Magic moments!

Happily playing in her little make-believe world, wheeling her dollies around the living room in her pram (at the last count she managed to fit 4 newborn-sized baby dolls in her toy pram!), I watch our little bear.  

“Time to go to the library and choose a book”, I say.

“Okay Mummy!”

 We walk round the corner to the library, our little bear is very excited to use the special machine to ‘beep’ her library card, return a book and choose another.  We sit on the little chairs to read it before we take it home and one by one around 20 other little people trudge in to the children’s corner with their pre-school mentors in tow!  The little ones then sit down on the floor, cross-legged in front of us, waiting for us (me and our little bear!) to read them a story!!!  Very cute.  All these little people sitting there, wide-eyed and expectant.  Our bear and I shuffle of the chairs and let the library lady sit down.  It’s story time and other than a bit of toddler-like shuffling and fidgeting, the lady has their full attention for a few minutes!  Our little bear takes it all in and listens on the edge of the circle too! 

That was my magic moment today.  Very simple but oh so very magical!  All them more so because in less than 4 weeks’ time she will be doing exactly what those little ones did today with her own pre-school. Magic!

On the way out, she helped the lady at the desk to stamp her book and said, “thank you very much”.

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Slip sliding away…

I’m at work, about to finish and I get a text from hubby asking if I want picking up?  Yes I do please, it’s freezing cold and it’ll take about 25 minutes in total to walk from work to pick our little bear up and back home again…

 I get a reply to my text asking if I can drop him off in town to pick up a slide that he bought for our little bear today….

 Hmmm.  Okay.

So I get in the car and hubby tells me he’s going to walk back with the slide because it won’t fit in the back of our car, even with the seats down.  Hang on a minute, I think.  I’ll do it.  He’s been on his feet all day and I’ve been sat on a comfy chair for the best part of the afternoon!

What am I offering to do here? I’m telling myself it’ll be fine, while deep down I know it’s a daft idea!

We pick our little bear up, drive straight into town to the market where sits a ‘little’ plastic slide that actually looks very awkward to pick up, let alone carry!  I get out of the car and look at it from all angles then decide that if I kick this bit here and that bit there, and if I nudge that bit round there… it should collapse.  And it does!  Done.  I tell hubby that I can manage to walk home with it.  It’s not that awkward, honest :s

 I literally get out of the market loading bay gates and am wondering where the nearest cash point is. My Dad’s up to his eyes in work, our friend  the ‘man with a van’ is not around and hubby is convinced that the slide needs to be home tonight.  Why we can’t leave it there tonight, secure and pick it up another night, I’m not really sure.  Hubby’s convinced it’ll get nicked.  But I’m cold and hungry.  So I decide to get some money out of the cashpoint and head to the taxi rank round the corner!  Will it fit in a hackney cab?  It did and I got it home and into the back garden without our little bear seeing it.  In the pitch black and with some very odd looks from our neighbours. 

 A bit of a random night but fun all the same. 

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All change :)

Ladies and gents, may I have your attention please… the new cover for my ebook ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’ is here!… Image with lots of help from the amazingly talented Maddy Wheal Fairytale Photography. I think you’ll all agree that she’s done a fantastic job in making it . Not forgetting that 50% OF SALES GO TO THE CHARITY APEC (Action on Pre-Eclampsia www.apec.org.uk ). Thank you x
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Choked up and no sign of guilt…

Today I was really choked up.  Not only did I pick our little bear up from the childminder’s and she was perky and happy (after having a proper stinker of a cold for the past 2 days), but after getting settled back at home, I went through her changing bag as normal, to find out what she had been doing there.

Next to her record book was another, brand new book with her name on the front.  Wow!  Our little bear started with the childminder on 21st July 2010 and I remember clear as anything pulling her record book out of her changing bag that first day and reading that she had “settled in really well”.  Each and every time we collected her from the childminder’s we enjoyed reading what she had been doing that day.  It’s a bit different now because she can tell us herself, which is amazing in itself.  

So, that’s one thing that is most definitely NEVER going to be thrown out.  When you flick through it, you see how she developed through the months with her activities, from ICT toys helping co-ordination, to reading, to painting, to role play and acting out scenes from ‘We’re going on a bear hunt’.  It’s a little treasure trove.  What it makes me realise is that she’s absolutely completely and utterly thrived there.  After my book ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’ centred around my experience of pre-eclampsia and hellp syndrome, my next book in the next few months is going to be centred around the subject of avoiding guilt as a working mum.  This book is testament to my belief that you should never feel that guilt.

 Only yesterday, we found a little envelope in her changing bag with an invitation to her friend’s birthday party.  That friend, Megan, is mentioned every single time our little bear is asked what she’s done at the childminder’s.  She often says she’s her best friend. 

Read my emotional and inspiring true story ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’. Available now. 50% of sales to the charity Action on Pre-Eclampsia. Thank you.

Choked up and no sign of guilt…

Today I was really choked up.  Not only did I pick our little bear up from the childminder’s and she was perky and happy (after having a proper stinker of a cold for the past 2 days), but after getting settled back at home, I went through her changing bag as normal, to find out what she had been doing there.

Next to her record book was another, brand new book with her name on the front.  Wow!  Our little bear started with the childminder on 21st July 2010 and I remember clear as anything pulling her record book out of her changing bag that first day and reading that she had “settled in really well”.  Each and every time we collected her from the childminder’s we enjoyed reading what she had been doing that day.  It’s a bit different now because she can tell us herself, which is amazing in itself.  

