Wednesday, March 25, 2009

We Are Family...

I finally got a nice picture of the 2 of them, though admittedly I took it on my phone so it's not very good quality.

Note that they are:
a) both looking in vaguely the same direction
b) they are not pulling each other's hair
c) Chloe is not biting Naomi
d) Naomi is not pushing Chloe
e) they are both almost smiling
f) both looking like they need their fringes cut


I would say it has taken me about a year to get this photo and I think the secret to success was the Thomas the Tank Engine they are sitting in and the packet of crisps they each have to eat in the car (why does Abington services not do normal size packets of crisps?)

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Three Reasons I Love My Wife

NUMBER ONE
NUMBER 2
NUMBER 3

I'm not sure that I need to say any more than that, really. Due 9-9-9 which would be a great date of birth if it happens. It's going to be a boy or a girl, but not both, because there's only one in there.

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Friday, January 09, 2009

We Don't Talk Any More

The commenting facility should now be fixed again if anyone feels like saying how cute our kids are. It is set up so that anything negative is automatically rejected as spam, as obviously you wouldn't really mean it (go on, I dare you to test it)

Thank you.
J

Monday, January 05, 2009

I Wish It Could Be Christmas Every Day

Yeh, right. As much fun as it is, as with everything good, it's nice to get back to a bit of normality afterwards. You know, do the dishes, catch up with the washing, not have to eat off of disposable plates, actually have clean clothes to wear again.

Christmas in our house seemed to go well, no food poisoning at least. We had friends over on the day and then managed to stretch out the present opening with family for over a week. The girls had a good time, though thankfully still don't understand fully what's going on so there was no early morning wake up on Christmas morning (ignoring Russell that is)

Things I learnt
* wooden christmas tree decorations are Chloe's favourite
* wooden christmas tree decorations seem to end up in more than one piece in our house
* horsey rides can be greatly enhanced by a saddle that makes trotting noises (and uncles that oblige)













* you can never have too many jigsaws (well, not yet anyway)
* Naomi does not pick up on subtle hints not to let on that she's already got that present
* Stripy tiger is not a song even though it's now on a cd
* hiding the advent calendar on Christmas morning really does work.
* singing Happy Birthday to Jesus is a big hit
* Naomi will always want what Chloe is playing with
* Chloe will always want what Naomi is playing with
* repeat above 2 until an adult intervenes
* notes are nothing, pennies are everything
* the front room can go from spotless to bomb site in less than 5 minutes (and relatively little noise - mental note, must not have the radio on so loud)














* New year parties that provide space for travel cots are the way to go
* being ill at Christmas sucks


Here's a picture of Chloe with her new found skill that will have to be put on hold til September now.

Wednesday, December 31, 2008

I Think I'm Paranoid

Ok, I havn't posted for a while because all I seem to want to do just now is rant and I thought I'd save you all from that. However, it's meant that there have been no updates and I'm getting into trouble for that, so here goes....

(disclaimer: these are just my rambling thoughts and if anyone thinks they might have upset me by something they've said, don't worry, you haven't, just refer to the title!)

I got asked an interesting question recently: 'Are you a full time mum?'. I automatically answered yes as that's what I am, I can't actually think of anyone I know who is a part time mum (much less would admit to it). The response to my answer was 'oh, that's nice' as if I'd chosen the easy option. On seeing Russell's face I realised I'd answered incorrectly and what they'd really meant was do I work. As a typically paranoid mum I of course read way too much into a simple conversation starter (and managed to spent 1/2 an hour dissecting it with Russell afterwards)!

Why do we do it? The majority of mum's I know are the same, if they don't work they spend ages justifying why this is right and if they do work they spend ages justifying why they should, rather than just being happy with where they are and enjoying life! I had a conversation with one of my friends recently (who doesn't have children) who said that a lot of the pressure mum's are under is put there by themselves. I think she had a very good point, the majority of people do not expect us to have a spotless house, look gorgeous every day, hold down a full-time job and cook every last ounce of food from scratch. We do set these goals for ourselves and if it's because we think that's what people say it's either based on a one off comment, something that we read too much into or comments from someone who really has no idea what it all involves. We also look at other people and think they're managing it all but you never see what goes on behind closed doors or what a person is feeling like or even look at what that person does compared to what you do. The lower I feel the braver a face I put on for the outside world and I'm sure most people are the same.

