Sunday, 16 October 2011

Love Nails

I was so sure I'd already blogged about my love of painting my nails but I must have deleted it by mistake. I'm giving it another go to check the quality of the pics as I'm blogging from my phone and hope to do more if this in future, IF it works ok. I'm so 21st century, NOT!

I love doing my nails and I'm proudly passing this on to my 3yr old daughter, Wee Love. Every Friday this last few weeks since Wee Dude has started school, we've been doing our nails together. She's had a wee bit of pink or sparkles or silver and I've been having blue or silver with this brilliant black crack effect polish on top. Wee Love will show her nails off to anyone who'll look (and so will I tbh!)

PS my new phone is an HTC Desire S and I'm sooooo in love with it.

PPS I'm blaming any typos on predictive text but I will try my best to get it right :)



Great Day Out

Recently we had a day out at The Riverside Museum, in Glasgow where Danny MacAskill and The Clan were doing cycling stunts. They were brilliant and the whole event was excellent as kids could bring their own bikes and try the mini bike tracks. The weather was great and now that Wee Dude can ride his bike he was in his element.

You can find Danny's clips on you tube, they are very cool!



Saturday, 17 September 2011

Wee Dude can ride his bike!

Wee Dude has reached another milestone recently - he's learned to ride his bike without stabilisers :)

Mr R had a week off work and the two of them went out a few days in a row to get Wee Dude riding. I was amazed how quickly he picked it up and now there's no stopping him.

A word of warning before you play this video...Wee Love does a fair bit of screaming for attention so you may want to keep your volume low. All the screaming was the reason I hadn't been able to get Wee Dude riding before now. Every time the three of us would go out she created a scene without fail so I gave up.

video

And here is the face of the girl doing all the screaming....like butter wouldn't melt

I'm a proud mum :)

Thursday, 15 September 2011

It's been a while.....but I'm back!

Well, what a busy summer we've had. My peaceful weekday mornings stopped abruptly and I had 2 wee one's two entertain all summer long - aaaarrghhhh! How the hell would I cope?!

Armed with a great summer holiday planner (thanks netmums!) and a huge list of activities, we had a brilliant time! We spent loads of days trying out all the parks around us, having picnics and meeting friends. We squeezed in a trip to visit my mum in France and a day at the beach in Troon just before school started.



Sunday, 19 June 2011

I need a motto

You know how over the years certain words or phrases catch on within your family and get repeated and repeated. One I posted about recently that's used in our house is 'Strawberry Kebabs' to describe wanting something that is nearly impossible to get or doesn't even exist.

Friday, 17 June 2011

Why bother?

I started blogging for a place to vent. I started tweeting because 'that's what you do' when you want to drive traffic to your blog and everyone else is doing it. But if it doesn't earn you money then why spend so much time online?

I've been on facebook for ages and not really used it that much. I used it more in Dubai to keep in touch with friends and see what they were up to. I got into a game on fb which I admit I'm addicted to.

Saturday, 11 June 2011

Thank god for MILs - I've got a weekend off!

Thanks to my lovely mother-in-law Mr R and I have a weekend off from the kids. Wee Dude and Wee Love are off to granny's for a fun weekend.

They've been going to their granny's for so long now they are pretty much no bother when I leave them. Wee Dude seems to think it's 'boring' at granny's but he always has fun when he's there. I think he's just getting to that age (nearly 5) when he likes to share his opinion about everything, 'that's boring', 'urgh, it's not fair', 'I hate going to such and such....', 'eewwww, pink - that's disgusting!'It's quite funny sometimes to see how he's trying to express himself in different ways than he did even 6 months ago.

So, on my itinerary for the weekend is sleep, tv, takeaway, more sleep, a wee day out with Mr R during the day for lunch and a wander round town, read my book and more sleep. We never get out together during the day without the kids coz normally if they're away we go for a night out and suffer with a hangover the next day, but not this weekend.

Here are the little darlings I've dumped on granny for two nights...awww I miss them already.



Check out my updated 30 day song challenge page. I've got a few great ones on there.

What are you up to this weekend?

Wednesday, 8 June 2011

Im-blogging-possible!

Bloody hell, I've not been on top of my blog lately at all!

Blogging, for me, is not something I do to relax. In fact, the only thing I like to do to relax is watch tv, films or read. Oh, don't forget sleeping - that's my favourite. Everything else pretty much is on my 'To Do' list. Two weeks ago I started tweeting a bit and found between reading other's tweets and blogs and facebook updates, checking my garden on fb (I'm obsessed) I had no time for my actual real life, which by the way I do have.

I had to take a wee breather from some of it. Not my garden - it might virtually die. I want to keep blogging but need to find a way to work it into my life so it's not a chore. How do you, my lovely readers, do it? I know there are threads about this on Brit Mums, but once again I do not have time to search the site, find the thread, add a post, link to the thread, link to someone else's site which I will, no doubt, have a wee read through. I am essentially lazy.

Saturday, 28 May 2011

Strawberry Kebabs

'Strawberry Kebabs' is a term coined by Mr R to describe a situation when you want something that you cannot have, either because it doesn't exist or it's not on the menu. For example when we used to order a takeaway for delivery I'd always want something slightly different from what was on the menu. If it said the burger came with mayo, I'd ask for ketchup or try to get various combinations of toppings on my baked potato that were not listed on the menu. I felt this was a normal enough thing to do but Mr R just said 'It's like asking for strawberry kebabs, they're not on the menu so you can't have them!'

Well the phrase stuck and now it's me using it against him. He keeps ordering a mixed kebab from our local take away but only wants certain kinds of meat. The bad thing is I'm always the one going to get it so I'm now stuck ordering the weird thing.

It doesn't always relate to food though. We use it for everything when you want something you can't get.

I bet you're glad I shared that piece of useless info.

Tuesday, 24 May 2011

30 Day Song Challenge

A few of my friends on facebook have been doing this 30 day song challenge on, would you believe it, facebook. I fancied giving it a try but it's harder than I thought. I could pretty much choose any Katy Perry or Beyonce song to fit the criteria on any given day but my music taste is actually slightly more diverse than Kpez and Beyonkers (as Mr R calls her) so I want to show it through my song choices.