So, that’s one thing that is most definitely NEVER going to be thrown out.  When you flick through it, you see how she developed through the months with her activities, from ICT toys helping co-ordination, to reading, to painting, to role play and acting out scenes from ‘We’re going on a bear hunt’.  It’s a little treasure trove.  What it makes me realise is that she’s absolutely completely and utterly thrived there.  After my book ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’ centred around my experience of pre-eclampsia and hellp syndrome, my next book in the next few months is going to be centred around the subject of avoiding guilt as a working mum.  This book is testament to my belief that you should never feel that guilt.

 Only yesterday, we found a little envelope in her changing bag with an invitation to her friend’s birthday party.  That friend, Megan, is mentioned every single time our little bear is asked what she’s done at the childminder’s.  She often says she’s her best friend. 

Read my emotional and inspiring true story ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’. Available now. 50% of sales to the charity Action on Pre-Eclampsia. Thank you.

A stair gate to heaven!

Picture the scene – I’m sitting downstairs when I hear ‘stamp, stamp, stamp’ and the sound of a door being flung open… No its not the resident ghost! It’s our 3 year old little bear deciding that she doesn’t want to go to bed just yet. I’ve got other ideas though. It’s 9 pm and I’ll be boogered if I’m playing THIS game. I stand my ground while she’s standing at her stair gateshouting that she wants to come downstairs. An over-tired and emotional little bear is not a good combination…  I will report next time on whether she managed to hurdle over the stair gate *sigh*

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A stair gate to heaven!

Picture the scene – I’m sitting downstairs when I hear ‘stamp, stamp, stamp’ and the sound of a door being flung open… No its not the resident ghost! It’s our 3 year old little bear deciding that she doesn’t want to go to bed just yet. I’ve got other ideas though. It’s 9 pm and I’ll be boogered if I’m playing THIS game. I stand my ground while she’s standing at her stair gateshouting that she wants to come downstairs. An over-tired and emotional little bear is not a good combination…  I will report next time on whether she managed to hurdle over the stair gate *sigh*

Follow the link to my book ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’. 50% of sales go to the charity APEC.

I’m really looking forward to

…the day when my little girl does what I once did and starts to read magical books like Harry Potter.  Also ‘The Enchanted Wood’ and ‘The Magic Faraway Tree’ both by Enid Blyton.  Books feed the imagination and one Sunday afternoon many years ago now, I sat down to read ‘The Enchanted Wood’.  I got happily lost in the world that Enid Blyton had woven, telling her stories of the friends that went to the wood, Silky, Moonface, Madam Washalot and the rest.  If memory serves me right, I read the whole book in one afternoon.  My Mum has always enjoyed reading and it certainly wore off on me and my sister.  

Since our little bear’s been a few weeks old, I’ve read cloth books to her, then cloth and board books, and now she loves going to the library to choose books to borrow.  Although she hasn’t quite got the concept of borrowing  them yet and I have to sneak them back, gathering them up after bedtime and popping them through the library letterbox!  Maybe I should take one out ‘for me’ and return mine to show her that she gets a stamp and a certificate when she returns her books?!

Back to tonight – I’ve just watched a programme on Daniel Radcliffe playing Harry Potter.  I’m so looking forward to the day that she reads the first book and then watches the films with me.  I think that, like me, she’ll enjoy reading the books more than watching film adaptations.  We’ll see 🙂

My love of reading of course, led me to realise my own dream and publish my own book ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’ this year.  There’s nothing quite like your imagination to make words come alive.

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One of the best things I’ve ever ever ever done…

…without a shadow of a doubt is to use a reward chart for my little girl.  There are tons of things I do well as a parent, a few things I might not do so well and a ton more that I do really well.
Since September my little bear has been having problems having a number 2.  She’s been holding them in beyond holding.  Thinking it was a phase, we put off taking her to doctor because we didn’t want to focus on the issue.  Long story short and after taking advice from our childminder who had the same issue with her little girl at the same age, we went down the reward chart route.  We’ve ebayed for ‘special stickers’, googled for free reward charts, ebayed again for surprises that the fairies can bring her that she can keep, decorated a box that the fairies bring the surprises in and hey presto, without wanting to tempt fate, it’s done the trick!

This issue has easily been the most challenging.  We’ve been very lucky with our little bear. Bedtimes have never been a problem, she eats healthily – the same stuff but she eats!, she’s happy and that’s all we ask for her.  So when the toilet thing became a real serious concern, I got very anxious.  3 reward charts later and special stickers later and she tells you that she got George Pig and her Peppa Pig watch for being a big clever girl and doing a poo.  

Anyone reading this who has just been put off their Friday night fish and chips, I make no apologies.  This is BIG news in our house tonight and cause for much celebration.  Believe me 😀

On another note, this time next week I’ll be all dolled up at a charity ball!

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Definitely a PMM !

This morning turned into a bit of a rush.  All of a sudden, it was time to make a mad dash to the shop to get a few bits.  As usual, we still managed to fill a basket up.  Our little bear helped me ‘beep’ the shopping through the self service <3  It was while on the way home that we got stuck in the tail end of the school run traffic that I realised we weren’t in a rush at all.  So off home we went to chill for 45 minutes before we made our way to Messy Play.  We hadn’t been for a good few weeks and our little bear made a bee-line for the painting. “It’s a pig and a giraffe Mummy”, was the proud reply I got when I asked what she had painted.
Then she wanted to go outside.  I wrote her name on a little blackboard and asked her what it said.  Before I knew it, out little bear was writing ‘EMM’ on the blackboard.  I asked her what it said and she told me it was her name, with a big smile on her face.  When I asked her what letter came next, she told me!  Definitely a Proud Mummy Moment!

Read my emotional and inspiring true story ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’. Available now. 50% of sales to the charity Action on Pre-Eclampsia. Thank you.