The biggest bug bear seems to be to work or not to work. My friend asked me if anyone had actually directly told me that I should be at home looking after my kids. My answer was yes and I know I have, but I can't for the life of me remember who by, which would suggest it was either someone who doesn't have a huge impact on my life or was a very small part of a conversation. My friend did however go on and say that if she'd had kids she would have stayed at home. Now paranoid mum here immediately thinks 'what's that if it's not telling me I should be staying at home with my kids'. I don't know if I'm right in interpreting it that way but I never let her know how I interpreted it so I haven't exactly helped the paranoid mum cause!

On the work issue, I always say we can't afford for me not to work. While this is true for our current lifestyle I'm sure we could survive on one income if we changed our life a lot, it's just not a step we've looked at. If I'm honest with myself I'm the type of person who has to work. It's easier to see that because I'm in a job I love and feel valued at and feel that I make a difference. Recently, I've been thinking a lot about the whole 'am I doing the right thing by working?' and I think ultimately I am. I might not have the right work/home combination yet but I cannot imagine myself not working. There's a part of my brain that I have to use that is not used by looking after kids and it's a type of work that, without qualifications, doesn't really lend to working at home (and I'm discovering qualifications and kids are in no way an easy combination). This is quite a tough discovery to make as ever since I was a little girl I've wanted to be a good, full-time housewife and it's a shock to discover that it's something I won't be. However, when I'm thinking properly I can see that I can be a good mum even if they're not with me all the time. Also, when I look at the social skills that my girls are gaining from the couple of days they're at nursery I think those are skills that I personally wouldn't be able to recreate elsewhere, just because of the type of person I am. Hmmm, not sure if I've just been justifying myself or trying to say that everyone is different so you can't measure us against the same stick just because we're all mum's!

People tend to be very quick to let you know when they perceive you are doing things wrong (and I'm guilty too) but I'm not going to go into all the things I've been 'told off' about (sometimes in the most public way). What I do want to say is that I find the few positive responses so uplifting and encouraging. Parenting can feel like such a gamble sometimes that it's nice to be told when someone thinks you actually made a good decision.

Anyway, rant over, normal service will now resume(we'll leave it to time to define what I mean by normal service - will it be a lack of posts or back to posts about kids with lots of pictures attached!)

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

A new blog

I've been thinking about starting a new blog for a while. Thousand Words was set up to share pictures and stories of Naomi (at first) and then Chloe and Naomi with anybody who was interested. Occasionally I'd like to write a more political or faith-oriented post, and this doesn't feel like the right forum for the job.

First post is here; http://ethicalfaith.wordpress.com/

I hope you all enjoy. I'll be updating the look and info of the site for a while yet, so it might be worth looking back even if there are no new posts.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Pretend you're happy when you're not......

....because your nose is full of snot.

It's a song, really it is. If you don't believe me just ask the girls at my work as it seems to have become part of the daily soundtrack (which took a turn for the better today with Seal and Presidents of the USA and no 'How much is that doggy in the window' from Sheena). Now, if I were to sing 'Stripey Tiger' that wouldn't be a song (you really need told by a bossy 2 year old for the full effect).

Anyway, we're ill. I've lost track who it started with, I think it may have been Chloe who was sick first, which was closely followed by her getting jags/jabs, closely followed by Naomi being sick and waking up at 4 in the morning and not going back to bed. Then I thought that it was Russell next but apparently he was last weekend (ie the first so now we know who's fault it was) so it must have been me next. Myself and Chloe are the wusses who have had to take time off. You'll be pleased to know we're doing well at passing it round as my boss is off at work, Debbie's lot seem to be going down with something and I saw today that the Hibs squad have been hit by it too (bonus).

Being a sick unwell family isn't fun, as you can well imagine, but we've been lucky that we've taken it in turns so it's not a complete disaster site yet. Everyone bar Chloe seems to be on the mend now so I really have no excuse to complain anymore (unless you count Naomi telling you she has a snotty nose every 2 minutes).

Lucozade all round, I say.