Check out my page with My 30 Day Song Challenge and enjoy my selections :)

Here are the the days:

day 01 - your favorite song
day 02 - your least favorite song
day 03 - a song that makes you happy
day 04 - a song that makes you sad
day 05 - a song that reminds you of someone
day 06 - a song that reminds you of somewhere
day 07 - a song that reminds you of a certain event
day 08 - a song that you know all the words to
day 09 - a song that you can dance to
day 10 - a song that makes you fall asleep
day 11 - a song from your favorite band
day 12 - a song from a band you hate
day 13 - a song that is a guilty pleasure
day 14 - a song that no one would expect you to love
day 15 - a song that describes you
day 16 - a song that you used to love but now hate
day 17 - a song that you hear often on the radio
day 18 - a song that you wish you heard on the radio
day 19 - a song from your favorite album
day 20 - a song that you listen to when you’re angry
day 21 - a song that you listen to when you’re happy
day 22 - a song that you listen to when you’re sad
day 23 - a song that you want to play at your wedding
day 24 - a song that you want to play at your funeral
day 25 - a song that makes you laugh
day 26 - a song that you can play on an instrument
day 27 - a song that you wish you could play
day 28 - a song that makes you feel guilty
day 29 - a song from your childhood
day 30 - your favorite song at this time last year

Monday, 23 May 2011

3rd slice lucky?

Eugh mornings! I hate them more and more these days.


This is my lovely bed, the best, most comfy place in the world BUT I really need tips on how to get up in the morning so please comment before I end up as some bed ridden mum lol.

I can't be the only one who gets woken by fighting and whining 'She stole my chair!', 'He's hitting me!' Why would I want to get up and deal with that? What's worse is that this morning it took me 3 attempts to get my breakfast.

Slice of toast #1 - I put it on and boiled the kettle. But the toast popped while I was dealing with a tantrum and by the time I was done the toast was too cold.

Slice of toast #2 - I managed to get the toast buttered this time and the water poured into my cup when Wee Dude accidentally broke his bedroom lamp. The wire was tangled in a mess of books and it's glass so had to be cleared up straight away. By the time I got to my breakfast it was all cold. I also found some hot wheels cars inside the lamp - so that's where they got to.

Slice of toast #3 - Both kids were warned to get on the couch and stay there so I could have my breakfast!

My kids are 3 yrs and 4 yrs now so is it too much to expect to have my breakfast when it's freshly made?

It's 11am, we're still not dressed and I'm currently pulling barbies hair out of the zhu zhu hamsters wheels.

Ah the joys....

Just as I preview my post Wee Love  has got her own hair stuck in the zhu zhu hamsters wheels!!!! OMG So I've had to cut her hair to get her free. When will it be bedtime again *cries*

Saturday, 21 May 2011

Psychoville 2 - Must watch!

Is anybody watching Psychoville 2? It's amazing!

I'd love to be in the brains of the writers to see what dark, mental stuff must be in there to come up with these characters and scenarios. It's just hilarious. I've tried to find a good clip but they don't really do it justice.



Maureen Sowerbutts and Mr Jelly are my favourites but the new character, Hattie, is excellent.

It's so wrong but so right - WATCH IT! bbc2 Thursday 10pm

Monday, 16 May 2011

Tough job being a mum

Oh man, it's been weeks since I blogged last!

I've had a tough couple of weeks with the kids. Being a mum is bloody hard work, isn't it?! Why didn't nature make bringing up kids easier? I've been dealing with two kids (3yrs and 4yrs) who don't listen, take ages to do something I've asked, I'm repeating myself constantly and Wee Dude (nearly 5) is getting more and more defiant. Up until last week everything I seemed to say or do made a situation worse with him. But I eventually searched the internet for some info and solutions and got some great help on  babycentre.co.uk. This page in particular was a massive help. This is pretty much a list of exactly the behaviour I've been facing with no idea what to do about it.

Well, I do now and things have much much nicer around here since last week. Both kids have a 'good listening chart' and I've been trying to give them both more of a choice about things and encouraging them to help in the house more. One thing I found surprising was a page on the site which suggested avoiding scenarios which you know your kid wont like or that will trigger a tantrum, like going shopping etc or going to a fancy restaurant. Although I wouldn't take my kids out shopping all day I do expect them to be able to be in a shop and behave. And I probably wouldn't take them to a really fancy restaurant but I would expect them to go to a normal restaurant for lunch and be able to behave for a shortish amount of time. If I avoid all of these situations how will they ever learn how to behave in different places? Now that I have some 'official' ish guidance I can give myself permission to ease off a bit while they are going through this stage. So I'm feeling calmer and a bit more in control. Here are my two little rascals :)


Otherwise, we've been busy going to the park, meeting new mums, trying a new soft play, swimming lessons, and spending a LOT of time walking to and from bus stops! Man alive, I need a car, and there may be one on the horizon but I don't want to get too excited incase it doesn't materialise.

........and breathe.........

Wednesday, 4 May 2011

Before the rain comes

It seems pretty definite that we'll have rain for the next few days but we've had a stunning month of weather. With loads of time off nursery due to Easter and a million Bank Holidays we've been loads of trips to loads of parks, walks, flew our kite, played in the garden, got the gardening all done and had an all round great time.

But before we leave what could be summer behind (hope not, but you never know) I want to share my favourite sunny day song - Altered Images, Don't talk to me about love.

Altered Images - Don't Talk To Me About Love

It takes me back to my pre-children days, before I was Mrs R, in the early days of our budding romance when we visited Edinburgh Zoo. As I was staying at Mr R's for the weekend I was unprepared for sunny weather so I stopped on the way to get a mag with free flip flops. We drove there in a old car with a stereo that didn't work so we took our ghetto blaster which also hardly worked. This song has stuck in my head all these years. Since then it's been on loads of mix CDs coz it's a perfect sunny day driving song and every time I hear it I'm back in the car parking outside the zoo about 10 years ago.

Funny and great how music does that. 

Thursday, 28 April 2011

The grass isn't always greener


I'm getting involved with sticky fingers gallery this week. I'm an artist at heart and I do like photography but it's another one of these things that I never take further than my own personal enjoyment.

When we left Scotland last June for a new life in Dubai I didn't think I'd miss anything about Scotland. I hated the weather and craved hot weather and constant sunshine. My words to Mr R were 'The hotter the better'. In one way I wish I could take those words back and save us a lot of money and stress BUT the experience of being in Dubai had made me love Scotland more than I ever thought I would.

