Monthly Archives: November 2013

Best Friends

On Thursday, I dropped the children off at school.

The next time I would see them would be Saturday tea-time.

This is the longest time I’ve been without them.

And the longest time I have just been a wife since before our son was born in 2008.

We’ve been in a blissful husband and wife bubble.

We’ve laughed a lot.

Went shopping together.

Went to a gig.

Had a meal out.

Walked to the pub on a Friday night for a few scoops.

I laughed at his jokes again.

We’ve cleared the huge backlog of things we need to talk about it.

We made plans for the future.

We just were.

We are always a team in the craziness of our life.

Talking about the business and the children is all we usually do.

All we have time for.

Passing each other in different rooms in the house is the norm.

But these past 3 days have reminded me of why I married my husband.

He’s my best friend.

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To My Boo Love from Mummy

You just want to be me.

And you are. like me. In so many ways.

You are determined.

You are inquisitive.

You like things tidy and you like to have order.

You like to write and be creative.

You have a huge imagination.

You love snuggles when you are feeling a bit rubbish.

You are the boss of your of your brother (like I am the boss of your Daddy…ssshhh!)

You love to laugh.

You have inherited so many of my traits.

Including being shy.

I used to be shy, until I had your brother and you.

Motherhood has a way of dragging you out of your shell, whether you like it or not.

I’ve learnt not to be shy and scared to do things.

I started a business, which was scary.

I try and do something that scares me every day.

I’m not so shy now and I love the seeing the world with different eyes.

I try not to have regrets but I wish I hadn’t been so lacking in confidence for most of my life.

I’ve always had belief in myself, my parents saw to that.

I just thought that others didn’t believe in me I suppose.

So my gorgeous girl, I am going to make sure that you have so much belief in yourself.

You will believe that you can do anything.

That you can be anything.

I’m going to try and encourage you do things that are out of your comfort zone.

I will ensure your comfort zone keeps getting bigger as you grow.

So for now little girl, keep holding my hand tight when you are in a new situation.

And hide behind my legs when someone new says hello.

And with little baby steps, we will get there together

As your mummy, I want to show you that you have the world at your feet.

And I will.

That is my promise to you.

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Fit By Forty

I have never lost my baby weight…almost 6 years in.

I started a business when my children were 18 months and 9 weeks old.

It made me drink wine to cope with the stress of it all.

It is the fault of the business obviously, not mine.

I’d say that I am about 10lb more than I want to be.

Not a huge amount but I dislike it when I don’t feel comfortable in clothes.

I want to be toned.

I have always said that I want to be in the shape of my life by the time I am 40.

I’m 2 years and 1 month away.

We are booking a dream holiday for our 40th year and I want to have photos I can show off, not hide because I don’t like my body.

I cut my drinking right down at the beginning of the year and probably have 4 glasses of wine a week, if that.

It helped but I want to be toned and decided to do something about it.

No point in moaning and then not be proactive.

So I started last week. I felt the pain of a personal trainer.

A personal trainer who likes pain.

I got that buzz that people talk about when you exercise.

Loved it. Can see how people get addicted to it.

I also started drinking 2 litres of water a day and been swimming 3 times a week.

I can really tell the difference, have a lot more energy.

Tomorrow, I go again.

I probably won’t be able to post how it went until Saturday. My arms and fingers will be too sore to type.

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Trying Hard

Last night was parents evening for both of our children.

I came away bursting with pride. Still feel fit to burst.

Boo’s teacher told us how she was quietly confident and sometimes just quiet.

We found that hard to believe, she has a voice that needs to be heard all the time at home.

I like that she quietly sums up situations and her environment. I was and still am like that.

I don’t want her to be shy though. I don’t her to be 30 before she comes out of her shell like me.

If I raise a girl who is confident in her ability and not scared of putting herself in situations I will know I have done my job as her mum.

The boy’s teacher said he was well mannered, doing well with his literacy and numeracy and a lovely, lovely boy.

I’m borderline tears at this point.

Then she said ‘he makes sure he tries his very best at everything he does’.

Not so borderline any more.

My parents always taught to be try my hardest. It was drummed into me.

If I didn’t pass something or come first I would feel like a failure until my Dad used to say:

‘Did you try your best?’

‘Yes’ was always the answer.

‘Well that is good enough for me kid’ my Dad would reply.

That is something that has stayed with me in everything I do. I always strive to do my best and be the best I can become, at everything I do.

The teacher said that the boy doesn’t like it when he has made a mistake.

I came home and told him it’s important to make mistakes, that is how you learn. Never be afraid to ask for help.

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