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My saga ~ of the candy crush variety…

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My ‘to-do’ list is growing,

The rest will have to wait.

Time to ‘shutdown’… but what’s that icon glowing?

It’s another ‘app update’

Okay so I’ll just get the lastest ‘bug fix’

Then I’ll get going and get on, “sigh”.

What’s next in my ‘bag of tricks’?

…Hang on, something catches my eye!

The app store is a dangerous place to be,

My brain has turned to mush,

It can’t ignore the word ‘free’,

And look, there’s the sugar-coated ‘Candy Crush’.

“No, no,” my brain says, “don’t go there!”

Just then my finger taps “install”

“Uh oh,” soon I’ll be tearing out my hair…

Banging my head against a brick wall!

Hurray my new app is loaded

I’ll be strict, oh yes I will!

But these dam sweeties that are colour-coded

Mean my willpower is exactly… NIL!

One level up already – the man in the game says “Sweet!”

Swipe, swipe, wow this is fun!

Aha, I won’t be beat,

How many moves left? Only one…

One swipe away from a “Tasty” treat,

Woo hoo, go me, I won.

Now for a hasty retreat

My to-do list still not done…

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A Fussy Faddy Journey…

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One gone, two gone, three gone, four…

Five gone, six gone, seven gone, more!

More? Are you sure? Really?

Yes, and I’m losing… well, very nearly.

 

She’s always eaten well has our little one

And we try to encourage by making meal-times fun.

But you might describe her food as ‘unadventurous’

Because she won’t eat greens for anyone, especially not us.

 

Yet this last week has raised our eyebrows somewhat,

With the question, “Mum…Dad…is that carrot hot?”

Trying not to choke with surprise on our chicken casserole,

Our faddy food journey has reached a turning point, a goal.

 

On her plate each night, the veggies have been jostling for room,

I could name them all with ease, thanks to Mr Bloom.

 

So here’s a message for stressed out mummys,

Don’t worry if they won’t have veggies in their tummys.

They may change their mind one day… when? It matters not one jot

But when they do, make sure their greens are not hot!

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Read my emotional and inspiring true story ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’. Available now through my website at Virtually All Sorts. 50% of sales to the charity Action on Pre-Eclampsia. …and visit my facebook page or follow me on twitter @ComplicatedPreg

Also available – my indispensable guide to avoiding Working Mum Guilt. Whether you are about to return or have already started back, this book offers practical solutions and feedback from real Mums with real families in real situations. Covering topics such as Post Natal Depression, childcare options, yours and your child’s development and time management – Ditch the guilt today! … and visit my facebook page or follow me on twitter @WorkingMumGuilt

Thank you.

Picture source: www.growfruitandveg.co.uk via Pinterest

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I saw the sense in this…

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As the warmth envelopes me

From the tips of my fingers,

To my mouth

Nose

And

Forehead…

I get a comforting feeling.

 

This sets me up and energises me.

It’s like a meeting and catch-up with

An old friend.

An anticipated break,

A chance to sit down for 5 minutes.

As we sip our coffee

(de-caf for me his time),

I don’t want the heat from the cuppa or conversation to end.

 

Savouring every delicious mouthful,

The warmth lingers

And I enjoy the familiarity,

My safety net.

The net that I can turn to

Which encourages and

Makes me feel that all is well.

 

I can face anything now…

Thanks to my cuppa!

 

So where did this piece of writing come from?  Well, I follow a blog by Sandra Danby in which she has a feature called ‘Writer’s Block’  This piece came from her blog on coffee.  I love that this piece came from focussing on one of our 5 senses.  I hope you like it…

Thanks for reading.

Picture source:  http://zoeaustin.tumblr.com via Pinterest

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Read my emotional and inspiring true story ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’. Available now through my website at Virtually All Sorts. 50% of sales to the charity Action on Pre-Eclampsia. …and visit my facebook page or follow me on twitter @ComplicatedPreg

Also available – my indispensable guide to avoiding Working Mum Guilt. Whether you are about to return or have already started back, this book offers practical solutions and feedback from real Mums with real families in real situations. Covering topics such as Post Natal Depression, childcare options, yours and your child’s development and time management – Ditch the guilt today! … and visit my facebook page or follow me on twitter @WorkingMumGuilt

Thank you.

