The time has come to move elsewhere.
Thank you tumblr for helping on my blogging way but I’m looking to spread my wings.
I can now be found at:
http://itsupsanddowns.posterous.com/
Cxx
I had a really interesting conversation with a friend the other night about titles and how being a Mum changes people’s perception of you. When I had Miss B, someone I know told me to forget being known by my own name because the minute I became a parent I would only be referred to as Miss B’s Mum. As much as it stuck in my throat, they were right but there is so much more to me than just that, so allow me to introduce myself to you.
I am Clareybear :)
Cxx
Last night a friend put a comment on her Facebook about watching the Sex and the City movie and it sparked a question about cheating.
There are many excuses for cheating, boredom, being drunk, my partner doesn’t understand me or I fell on it, but I will be honest and say that I think they are all bollocks. I’m not sure I believe that as humans we are meant to be monogamous, I think we make the choice to stay with a particular person and we make the decision to cheat.
A very long time ago I fell out with someone who had been a good friend because she couldn’t/wouldn’t stop sleeping around. Every time we went on a night out she would cop off with some random and cheat on her boyfriend who was completely oblivious to it all. She appeared to feel no guilt and would be all lovey dovey when she was with him but the absolute worst bit was using me as an alibi when she didn’t go home. It got to a stage where I couldn’t take any more and when I tried to talk to her about it she decided that I was the arse and we stopped speaking. Maybe I should have kept my opinion to myself, but I didn’t like what she was doing and when I was being drawn into it, I felt less than happy.
So peeps, tell me what you think. Do you think people make the choice to cheat? Why do people stand by their partner? Do people know it’s going on and just let it go for an easy life?
Oooh its a minefield
Cxx
On Sunday, Miss B asked for a penny to throw into a wishing well so I gave her 2 coins.
Her first was, “I wish that when I grow up I will work in Wagamama” - her reasoning was that she loves it there! Fair Do’s :)
Her second was “I wish that when I grow up my Daddy will be my prince and marry me”
When Mr B tried to explain to her that he couldn’t be her Prince because he was married to Mummy she was less than pleased.
Oh well, maybe one day her prince will come. Just gotta keep wishing!
Here is Miss B with her prince :)
Cxx
Miss B is 4 today.
4!!
FOUR!!!!
Seems like 5 minutes ago she was a teeny weeny baby and now she’s all grown up.
What can I tell you about Miss B?? Her favourite things are:
* Her Gug (Gran)
* playing in the garden
* baking
* making cards
* drawing and colouring
* singing and dancing
* her cats
* Daddys ipad
* her lego
* playing restaurants
* playing hairdressers
* pretending to be Mummy
* her friends (she has a lot of them)
She is a polite, independent, well mannered little girl who I am really proud of, and even though sometimes she frustrates the living hell out of me, she is my little star.
Love you loads tootsie
Mummy xxxx
A few weeks ago, Miss B and I were in the car when she told me that she missed her Bampa. Her Bampa is my Grandpa who passed away 2 years ago and she pretty much saw him daily until she was 21 months old. He spent a lot of time talking and singing to her and she loved him and they were very close.
I told her it was ok to miss him because we love him very much and that I’m sure he misses us too. I couldn’t help but laugh when she announced “He could at least phone me Mummy”! When I said ”I don’t think he can call from heaven”, she replied: ”Oh yeh, no reception”. The kid is amazing!!!
She went on to tell me all the things she missed about Bampa and that she wanted to talk to him again, but knows he is in heaven so she can’t. I told her that she didn’t need to see him to talk to him and if she ever wanted to chat then she could talk to him and he would hear her.
Switch to today and we were out having lunch. She was muttering away to herself and Mr B asked her what she was saying to which she proudly exclaimed ”I’m just having a wee chat with my Bampa”. We sat and listened to her for 5 minutes chatting to him and telling him that it was her birthday soon and she wished he would be able to come to her party. It choked me up and made me really proud that she had listened and decided to have a wee chat with her Bampa.
