purse trying not to make eye contact with the security guard, paid and got the hell out of there.

I sat in the car hoping the full on blush of my cheeks has submitted and calmly text the husband:

"Just avoided been arrested for smuggling cheese slices.......you wouldn't know anything about how they got into my bag did you..........."

2 seconds later

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"

1 second after

"It's a Gouda job you got away with it"