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How to win a stand-off with your child…

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So, have you ever had a stand-off with your child?!  Well who hasn’t?…

To parents and non-parents alike, here’s a funny old tale:

It’s bedtime.  We’ve had the bath and our little bear has decided that she doesn’t want a story downstairs.  Okay, no problem.  I tell here that in 5 minutes it’s time to go upstairs, clean teeth, story in bed and night night time – as it is every night.  This routine has worked wonders for us in truth.  I’m not trying to be a smug mummy by saying that.  Yes, we have our over-tired nights where Daddy’s working and she will push and push (and push) and I wonder if I’m doing it ‘right’.  But generally, the bedtime routine is great for us.

This night however, like an episode of Holby City, I knew something was afoot…

Our little bear asks if she can take 2 of her princess books to bed to read to her teddies.  I tell her that she can, but I have to take the DVD out of one of them first because it doesn’t go in her bedroom. This is because she once made something at playgroup with a CD.  It snapped at home and was razor sharp.  Too dangerous for her bedroom.

I digress…  I tell her the DVD lives downstairs.  Knowing this was not going to be the right answer, I told myself to stand firm.  Sure enough, our bear got a vice grip on the books and rang off with them, through the kitchen, through the hall and up the stairs!

At this point, I didn’t want to turn it into a game but equally I knew she was having a paddy, a tantrum, call it what you will, and I didn’t want her to trip up and hurt herself on the stairs.  Grasping the books like a vice, she stood on the top step and told me, through tears, that she wanted to take the DVD to bed.

Firmly I told her to move onto the landing where it was safe because we don’t stop and talk on the stairs.  Again, I told myself to stand firm, keep my voice level and not to grab the book – otherwise she’s won – I mentally said.

It did cross my min that this truly was a stand-off with our 4 year old!  Oh boy!

Vice-like grip, back turned to me, bottom lip firmly out.

“E, give me the book please. I’m going to take the DVD downstairs where it lives and you can have the book in your bedroom.”

After maybe 4 times of saying this, she slowly glanced sideways at me, backed herself onto my lap and ‘sort of’ let me hold the book at the same time as her.  She was still unsure.. I took the book, slid the DVD out, removed her from my lap and took it downstairs.

You thought it was over?  I knew it wasn’t!

One 4 year old face down on the landing carpet kicking her legs and screaming… not the calmest bedtime to be honest.

And we hadn’t even cleaned our teeth yet.

She wasn’t keen on this either.

So I stepped over her and said I was going to clean my teeth.  She looked up and asked me to do hers for her.  I won!!  Yeeees!

How did I win?  In my humble opinion , I stood my ground, I didn’t raise my voice, I didn’t snatch the book off her and I repeated what it was I wanted her to do.

And. I. Did. It.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not SuperMum or SuperNanny (but I’ll bet she would’ve been  proud!) but yeah, I stood my ground and I won.

And I did a cracking job of uncorking that bottle with my teeth afterwards…

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Read my emotional and inspiring true story ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’. Available now through my website at Virtually All Sorts. 50% of sales to the charity Action on Pre-Eclampsia. …and visit my facebook page or follow me on twitter @ComplicatedPreg

Also available – my indispensable guide to avoiding Working Mum Guilt. Whether you are about to return or have already started back, this book offers practical solutions and feedback from real Mums with real families in real situations. Covering topics such as Post Natal Depression, childcare options, yours and your child’s development and time management – Ditch the guilt today! … and visit my facebook page or follow me on twitter @WorkingMumGuilt

 Thank you.

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It’s working ~ creating writing in 15 minutes…

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Are you guilty of procrastination? I am.  Too much.

Having realised that I had sent tweets a-plenty, liked and commented on blogs a-plenty and talked about writing a-plenty – but not actually written anything for a while, I ditched the procrastination.  Yes, I did it!  How?

