Bringing up two boys of my own and spending time with my partner's two boys is a lovely way to see the brotherly bonds that kick in and grow, if connected by blood or not. When I fell pregnant with Kieran, Adam was 15 and completely horrified. It was awful, he simply did not … Continue reading Brothers
Now this running lark is still happening. Yes, I am still at it. Mostly down to the great bunch of people at RunMiddlewich. It gets me a bit of time to myself, keeps me from hitting the size of a small elephant and keeps me up to date with all going on around town. Oh … Continue reading R.E.D. January….a great idea they said, and it is!
This week, my three year old has had to stay home as he had managed to get a particularly bad dose of Hand Foot and Mouth Disease. It started at the end of last week so over the weekend the worst of it presented. He was quite poorly on Monday this week so obviously it … Continue reading Are We There Yet?
Tonight I 'spoke' online to a young girl who was going to court to object to her child being adopted. Her child was taken from her for a variety of reasons, none of which to me seem justified, especially when I look not too far from my own door. Social Services swooped in and have decided. … Continue reading Who Do We Think We Are??
Becoming a step parent is probably one of the most difficult experiences you can have. When I first moved to England I lived with my partner Pete. He has his two kids every other weekend and on a Tuesday night. Due to his work I had started to do school pickups and drop offs and … Continue reading Other People’s Kids.
Today has been shall we say, trying.... Dropped Kieran to childminder and was running abit late so thought I should catch the train... No feckin car park spaces left at all anywhere near the bloody station, like I mean people parked anywhere and everywhere and no place for my Zafira. So have to drive to … Continue reading Today Has Been A Little Trying…..
As it approaches Valentines Day.... This will be my dad's first anniversary since he passed away. Anyone in our family who has passed away tended to do it over the Christmas period. Not Grumpy Jimmy, he was not going to be in that wee squad. He was going it alone, and just in case we … Continue reading Done Too Soon