For those who have not been to Dubai, it's a city built in the desert. There really is very little natural greenery. They bring trees, plants and turf in from elsewhere and use vast amounts of water to keep this alive. You don't even need to go far out of the city to see the real landscape in that area. It's quite sad to see the effort that goes into making and maintaining a very false environment. For anyone interested here's a very interesting article from  the independent online.

We arrived back late November 2010. It was freezing cold but the sight of the countryside made me feel so at home. The heavy snow started the day after we arrived home and lasted for weeks. The first few days I drove around just soaking up the landscape. How could I have missed how stunning our country is? I think I always knew it was but completely took it for granted. At that time everywhere was white but the trees looked so crisp all covered in snow.

Now it's spring and everything is green again. We live within a few miles of Glasgow city centre and there is so much green space it's unbelievable. We are surrounded by parks, some small, some big. We don't have a car just now so we're venturing out on bus and train finding the best way to get to all the parks. It's a beautiful time of year, it's warm, sunny, and the parks look incredible. We're really making the most of it because last summer we were stuck indoors for months in Dubai. We made it to the pool but at 49 degrees it was too hot to walk anywhere further.

The picture I've chosen was taken a few weeks ago at Pollok Country Park where we spent the day playing, exploring the woods, having a picnic and feeding the horses. That's Wee Dude sitting in the woods. Just to have seasons and a variety of weather - sometimes all in one day - is amazing!

I love Scotland and I never want to leave again.

Wednesday, 27 April 2011

I really hate you, mummy

Ok, I've had the 'I hate you mummy' from Wee Dude. He's nearly 5 so maybe I've done well not to have it before now. He said it last week for the first time and it did NOT go down well with me. We were having a tough week as it was - one of those weeks where there's not much you can do to get back on track except ride it out til the weekend when daddy can help diffuse things.

But I got it again today but today he 'really' hated me. I guess that's the new tactic to try and push my buttons. Luckily for me, not so for him, it didn't work. Man, this bringing up kids thing can be tough. The level of patience and consistency involved is huge.

How many years it is til I can chuck them out?

Saturday, 23 April 2011

So, it's just me

Since moving about 45 mins drive from where I used to live I've been trying to stay in touch with/keep up with my friends from my old area. I have no car so I've been on the train with my kids (a 2hr journey each way and costs £24) and hired a car for a day to make it easier. One friend drove to my new house to visit and one came by train to the city nearby and we went to a park with the kids.

None of my friends other than the one who drove will drive to my house because they either don't know the way/always get lost/never been before/don't like driving somewhere new. (There is one friend who I believe will drive but so far we haven't organised a date so hopefully I wont have to lump her in with the ones below.)

Now I find this totally ridiculous and feel a bit offended that they would rather I trek on 4 trains, in 2 taxis for 4 hours with 2 young kids or never see me.

I spoke to Mr R about it and he said that he can kind of understand it coz he doesn't like and probably wouldn't drive without sat nav to a place he doesn't know. I don't find this particularly acceptable either but he has sat nav so therefore he still can travel (assuming we had a car that is).

My friends are not the only ones. I have a relative like that and when we lived in Dubai most of the people I knew wouldn't drive far. This was partly due to the mental driving over then but really, why restrict your own life because you don't want to try and navigate your way to somewhere new? I just don't understand.

I have come to some realisations. The first is that I will not go on the dreaded train journey to visit these people again. I will do my best to visit the friend who visits me. In fact she said she'd rather come to me than have me travel all that way - a real friend.

I have in turn had to accept that I'm a judgemental person. And not just about the driving. Although I will normally keep my judgements to myself I still judge. I may share on this blog more of these judgements so feel free to not to read.....

Wednesday, 13 April 2011

Breast IS best!

I watched last nights show on bbc3 'Is Breast Best?' by Cherry Healey. I'm not sure where to start but it's got me pretty worked up.

To make it clear at the outset, I wouldn't judge someone for a choice they have made. Mums know what is best for them and for their baby and should trust their instincts. I've breastfed my two kids and will share my story a bit further down.

It is good to point out that if breast feeding isn't your bag or you find it too hard then you should bottle feed without feeling guilty. A baby needs fed one way or another and so long as mum is happy then baby will be happy. I've seen friends struggle with breastfeeding and the stress they go through can be more damaging than changing to bottles.

BUT I felt the show mainly aimed to ease bottle feeders guilt rather than really support struggling breastfeeders to continue.

Cherry said at one point about the 19 yr old who was persevering with breast something along the lines that she could easily have given up by now because it was sooooo hard and how amazing the girl was. Now I agree the girl was amazing. She was determined and she sought help to get through the first tough weeks of breastfeeding. However, what that girl was going through is part and parcel of breastfeeding. She wasn't having a particularly hard time compared to a lot of other women who still battle through it and succeed. It's sore at first, it's tiring, it's demanding. It can take 6-8 weeks to really establish feeding and yet so many women give up before that.

The only women Cherry showed who had positive breastfeeding experiences were mums who were already well established with feeding and she didn't ask, or at least it wasn't broadcast, what their initial experience was like. I'm sure these women didn't just pick up their new born and have the little one latched on just like that. It is a new skill for mum and baby to learn. Where on earth do women get the idea that it's supposed to be natural and easy?


I was particularly shocked/suprised/in total disbelief that breastfeeding would have to be made out as 'cool' in the media for young people to do it! I mean are we really that shallow and uneducated in our society that a celebrity has to do it first before we follow suit. Some of the girls were saying they never see anyone in the media or in a public place breastfeeding so they wouldn't think to do it. Well they know it exists (coz it's been done since the beginning of time) but they have discounted it. I completely understand that as a teenage mum in public with her baby she may get looks and feel people are judging her because of her age, so to face further judgement for breastfeeding would be too hard. Surely by choosing to breastfeed your baby you're saying 'I may be young but I want to do the best for my child'. I've just been discussing this point with Mr R and he says 'well that's the mature view and these are teenagers'. Well, these young girls were at a support group. Surely it's someones job to empower these girls and give them the confidence to go for it. Instead the feeling I got was them saying 'you're right it'll be too hard, you'll be the only one so you go for a bottle and don't feel guilty'.

Where do we get the idea that it's illegal to do it in public? You are feeding your child! We're in the 21st century! And they kept calling it 'getting your boobs out'. That's not going to help any mums watching who are considering it. In actual fact you don't have to get your boobs out. With a little practice at home you can get a good technique and be very inconspicuous.I've fed on a bench facing the floor to ceiling window of a busy Starbucks, in a meeting with my mortgage advisor, anywhere my baby needed fed I did it. Or would people rather the baby screamed? I didn't once contemplate going into a toilet, it would never have crossed my mind.