I set myself the target of writing for 15 minutes a day, in between the general day to day lifey things.  I went back to my love of writing, put pen to paper and scribbled away.  What a great feeling.  Just scribbling, not editting, going with the flow.  The editting comes afterwards.

Now that I’m back in the swing of it, I’m much more creative and feel so much happier for it.

When I say ‘creative’, I don’t mean that everything I’m writing is fiction.  No, I mean that I’m creating written pieces  Pieces written by me.

My therapy.  My way of relaxing.  My way of emptying my head and de-junking.

So, let’s raise a proverbial glass to writing.

Is it working for you like it’s working for me?

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Read my emotional and inspiring true story ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’. Available now through my website at Virtually All Sorts. 50% of sales to the charity Action on Pre-Eclampsia. …and visit my facebook page or follow me on twitter @ComplicatedPreg

Also available – my indispensable guide to avoiding Working Mum Guilt. Whether you are about to return or have already started back, this book offers practical solutions and feedback from real Mums with real families in real situations. Covering topics such as Post Natal Depression, childcare options, yours and your child’s development and time management – Ditch the guilt today! … and visit my facebook page or follow me on twitter @WorkingMumGuilt

Thank you.

 

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Showing me who’s the bossy one…

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“Is there any chance you could pick up V up on Tuesday please?”

I was asked by a friend if I could pick up their little one from the childminder with our bear, and take him back to ours for a while.  A family illness meant they wouldn’t be able to collect on time.

Of course, it was no problem.  I mean, it can be hard enough to juggle work/childminding/life in general, without throwing in a curve ball.

Our little bear was uber excited at her friend coming to ‘my house’.  “Is V coming to my house?  Is he coming here? Yeeeaaaahh!!”  Cue an uncontrollable jumping bean…

Jump to Tuesday.  As the afternoon progressed, I was looking forward to picking up 2 jumping beans.  I was slightly nervous, admittedly.  I’ve been to playgroups before and had the odd ‘play date’ but have never actually ‘babysat’ and been responsible for another little one.  How would our little bear react to sharing her toys?  Would she play up?  How would V be after a long day playing? I would find out soon enough!

The time came and, safely inside our house, our little bear took V under her wing.  “This is where you put your shoes…this is where you put your coat and bag.”

I asked if either wanted the toilet.  Both did.  That was an experience in itself.  I’ve never dealt with boys’ bits!  Sleeves rolled up, hands washed and dried, it was back down the wooden hill to play with toys.

I stayed in the open plan lounge/kitchen preparing tea while the 2 jumping beans played.  It was a lovely position to be in: it meant I could keep an eye without intervering; also having been to numerous playgroups, I’ve never observed our bear with a peer without the other parent being on hand.  Given that both were tired and getting hungry, they both coped very well.

Our bear was a little bossy showing V her toys! “Play with this… would you like to play with this one now?… no this one…”

V was very placid and towing the line playing with ‘pink’ toys!

I survived the play date. We all survived.  In fact, we had a thoroughly good time.  I learnt that our little girl is a big boss!

She was full of it at bedtime and when she heard Daddy come home from work at 8.30, she called out to him from her bedroom.  He sat on her bed and heard all about it for 5 minute, before our little bear gave in and went off to fairy dreamland.  At lights out, she told me that V would be having nice dreams too.  Possibly not about fairies though…

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Read my emotional and inspiring true story ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’. Available now through my website at Virtually All Sorts. 50% of sales to the charity Action on Pre-Eclampsia. …and visit my facebook page or follow me on twitter @ComplicatedPreg

Also available – my indispensable guide to avoiding Working Mum Guilt. Whether you are about to return or have already started back, this book offers practical solutions and feedback from real Mums with real families in real situations. Covering topics such as Post Natal Depression, childcare options, yours and your child’s development and time management – Ditch the guilt today! … and visit my facebook page or follow me on twitter @WorkingMumGuilt

Thank you.

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“The Ship of Hard Knocks”

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Be patient, just read and I’ll explain after…

“The Ship of Hard Knocks” by Carol Cameleon

As the ship of hard knocks 

goes sailing by,

I wait and wait and wait.