Cxx
So Miss B got a new pair of trainers from Clarks which set me back £30, she had them for 4 days and came back from nursery with them in a real state. I picked her up a second pair specifically for nursery and the first day she wore them came home with them covered in an orange/dusty/mucky mess.
When I asked her what was on her shoes she replied “Alien Soup”.
Kinda hard to be mad with that answer :)
I suffer from migraines and lately I’ve been getting stress and tension headaches. I’ve been trying out different medication for the last 6 months and it seems that daily beta blockers and painkillers are working so far.
On Wednesday night I woke up about midnight and couldn’t stand up straight due to crippling pains in my stomach. I walked to the bathroom but still couldn’t stand up properly so decided to run a bath and see if that would give me some relief. I lay in a really hot bath in the dark for over an hour and still had pains so took myself back to bed and managed to get about 2 hours sleep all in.
Mr B has been feeling ropey the last few days too so I think it’s just a bug but to say it’s unpleasant is an understatement. I am achey from head to toe, nauseous and have a stinky headache but it’s better today than it was yesterday so fingers crossed I will be feeling more human tomorrow.
Mr B and I have taken some time off because quite frankly we are both exhausted, I wanted to make sure that we had some family time just chilling and a few nice days out, so we decided to go and check out the new Riverside Museum.
When I was a kid my Mum used to drag us around museums during the summer holidays which I hated at the time, but thinking back they were actually great and I have some lovely memories of those days out.
The Transport Museum was one we always went to because my youngest sister absolutely loved it and I knew the exhibits like the back of my hand so I was really excited to see the new museum and to find out if it lived up to the hype.
We didn’t tell Miss B where we were going and she was coming out with all kinds of brilliant ideas of where she was going including swimming, Asda, soft play, her Gugs and Falkirk! I made sure we were there for it opening at 10am and I’m really glad I did because by 11am there was a queue to get into the car park.
Miss B had a blast, she loved looking at all the cars, motorbikes, trams and her favourite were the fire engines since she wants to be Penny from Fireman Sam when she grows up. Mr B also loved all the Star Wars memorabilia and retro toys that took him back to some lovely childhood memories :)
Afterwards we went into Glasgow and took a trip to Wagamama which is one of Miss Bs favourite places in the world and then had a look round the shops.
While I was getting Miss B ready for bed tonight she told me that she had a brilliant day out and that she was a very lucky girl.
Here are some pics from our visit
When you make the decision to become a parent there are a lot of things that need to be considered. Are you going to go back to work? Will you have a career break? If you do will it be part time or full time? What will your childcare arrangements be? Nursery? Childminder? Family help?
Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh Too many questions!!!
I went back to work when Miss B was 5 months old and even though I had to for financial reasons, it took me a long time to get over the guilt of leaving her. I went back 4 days a week and worked at home for 1 of them, Mr B worked from home 1 day a week and my Mum took her the other 2 days. It worked really well and the guilt was eased somewhat by the knowledge that Mum was carrying on our wishes and I knew she was getting the best care. Miss B is very close to her Gug (that’s what she calls her even though she has always been able to say Gran) and she still goes there 2 days a week while I work.
Last week I had to go away for work for a few days and Mr B was headed to London so Mum offered to take Miss B overnight to make things easier on her. She stayed there Monday and Tuesday night, went to nursery on Wednesday and Mum picked her up, fed her and then fed Mr B when he went to collect her. She also sent home some milk, bread and cold meat because she knew I would be home late.
I know I am really lucky to have a great support network around me and I always try to make sure that Mum knows how appreciated she is. We all took her for lunch on Saturday as a thank you to a restaurant she wanted to try and Miss B bought her some flowers and made her a card too.
Here’s a little picture of Miss B and her amazing Gug, love you Mum.
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Tales and adventures of a busy working Mum :)