So, after that rant you may wonder what my breast feeding experience was like. My mum breastfed me and my younger sister so it was always in my mind that I would breastfeed my kids too if I could. I didn't know what was involved in it, didn't have friends doing it before my first was born so when my wee boy was born it was all new to me. I had a section so I didn't hold him for quite a while after he was born and we didn't get skin to skin straight away. While I rested after the surgery a member of staff fed him a bottle without asking. So the scene is, I'm pretty much confined to hospital bed with baby in cot beside me and doing my best to try breastfeeding when he cries. I call for help anytime I need to. Midwives do their best to help me get baby latched on. Day midwives were much more helpful than night time ones. So after about two days of this we are being assessed to see if we can go home. It turns out that baby has lost more than the 'normal' 10% of body weight after birth so we have to stay in an extra day to get his weight up. I've manged to get baby to latch on but he wont suck so on the 3rd night luckily I had an amazing midwife who stayed with me for what seemed like hours. She said to me 'If you're really determined to do this we'll crack it tonight'. We tried for ages and exhausted and crying in my hospital bed she asked me to hand express some colostrum. I remember I got 7ml! A tiny amount but she fed it to baby in a syringe and said it would last him til morning. Somehow in the morning I latched him on and he started sucking! Now we had the task of getting his weight up. Our new schedule was this: breastfeed every 3 hrs, after feeding Mr R would take baby, change him and put him down for sleep. Meanwhile I would express more milk to give as top up after each breastfeed then try and get some sleep myself. This is very hard in a busy maternity ward during the day. So, feed, top up feed, sleep and so on for 24hrs. His weight still wasn't up enough so we continued this for another 24hrs. Mums out there will be able to imagine how exhausted and emotional I was but I felt that if this is what it takes then I will do it. Luckily I got away without cracked or bleeding nipples. I was in hospital for 6 days before we were allowed home but once we were home we were breastfeeding. The fun didn't stop there though. Baby still fed all the time for an hour at a time sometimes more. And all through the night. Little and often coz their tummies are so small. The first few sucks were always nippy, I was with baby all the time coz no one else could feed him. I got very good at doing things with one hand while I was feeding. Basically you are giving your whole self to your newborn. But isn't that what being a mum is? After a couple of months he fed less often and so on as the months went on. I joined a local breastfeeding group when baby was 2 weeks old that my midwife told me about and made great friends there who shared tips with me. I fed him til he was 1yr old. With baby #2, I had a natural birth and she started feeding straight away. I hadn't long stopped feeding my wee boy so my nipples were still tough old things. But I still faced the all night feeding and no time away from baby and entertaining a toddler at the same time. I fed my wee girl til she was one as well. It was not easy, there were tears, times of thinking 'should I just give up' but I persevered and came through it.

The bottom line is that it's not easy in the first two or three months and sometimes beyond. How can we, as a country and a society give women a realistic view of what breastfeeding is all about and the knowledge to be able to do it? On the one hand I feel it's such a shame more mums don't have the proper information, guidance and support to breastfeed. On the other hand the information is there if you look and you don't have to look that hard. Call your midwife, google it for gods sake. Perhaps we need a massive ad campaign which not only targets expectant mums but all of society so that it is seen as the norm. We need TV ads, bus sides, bus stops, billboards, adverts which show various techniques and positions, public breastfeeding and, dare I suggest it, BOOBS!

Sunday, 10 April 2011

Goodbye 4 days of summer :(

After a totally summers weekend I optimistically looked out and tried on my summer clothes and glasses and bought flip flops hoping that this would be our early summer and it would last a few more days.

Well, I have just checked the forecast and it pretty much includes cold, rain and hail for the next few days :(

'Goodbye' summer clothes, 'hello' coat and hat *cries*

I might wear my sunnies to cheer myself up anyway.

Happy Days

What a busy few days we've had. Monday to Wednesday P'd down with rain and the wind was so bad our bins were blown over, with rubbish strewn everywhere.


But Thursday, Friday and Saturday were beautiful days. Having made ourselves a calendar for April, to take up some 'stuck indoors' time, noting the nursery days (not many this month) and sticky coloured circles for home days or park days that we could move around depending on weather, we were hoping for a day out on Thursday IF the weather forecast was right - and it was!!! We set out for the day with our picnic and all manner of toys and balls to play with at the park. Actually it was still a bit cold and our winter hats and coats were definitely needed but we had a brilliant day. There is nothing better than having fun at the park with my kids.



On Friday we hired a car to visit friends who we can't normally visit coz the trains are a bit of a pain to get there. The sun was out and the kids had amazing fun in the garden with their friends. I had a lovely catch up over tea and cake with my friends too :)

Today was an actual summers day so we took a picnic to a different park. It was about 15 degrees (that is summer for Scotland) and we all ended up with sunburn! There was no way I expected to be out in t-shirts all day and to need sunhats or cream. We had out winter hats and coats ready incase the weather turned sour. We played at the play park for hours, walked through the woods and fed the horses. Wee Dude spent most of the time on the flying fox and Wee Love played wit the bubbles all day. I'm shattered and so are the kids but we've had the best three days.



It's meant to be nice tomorrow aswell but I'm too tired for another day out (also why this post is a bit factual and not much else. I'm too tired to jazz it up, soreeeeee) so we'll be spending time planting our sunflower seeds and repotting our little apple tree saplings. Maybe Mr R will entertain them for a bit while I sleep - bliss.

Got a busy week planned this week too so better get resting. Any excuse to go to bed and stay there :)

Wednesday, 6 April 2011

Taking kids crafts too far

We're on Easter holidays right now and the kids nursery have asked the kids to make a hat or easter bonnet for a competition after the holidays. It's been so wet this week we haven't been able to go out so started making the hats.

Wee Dude wanted a cap style with a really long visor like Dip Dap on cbeebies. Wee Love really isn't interested so I did a bonnet style for her. They got bored quickly so I get out some glue, tissue paper and glitter (what was I thinking?!) for them while I made the hat bit. I thought I'd use what they had decorated to stick onto the hat. Well, they made such a mess that none of it was really salvageable for the hats. Normally very imaginative, Wee Dude couldn't give me any ideas for how to decorate his hat except he wanted it to be blue - not that helpful. The hats are meant to be eastery in some way, I think, but the kids couldn't have been less interested so in the end I have made them both myself while they went and had a carry on in their room.I promise I wasn't trying to be a competitive mum but if I left it to them it wouldn't be eastery at all.