Will it stop and hit this rock

surrounded by seas so high?

With fingers, toes and everything crossed, 

my eyes shut tight, so tight,

as the waves come thrashing, they do toss this ship

and like a fish we will take the bite.

You’re never sure if you’re due good luck

from this ship in this tumultuous life.

You can take control, stick two fingers up

and make the best of hardship and strife.

So, the ship of hard knocks may well stop by,

I will stick those fingers up,

hold my head up high, so high.

For this rock has been dealt 

many, many woes

and it will capsize that ship

fear not, as it slow and bows…and bows…and bows.

Lately, I haven’t made much (let’s be honest, any) time for writing.  It’s annoying and frustrating.  So, I’ve made a little pact with myself to rekindle the writing and get my creative juices going for 10 minutes a day.  While I was inspiration-browsing, I came across a link from @robertleebrewer on good old Twitter.  He tweeted, “Write a poem today (and every day of November). You’ll be glad you did.”  The link in the tweet takes you to ‘today’s prompt’ to write a hardship poem.  So I did.

And you know what?  I’m glad I kept my pact.  I wrote “The Ship of Hard Knocks” in 10 minutes, with some polishing off and fine-tuning for 5 minutes afterwards.

What do you think?  (Intake of breath… did I really just ask that?!  Ok, I can take it!  On the chin.)

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Read my emotional and inspiring true story ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’. Available now through my website at Virtually All Sorts. 50% of sales to the charity Action on Pre-Eclampsia. …and visit my facebook page or follow me on twitter @ComplicatedPreg

Also available – my indispensable guide to avoiding Working Mum Guilt. Whether you are about to return or have already started back, this book offers practical solutions and feedback from real Mums with real families in real situations. Covering topics such as Post Natal Depression, childcare options, yours and your child’s development and time management – Ditch the guilt today! … and visit my facebook page or follow me on twitter @WorkingMumGuilt

Thank you.

Picture source: The Lighthouse Art Print by Romel Joson ~ Society 6 

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What a ‘to-do’…

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With half term knocking on the door, I knew I wouldn’t get done half of what I normally do.  So, I didn’t do a rigid ‘to-do’ list last week.

My to do list is usually a whirlwind full of mundane, going-through-the-motions things from food shopping to washing; and at the other end of the spectrum, the more random things like sorting out the damp patch on the wall, to sorting out life insurance.  The damp patch and life insurance never seem to get done.  So I knew they didn’t have a cat in hell’s chance during half term!

No, I decided that I would enjoy the quality time with our little bear without the guilt of an unticked to do list.  As a working Mum, I don’t need anymore stress or guilt, thank you very much.

With said to do list minimised this week, we have mostly been:

  • having a few lie-ins. Bliss!
  • making crispie cakes by the dozen
  • making bat wings for halloween
  • bracelet making
  • colouring-in
  • going through the whole toy food box and ‘cooking’

It’s been lovely and even, dare I say, quite relaxing.  One of the the most memorable moments was when our little bear asked me what I wanted in my ‘sandwich’.  Pretzel?  Lettuce? Crisps?  Soup?!?

“Yes Mummy, you can have a soup sandwich!”

As I’m handed my soup sandwich by my 4 year old, I say, “Yummy, thank you!”

So you see, we’ve been far too busy having fun to cross any of the grown-up things off the to do list.  You can see why I never get round to sorting out life insurance!  With that soup sandwich I think I should perhaps make it a priority.  Oh well, there’s always next week!…

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Read my emotional and inspiring true story ‘Diary of a Complicated Pregnancy’. Available now through my website at Virtually All Sorts. 50% of sales to the charity Action on Pre-Eclampsia. …and visit my facebook page or follow me on twitter @ComplicatedPreg

Also available – my indispensable guide to avoiding Working Mum Guilt. Whether you are about to return or have already started back, this book offers practical solutions and feedback from real Mums with real families in real situations. Covering topics such as Post Natal Depression, childcare options, yours and your child’s development and time management – Ditch the guilt today! … and visit my facebook page or follow me on twitter @WorkingMumGuilt

Thank you.

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