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Keeping it real

Keeping it real   No matter how well prepared we think we are – becoming a parent for the first time will always bring its surprises! What do you wish you'd known before you started this journey? Often friends and family don't share the hard stories because they don't want to be negative or put us off – but unrealistic expectations can be among the hardest things to deal with in those first weeks of new parenthood. If you know someone who's pregnant for the first time, be positive, be supportive, but be honest about what to expect, and let them know about the huge range of support and advice that's out there should they need it. From: Boy - did this parenting tip from 'Parents Inc.' grab my attention! This is, I believe, one of the main reasons I struggle with PND... I naively believed that I was as well prepared as I could be! I was an older Mum, I had worked in ECCE and with the littlest people for a number of years (a

What About ME?

June   2011 Does this sound selfish? I only have the one child, and she is only just over twelve months old, and I am already thinking 'What About Me?'... How am I going to feel when we have number 3 (God-willing)? When can I start expecting to feel like 'me' again? This is not going to be a whinge post... rather an explore / think aloud / ask advice post. I have never been here before; and I am not sure what to expect, what others think or how they have dealt with this. What I do know, however, is that if I lose myself in my children - then ultimately they lose their Mother, and my husband loses his wife... I don't want that, I don't want to be a martyr. I also don't want my family to be victims of my selfishness... so I'm hoping to find the balance somehow. But finding the balance, well - this actually means finding 'ME' in the first place, and I am not sure if I ever did. Funny thing is - there have been times when I have 'known' m

Wordless Wednesday... Sunshine, Camera AND

ACTION: Got her just before she landed back on her bottom!  And in case you're wondering... this photo was taken on Monday ;-)! Elizabeth

Poems - 4x more old ones...

This was written for a friend who was going through a rough time, if I  have written with a specific person in mind; I won't be naming them... most of the time they're not even aware I have written a poem for them, so to then 'expose' them to the poem (and all you others) years later is a bit rough *grin*! FOR YOU My eyes sting with tears As I listen to your news My heart cries out loud And I really want to be with you I want to hold you tight To wrap my arms around you To shut out all your past And to help you to get through I want to make you forget And only allow you to see ahead I want to promise a brighter future But these things can only be said But what I can do Is to promise to pray And to be with you in spirit At anytime of the day Oh how I wish that I could do All the things that I’ve said But only Christ can do these As you allow Him to be Head © 17th March 1993 ****************************************************** Written when I was going through

Love, Love, Love

I wholeheartedly believe that no matter what is happening in your life, there is always something that you can be thankful for... no matter how simple it is.  Linking in with  Paisleyjade 1) Even more walking: 2) Grandfathers and the blocks: I think I know what they'll both be getting for Christmas this year ;-)! 3) NEW fridge/freezers: I am IN-LOVE... I have been waiting for a new fridge/freezer for YEARS... our old one was tiny, like the smallest size you could buy (beside the beer fridge) and we just weren't fitting everything in by any stretch of the imagination! I am so serious about this, I took 23 photos of the fridge being brought into the house and set up... yep, 23! How sad am I! Mr. C ignored me until he had finished, and then said 'What are you going to be like when we buy our first house?"!!!!!!!!! 4) Uncles from out-of-town, who turn up at the same time at the same shopping centre as us (and not our usual shopping centre at that), and who ar

Poems - 1992/1993/1994

I won't do this normally, I'll only publish one; but these are my first few poems and I'm not that keen on them anymore... so thought I would put them altogether and get them over and done with, so I can start sharing the better poems from next week ;-)! Cheating, I know!  Please note that these were all written in the early 1990's, and I was just 16-18 years old; AND they were my very first ever attempts! This is the first ever poem I wrote in 1992, basically our family had moved when I was 16 and one night I had been very upset; and had been reading back over my journals I had written when we had first moved. I found a couple of lines I liked and pulled them out, and realised it sounded almost poetic... so carried on writing and came up with this! MOVING: I miss home so much. There’s a part of me not here, It’s still at home. It’s screaming at me, It’s telling me to come back, I want to, but I can’t. It just keeps screaming uselessly. I can’t cry, my eyes are d
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