The hats have turned out quite well but almost none of it was done by the kids. I'm sure that wasn't what nursery had in mind, ooops. I'll need to try and find an easy hat style they can do themselves.



Friday, 1 April 2011

Making friends for Dummies!

This is Mr R's second week back at work and since the weathers been pretty bad we've been in the house a lot. It's just dawned on me that we really have no friends locally :(

When Wee Dude was born I made a huge effort to make mummy friends, determined not to be stuck at home alone with a baby. I had a good bunch of friends but now, a couple of house moves and nearly 5 years on I'm stuck at home alone with 2 pre-schoolers! Argh what a nightmare!

This week I've been pondering making friends and friendship in general - it's a funny old business.

It's easy in primary school coz you're there with the other kids all the time in the same class. In high school I found I made more friends with the people I was in class with. But the friends I had who ended up in different classes on different timetables drifted away, or I drifted away from them. That pattern has continued for me throughout life. When I'm in close regular contact with someone I find it easy to be friends, but if I move area or change college or workplace it becomes quite difficult.

There's one particular friend I made as a teenager, we were flatmates for a while and got on really well. I've known her now for about 14 years but over the years as I moved away to a new job and moved to a new town with my husband and started a family we really drifted apart. We tried to catch up now and then but it seemed our lives were on such different paths. Every year we'd send a christmas card promising to meet up and we never did. Now that I'm back in Glasgow we've met up once and both really want to be proper friends again. I've text her a couple of times but she hasn't got back to me. The other day I was going to message her on facebook to check I had the right number then I thought 'What am I thinking? Why don't I just do the old fashioned thing and CALL HER?!' I mean for gods sake is it that hard? But I'm actually nervous. What will I say? What if we have nothing to say? If I don't do it will she do it or will another year go by?

It's the same with the mummy friends I made. Now I'm far away we don't text or call. I've been to visit them once and one of them has been to visit me and I've had barely any contact otherwise.If I had a car I'd be over there much more to visit but it's a real trek on public transport. They all have cars so even though I know I should make more effort, I feel they should too. Maybe I should take the hint and let them drift away.

Am I a bad friend?

I have to make the effort with the friends I still have even though they're not close by. I need to make some new local friends. I thought it'd be easy to make friends with the mums at nursery but I'm not kidding none of them speak to each other when we wait for the nursery doors to open. I mean there is no chat what-so-ever! It's weird. I keep trying to get eye contact with them as we pass each other on the way in and out of nursery but they don't even look at me so how do I say 'hi' or start a conversation? I've been on netmums to find out about their meet ups and got in touch with some other mums with kids my age. Hopefully something will come of it. I need some friends who are ready to start socialising on weekends again!

Oh, to be back at school when life was so much simpler........

Thursday, 31 March 2011

My very own reasons to be cheerful

Well, it's been a boring week this week and for some reason my patience has not been very high at all, the weather hasn't been great and I've been struggling with this blog....BUT I've got a wee group of mummy bloggers to visit thanks to BMB and reading Michelle's blog Mummy From The Heart has given me a wee boost to at least write something even if it's not that great. That's not a judgement on Michelle's blog, it was great, I just mean that mine haven't been too great so far.

So with all those reasons above NOT to be cheerful out the way......

R2BC 1.

My new hair cut is super easy to manage and it hardly takes me any time in the morning so I'm really glad I had it chopped! Plus Mr R likes it too so double bonus :)

R2BC 2.

My gorgeous monkey kids have made me lovely mothers day cards at nursery (well, I haven't opened them yet but I'm sure they will be very sweet) and have wrapped some daffodils as a pressie.

R2BC 3.

I'm just about finished my book - due back to the library tomorrow - and I've really enjoyed it. It was Nigel Farndale's The Blasphemer. It's on the Richard and Judy Book Club list for spring. A great story, some told from three generations ago in the war and some from modern day as a man discovers the history of his grandfather and great-grandfather. Can't say much more without ruining it but it's been a good read. Hopefully I'll get another book from the list out the library tomorrow :) Still got about six books in the queue at home mind you.

Monday, 28 March 2011

Hair Update

I did not take the plunge and get my hair cut that short. I went into the salon with not much idea what I wanted and terrified about what I'd walk out with. But the hairdresser was great and we looked through mags til I saw something that might work. I got it chin length with layers and a proper fringe - not had one since I was about 12. Amazingly the fringe covers the offending grey streak and thank god coz it was becoming a major trauma. All I need now are some ghds but I've not managed to convince Mr R that it's an essential purchase. I'll need to settle for some cheapies that I get with my clubcard points - recommendations welcomed :)

Here I am......I wish! Mine's not as cool as this, but it's along these lines.














 It's ticking all the boxes just now anyway so I'm happy.

Wednesday, 23 March 2011

Girl stuff

Three things are causing me major irritation today....

1. BRAS! I bloody hate them! In my pre children days I found a bikini top more comfy instead or didn't wear one at all as my boobs weren't that big or droopy. Not like now - oh my god - I need one but they're so uncomfortable. Since we've lived in Scotland again every time I go out the house I always have a jumper and coat so I don't bother to wear one. But now the weather's getting nicer I need less layers which means I'm gonna have to start wearing a bra *cries*. It's not fair. If I throw a major wobbly like my kids do will someone change the rules and make care free boobs ok? PLEASE???!!!!! *cries again*

2. CLOTHES! I bloody hate them! The only thing I own that's comfy are my pjs. And we all know, as much as we'd like to, we cannot go out in public in our pjs, can we? I need to find a loose clothes style with no tight waistbands or sleeves or just start a pjs trend. Who's with me?!

3. HAIR! I bloody hate it too! It's long and brown *cough* dyed. I've had grey hairs since I was 16 but now I'm 30 I have loads and one major grey streak right at the front. I've been dying my hair all sorts of colours since I was about 14 but now I really have to and I'm fed up of it. I need to do it every 4 weeks and I want to stop. I'm sick of it long too. The last time I cut it short (not quite boy short) I immediately wanted to grow it long again so that's what I've spent years doing but I can't do anything with it. Every 2nd day I need to wash it it takes ages to dry and all that malarkey so our morning gets wasted.

So many times in the past have I said to Mr R 'I just want to shave it off and start again' but it's not really the done thing is it? But I'm getting that feeling again.

Maybe I'd have something like this. Got to bear in mind I wont pull it off in quite the same movie star way...


























This one of Michelle Williams is still too long








But I don't want to look like the girl from Harry Potter.









Been here before though so will it ever happen? Can I go to my natural grey and brown hair and have a short style? hmmmmmmm.........maybe it'll suit me when I'm out and about in my jammies with no bra!

The 4th thing to annoy me today are websites that wont let you go back to google! You're stuck on their page and have to redo your google search - the cheek of it - you swines!

Tuesday, 22 March 2011

Flying Thoughts

Wahooo, I got accepted to Britsh Mummy Bloggers! So, I've made a plan to read, comment on and follow one blog per day (or so) so I can build up my fav blogs and hopefully get some readers to visit my blog. I've read some good ones so far :)

Blogging is taking over my life and taking up all my time. I was on BMB for hours last night trying to change my page appearance and edit a badge to put on my blog. I couldn't get any of it to work so decided BMB must be broken. I managed to get a badge but not the one I wanted. I have this other sad hobby - a game called 'Fairyland' on Facebook. I spent way too much tme playing it. For those who haven't seen it, it's a game where you plant seeds and grow the various flowers. Each flower attracts a different animal so you put food out for theses animals to progress through the game. I'm VERY addicted but now that I'm blogging I'm hardly getting time to do my garden. You may wonder when do I actually spend time with my kids.......

The trouble is I can't keep my ideas for blog posts in my head long enough to type them. I need a brain typer of some sort so when I lie in bed thinking of hilarious and intellectual things to post my brain sends all that briulliant work to my netbook. That way you lovely readers can enjoy it instead of reading this mishmash of stuff I'm scrabbling together from my memory. I'll do better next time.

Some brain thoughts: 

It was great to get my kids back from their granny yesterday - they're so cute :)

I wish my cats would stop peeing everywhere in my house - it STINKS!

I need to decide what to blog about properly and do better blog posts. Every time I start to type it come out all shit.

I'm still on a roll of being patient and not shouting at the kids. That's about 2 weeks or so since I started this therapy blog and it's all going swimmingly. Have I done something right or is it just a coincidence.

Mr R is back to work! Well done him, so it's just me and the kids during the day now.

Right I'm away before I type any more drivel.

Saturday, 19 March 2011

British Mummy Bloggers

I've tried to join British Mummy Bloggers. I know I wont get in. I'm one of these people who, if you ask me a question I will give the actual answer not some 'line' or a 'play the game' answer. I just can't do it - never could. My brain can't formulate some BS answer quick enough. So maybe my answers to application Q's wont be what they're looking for.

Or maybe you just have to be a mum with a blog.

We'll see........

Kid free weekend

The kids are away to their granny's for the weekend :) A full 48 hrs of peaceful bliss to have a long lie, read a book, watch tv.......... I do miss them already actually.

Before we moved to Dubai the kids would stay over at granny's every weekend Sunday to Monday which was a lifesaver for me. But now we live further away from granny and we have no car it's not so easy to drop them off for a short time. So she's having them for 2 nights!

Mr R and I went for a drink then out for an indian and we're back to watch some tv and zonk out. You know you're not young anymore when you just want to come home for a cuppa. I'm only 30 as well so don't know what's gone wrong there.

The couch is shouting me, goodnight.

Let's go fly a kite

It was a really nice day, or should I say 'morning' today. Beautiful blue skies and really fresh so the kids and I went for a walk. Wee Dude packed his binoculars, magnifying glass, dinosaurs (not sure why) and his kite just incase it was windy enough. There's a dog walking path nearby that Wee Dude has wanted to go to for a while so we went there first


saw a lovely wee bit of graffiti


Then we took a wee adventure through another path and discovered a great big grassy hill, perfect for flying a kite.


The views of Glasgow were amazing too. Check out my photobucket album below to see more pics.

video

It was brilliant fun until until we had a slight disaster. The wind got pretty wild, Wee Dude needed his gloves on so I gave Wee Love the kite. In the moment I took my attention off her the string started to unwind and she let go!!! I tried to run and catch it but before I could the kite got tangled on an electricity pole :( My poor Wee Dude was in tears but I couldn't get it back.

We'll defo buy a new one and take Mr R with us next time. 

Bloody Technology!

All I want is 'Club Tropicana' as a ringtome on my phone (don't ask), how hard can it be? So, Mr R downloads it for me but I really only need the chorus so instead of asking him to help me again I thought I'll sort it out myself, download an mp3 spiltter - easy. But at every step I just hadn't a clue what to do so kept asking bit by bit for more help and in the end I've had to get him to just do it for me. The technology and jargon is just beyond me.

And that's not the first time today I've needed help. I took some videos today on my camera but for some reason the media player wouldn't play it so he had to help me download and intall some other thing to play them. It's too hard for my poor wee mummy brain so I'm not sure how much hope I hold out for this blog. I've managed an RSS feed and to get my photobucket embedded, if that's the term. And I'm just adding loads of stuff to fill it up at the moment and I'll worry about quality as I go along. I thought I could link to my channel on you tube but it seems inpossible.

Better keep trying then......

Thursday, 17 March 2011

Liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike

Hopefully a lot of Scots will have seen Gary Tank Commander. And maybe if word spreads enough more of the country will see it too. It's a comedy about Gary and 3 soldier mates who are just back from a tour in Iraq. The show follows them in their day to day duties which turn into hilarious moments. There are flash backs to them in camp in Iraq and interviews with Gary where he talks about his views on politics, royalty, the army and the world.

Here's a trailer.....


They also do these brilliant covers of pop songs - you have to see it to appreciate it. This clip is one of the songs from an episode in series 2. I was in tears laughing at it. you can find more on you tube.


I've not seen any show on tv recently, which has made me laugh out loud more.

Liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike


Sunday, 13 March 2011

Finding my feet

So that's my first week or so of blogging over. For me it's been a real stress buster. This is the first week in a while where I've been cool and calm 90 odd% of the time. Me and the kids have had fun together a lot.

But, blogging is daunting at the same time. As I look into the blogosphere for inspiration and to compare what I'm doing to others out there I'm finding loads of well written and focused stuff. I don't think mine will come up to that standard, in fact I'm sure it wont. And even though I'm doing it for me, there really is no point in a blog if you don't want readers, is there? Naturally, I'm looking up the ubiquitous mummy (or mommy) blogs and I'm tired of them already, yet that is pretty much what I'm doing here. Excuse me, not 'pretty much doing' - 'AM doing'.

So how do I make mine original and interesting when I'm 'just a mum'? I don't have the answer yet. At the moment I'm writing my thoughts on life and even how to do all this blog stuff. I'm learning the jargon and finding out more about the internet than I knew before. Well, I'm going to learn that stuff. I still don't know it yet. It seems like you'll be going on a wee wander through my brain and my thought processes.

I also wonder, where do bloggers get the time to research the stuff they write or find the link they want to post. It seems to take me a while to get the thing I want. Maybe I need to be less picky about what I want to post in my blogs in terms of a music video or you tube clip or whatever. As you can see there is nothing yet. But there will be, once I figure out how to do it!

Since I'm a newbie blogger I'm not advertising my blog yet, but there will come a time when I think I have enough posts to make interesting enough reading for someone to come back. I particularly don't want people who know me to read it. I'm a relatively private person and I don't like to share all my stresses with family members. Mr R excluded, obv he knows pretty much everything, he's a witness to my daily life after all. He doesn't know about the blog yet though - it's still just for me.

Plan of action for the next few weeks: to do posts on anything which interests me (music, books, films) and to add more stuff to my page as a way of finding my feet in this blogging world .

Thursday, 10 March 2011

OMG It worked!

I finished my last post, edited a few things then went through to start getting the kids ready for bed and that physical feeling of RLS and stress was gone! I was actually calm and not just pretending to be. You know the way it is, when you're really calm you can use humour and other techniques you know to get kids to do what you want without moaning or shouting, but when you're really tense and pretending to be calm you don't find anything funny everyone knows you're ready to blow!

Just going to order my Dominos! YUM :)

Tough afternoon

For the first time this week I'm really feeling stressed. It all started as I was preparing lunch. Mr R kept asking me questions while I was trying to concentrate on lunch and my sister called 'just to say hi'. She knows it's lunch time and I have to get the kids out to nursery afterwards. The bloody eggs weren't hard enough, they shells wouldn't come off easily, the bread was to close to the hob and got a bit toasted, my egg mayo was a disaster and I was running out of time! I could physically feel the stress building. Obviously, none of these things should cause stress but for some reason today I felt the ability to be calm slipping away. I did keep my cool, somehow, but all afternoon I've still had that horrible feeling and I can't shake it off. Every time I go near the kids they seem to start crying or moaning about something so I'm staying away, having time out and letting Mr R supervise.

I get a physical feeling which I describe as 'creepy blood'. I first got it when I was preggo for the first time. I tended to get it when I was tired and now I notice I get it when I'm stressed too which really aggravates the stress because it's so physical. I googled the feeling and found Restless Leg Syndrome but I get it all over my body. It's the kind of feeling you get when you really need a fag or when you're trying to quit. I haven't smoked for years but it's the best way I can describe it.

I hoped that writing a post may help - lets hope so. Pizza for dinner may just help too :)


Monday, 7 March 2011

Calm for a day

Does anyone normal do a blog? I'd like to consider myself 'normal' - Mr R may disagree - but I'm struggling to find a blog by someone who isn't a writer, journalist, with 3 kids who they say are wild, tries new recipes, bakes cupcakes, does sailing or some other out-there hobby and is soooo funny everyone loves them.

My blog in comparison is gonna be soooo BORING!!!! I'm not gonna win awards or even have any followers, but I'm writing this pretty much just for me and my sanity. Hopefully someone will relate to it.

As for how today went after my plan of action last night, it went pretty well - very well actually. I woke up to hear the kids playing nicely in their room so got out of bed on the right side. All was going ok so no cup of tea needed.

I started the sticker chart but it soon became clear that Wee Love still has no clue what it's all about. Sticker or no sticker, if she doesn't want to do something she wont do it til it suits her.

I vowed to walk away if she started her crying or defiant nonsense so when it came time to get dressed she ended up going around naked for a while til she was prepared to get dressed with no fuss. Luckily, we had nowhere to go so I didn't let it stress me.

Wee Dude asked to do finger painting, of all things, but since I'm now an agreeable mum I said 'yes'. We even did a Mister Maker activity too (to be continued tomorrow when the stuff dries). It all went very well and by snack time we were all done.

Mr R even reported overhearing from the office an incident where I was very firm with them but did not shout - he said I got it 'right on the money'! wahay! If only he could remember what the incident was I could maybe repeat it.

I also vowed not to intervene with any of the kids fights unless I had to. They really need to sort things out themselves as much as they can. I cannot be a referee, it's too tiring.

And my best moment was having to put Wee Dude on the naughty step after an incident in the street and totally kept my cool in the street and at home and it all ended very calmly.

My kids do tend to have a mad moment after dinner. By then I'm so tired I can't stand the volume, but today instead of trying to quiet them I said 'right lets have the maddest, noisiest 15 minutes ever! They only lasted about 3 minuted before they were tired out and just wanted to watch tv - RESULT.

I really hope it continues like this all week. The trouble is that when it all goes tits up I'm very aware that it's my reactions that exacerbate things but I'm so angry by then there's almost nothing I can do to pull it back.

Meant to read my book tonight but got distracted by looking up blogs and my other embarrassing online hobby. I might reveal that one another day.



Sunday, 6 March 2011

The week ahead: dreading it or ready for the challenge?

I'm just settling down after putting the kids to bed and contemplating what I can do to make the week go as smoothly as possible. I'm still a 'housewife' so I'm at home with the kids all the week and they go to nursery every day after lunch. At the moment the issues I face are:

I hate getting up in the morning and feel my patience go very quickly.
I'm repeating myself to both kids constantly.
Wee Love tends to cry over everything from hurting herself, being frustrated she can't manage something to basics like she needs her nose wiped. Everything seems to be a cry - it's VERY annoying!
Wee Dude seems to forget simple instructions or guidelines instantly. I think he's so preoccupied with whatever he's thinking about that he does his own thing on auto pilot instead of what I've asked him to do.
Wee Dude is constantly asking for something or to do something and every two minutes that something could change. 
Sometimes I feel that no matter what I say it always makes the situation worse.

Where is the line between them listening to me and doing as I say and me having to be less demanding of them and give them more free reign? Does that make any sense? I hope so.

My aims:
I want to keep them relatively calm and controlled, get certain daily tasks done when they need done like dressing and getting out to nursery, have time to do some fun activities that don't end in moaning or crying and also have time to do cooking, clearing up and all the other chores that need doing. But how?

So far in the last few weeks I have set a time when I must be up in the morning.  Sometimes I feel ok and others not - maybe a cup of tea straight away might help.

I cannot have a really messy or dirty house so the idea of just saying 'nevermind about the laundry or hoovering' just will not work with me. It has to be done or I get even more stressed. I have started doing as much as I can when they're at nursery but I seem to find extra stuff to do when they are here - there's always something else that needs done isn't there?

I think a big thing for me will have to be asking less of them so that when I do need something done I can use consequences if they don't listen. Maybe I could start a 'mad mental hour' so they can run off some of the energy, then be a bit calmer afterwards.

I need to turn a blind eye to some of the annoying things and only get involved with the naughty things.

I need to find a technique to use when I feel myself getting tense and stressed. I can feel it happening but it's not always possible to take a quick time out. I'll google it and see what I come up with.

Maybe for a day or two I can do a sticker chart for just listening and see how it goes. Wee Dude responds well to charts whenever we use them but Wee Love seems to have no clue how it works and goes into a tantrum coz she wants a sticker and she wants one NOW! But I need some sort of reward.....hmmmm.......

I don't have the slightest clue what to do about Wee Love's crying over everything. It wears me down soooo fast. I try to ignore but it doesn't seem to work. Maybe I'm not doing it right :-)

So what have I got so far: sticker chart, mad mental hour, time out technique (for me), and absolutely no shouting. Easy or what?!

I have wondered the last few days about the boundaries we set. We watched Supernanny a lot and tend to find her techniques work but our kids are actually really good kids, no fighting, biting, damaging things, swearing, shouting at us (much) so they already are well within the boundaries that we hoped to set as parents. Are we now tightening those boundaries to an unrealistic point. I feel I expect Wee Dude to get dressed when I say so and sit at the table when I say so, walk in the street don't run. I don't make him walk all the time I do let him run but sometimes when I feel stressed I just want them to be calm and walk nicely. Maybe that's just not possible.

Ok time to go read a book or something. I'll give these things a try this week and see how it goes.

Fingers crossed X

Friday, 4 March 2011

A wee history of life so far

Before I start blogging about what's been happening today or venting my stresses of motherhood and life in general I'll set the scene of life til now - hopefully a consice version!

Life was a normal one, boyfriend, job - the usual - then my first born child came along in 2006. I was a pretty chilled mum ( I thought I was anyway) and my wee dude was a pretty chiled baby, he ate and slept well and all that jazz. We were a great wee family. Mr R and I felt like natural parents and my wee dude was such an easy and loving wee boy we thought 'This is soooo great! Lets have another baby'. So, when my wee dude was only 8 months old I was preggo again and super happy about it. Pregnancy was a bit hard with a baby-turned-toddler around but manageable.

In 2007 my second child was born, a baby girl, my wee love. She was beautiful and we felt our life was complete. For me though, her first year was the toughtest time of my life. She had extremely bad excema from about 2 months old and it took months for the doctors to give her steroid creams. Once they did I was applying cream eight times a day and seeing her in such discomfort was very upsetting. She would also vomit a lot after feeds. I breastfed my wee dude and my wee love til they were 1 year old but for some reason she was sick her whole feed very often. This affected her weight gain and she was quite small for her age. So to paint a picture of life at that time, I was applying cream all day, had to take cream, towels and clothes everywhere we went incase of a huge spew. I cleaned a lot trying to keep the house as dust free as possible as I knew that could aggrivate excema, regulary changing bedclothes, all the while still breastfeeding, which can be demanding, and with a 2 yr old around too. Eventually the hospital took blood and discovered my wee love had a dairy intolerance which was the reason for the excema and probably the vomiting since it would have passed through the breast milk.

I think also by the time she was about 6 months or so, having been pregnant or breastfeeding now for about 3 yrs I was worn down. I hadn't really got much of myself back between babies so I was just a mum and not much else. In my experience it was hard to leave them with someone for long coz they wouldn't drink milk from a bottle and with all my wee love's creams it was just more stress trying to explain to someone what cream should go where and when, so I couldn't really get away. Luckily Mr R was great he could do all the creams and baths so I got a little time out from time to time.

My wee love was coming up for one, which for me was a huge milestone where I felt things would surely get better. I needed a focus and wanted to earn money so I became a childminder. I had two lovely little girls to look after around my kids age and they all got on so well! All I'll say is that four kids is hard work. My wee love still had a lot of cream going on through the day and we had nursery runs and toddler groups to go to - I was pretty drained.

The finacial crisis hit and Mr R was made redundant twice in one year. Then in early 2010 he got the opportunity to work in Dubai and we grabbed the chance for a change and some sunshine. He went out for a few months to test the water and a few months later we all moved out there. Having been together for 10 years we finally got married before we went. It was very, very hard going while he was away. Dubai was nice at first but sooooo hot! We went in June - the worst timing. For various reasons - mostly that we didn't like living there at all - we came home a few months later and started afresh in a new house in the city we're originally from.

We feel quite settled now and Mr R is very close to getting a new job. The kids are at nursery so I get a little peace and quiet. Well needed, I might add as they've been with me eveyday for the last 7 months! Anyone with preschool kids will know they are hard work.

Recently I've become very aware of how NOT chilled I am these days. I know I definitely started as a chilled out mum/person but somewhere along the line I changed into a totally controlling and uptight mum. I'm not sure how to get back to that person. This is what prompted me to start a blog. Hoping that by putting things down and asking questions of myself that it may help my brain realise my real priorities and chill the F out!

PS we have two old cats that pee everywhere which does not help.


Thursday, 3 March 2011

Where should I start?

Well, I'm a bit new to blogs so over time my profile will fill up and stuff'll probably get added once I figure it all out.

I'm 30 years old, married, mum to two pre-schoolers (4yrs and 3yrs old) and need a vent every now and then but I'm not really a forums person so have turned to a blog as a kind of therapy. Will it work? Who knows?! I do know it will be a bit like me just thinking out loud, talking to myself kind of idea. As yet I'm not sure how I'll use this, maybe in a facebook status kind of way or daily updates - after a while it'll all become clear. I do hope it's not boring but be warned you may read about how big my washing pile is, how great Home & Away was or the mental stuff my kids got up to.

Right now it is time for sleep and tomorrow I'll start to use this bloggy thing.