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Back to school bugs!!

It always happens…

…The children go back to school and the bugs start creeping back into our lives, its more of an annoyance than anything, A came home from school with a slightly snotty nose and I honestly didn’t expect it to become the Snotpoclypse in my house!

By the evening she developed a temperature and refused her dinner…

Great, here we go again!! The last time A got a temperature after coming home from school she had a rigor convulsion, her little boy seized up and went into shut down mode to balance her body back to the correct temp, it was one of the most frightening experiences I have dealt with because she went blue.. 999 was called and she was taken to hospital and of course, like usual recovered within half an hour but it shows what can happen with something as small as a silly bug

I was half expecting the same thing to happen, as K had febrile convulsions up until he was 6 but thankfully a good nights sleep and a dose of the wonder drug Calpol and she woke up full of snot but a lot better..

R however, is another story, Tuesday night, she woke up around 12 and screamed from that point onward, she didn’t want cuddles but also didn’t want any milk or to lie down in her bed, I knew it was coming, a cold was on the way.. the next day both me and Mr S felt like zombies and I don’t think R felt much better, the snots arrived shortly after along with the temperature and as of Thursday, it developed into a little wheeze chest.. its safe to say I need to get her to the doctors tomorrow (Hopefully they have a space for her)

I swear, the school is this giant ball of viruses and once they go back to school the flood gates open up spreading all the snot monsters everywhere and it happens right after the summer holidays..

Lets just hope I don’t get it either!

Until next time

Mummy Cat

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Here is a little link which explains the convulsions better.

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Life.


I have been so busy these few days, a combination of getting the flat back to normal after the summer holidays (so much washing!) and a really blue mood which has has been hanging around since Tuesday, I know why I feel like it and I am trying to not let it get into my head but it’s hard…

On the plus I am due back to my doctors next week for my second anxiety appointment, I am less nervous this time around for it but I feel that I should mention my low mood and ’empty’ feeling that’s hovering around, I feel now that the best course of action is to be medicated, the doctor suggested I use Rescue Remedy which did help a little but while Mr S was away in Germany I suffered anxiety attacks and full blown panic attacks every few hours or so, I actually lost count (it wasn’t due to him being away but it didn’t help he was in another country) and the drops didn’t really do much to calm me down and I spend most of him being away close to tears.

Right now, as I sit in my bath (it’s a purple, sparkly Lush bath) I am thinking of the future, to October and Halloween, and of course December and BLOGMAS!!! my daughter is turning 6 shortly and I know things will get better, life will be better..

I can’t keep letting little things upset me and bring me down, learn from the mistakes and grow to be a better person for my children and their future.

BUT coming up on the blog soon will be a review from Organix and some fun craft items which I received in the mail the other day, more A to Z’s which a few have been written by Mr S and maybe another guest post series!

Until next time

Mummy Cat

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A to Z – I is for The Internet.

The Internet –

Its my favorite place in the world, I feel like I can be myself on the internet, I have found many many friends thanks to the internet, including that amazing group of women who I met up with last month..

I have seen it from the time of AngelFire websites and to the birth of social media, I love this place, sometimes I am not to keen on the people who use it, many of my friends have dealt with bullying on social media including myself, but thankfully there is that good ol’ block button.

I remember when I made my very first email, back in 1997, I lied and said I was 16 to get it, and I kept that email for a very long time until I stupidly forgot the password.. but I will never forget that amazing freedom the internet made me have, it still does.. however when I look back at my timehop I am a lot more worried about what I say on the internet..

I wasn’t as private as I am now, possibly because I know what others are like on it, one of the reasons why I keep my children’s images off it.. but I cannot wait for when my children get old enough to use it and explore what the World Wide Web has to offer..

Do you remember what your first email was?.. I really wish I still had it haha!

Until next time

Mummy Cat

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This is for everyone – Tim Berners-Lee 

 

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Expecting K

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This is my Facebook status from, as you can see, 8 years ago.. that day, I had gone into town to do some shopping and then meet Mr S from work when he finished, I had met up with some friends and hung about it, but after they went home.. I noticed something..

I was late..

So I went to Savers (a bit like Superdrug.. just cheaper) and got myself a box of pregnancy tests rushed to the shopping centers toilets and to my surprise, the test turned positive, at first I was like ‘ooh okay two lines that’s good’ and then it hit me… two lines meant baby, not that a baby is a bad thing, but at that time, Mr S and I had only been together for less than a year AND I was on the pill..

I cried, I messaged a friend and I then knocked on the doors where my now husband worked, he replied with a ‘oh cool’..

And so, we entered in the mad world of parenthood.. I was scared to tell my mum about it, she had drilled it into me not to make her a grandmother yet so I didn’t want to tell her anything, I really didn’t want to tell anyone but Mr S had to tell his work to get days off for appointments, we both decided to wait until week 12, around the time you have the first ultrasound..

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I had all these fears and worries, what am I getting myself into? what of Mr S leaves me, what if people think I am pregnant purely to ‘trap’ him and mainly, will my mother kick me out of the house.

At the 12 week scan, there he was, this little potato thing, wriggling around and kicking away, its always hard to believe that something so small is growing inside you, and you are the one giving it all needs, We told his parents first.. they ‘knew’ already.. and we then told my mum while watching Eastenders, she made a comment about how she didn’t think I could cope with birth.. ‘yeah well what do you know’..

Mr S told her, I went up stairs and hid inside my room for a bit and she finally came up and asked to see the photo.. everything seemed okay..

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At our 20 week scan, which she came along too, we found out that we was expecting a boy and so the planning and buying started, I made that a rule for all my pregnancies, I didn’t want to buy anything until at least week 20+

NO one liked the name we picked, his first name is Malachi.. or Kai for short, and the amount of arguments I had with people who kept calling him something else or saying how odd his name is, to be honest, I cant see him as anyone else but Kai.. but I had pretty much an uneventful pregnancy right up until the end when around 36 weeks I lost my mucus plug in a big ol’ bloody clot.. nothing happened, I was checked over at the hospital and was around 2 and half dilated.. so off home I went..

two weeks later at about 12 oclock at night my waters finally broke, nothing happened for hours and I finally rang the hospital at 4am, told my mum and off we went to the labour ward again, but still.. no labour, no contractions.. no baby.. so the rule is if labour doesnt start within 24 hours I had to go in to be induced..

GUESS what happened next.. 24 hours later, back at the hospital at 8am only to be induced at around 6pm.. 7 and a half hours later.. and via forceps.. Kai made his journey earthside, getting a little stuck on the way and getting a little cut on his cheek

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Not me obviously, only problem about being the photographer is you don’t trust anyone to take photos.

 

I honestly had nothing to worry about, my fears of Mr S leaving, or my mum disowning me never happened, if anything we now have a stronger relationship and bond because of the children.. and to my mum, my children are her world..

If anything I think I regret not telling my mum sooner, I was the same with R, I was just so scared of telling anyone I was expecting..

I guess I know that with the next one, not to be so scared of what others think, and make sure that I tell my mum after I tell Mr S..

Next year K will be turning 8, and it makes me sad.. why do they need to grow up..

Until next time

Mummy Cat.

 

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The Perfect Age Gap?

Is there really one? I have read a few blogs about when its the right time to have another baby, add to the family and I do wonder if there is ever a ‘right time’ and does the perfect age gap exist?

My three children have a mix of age gaps, K is 18 months older than A and obviously R is 5 years younger than A.. and if I am honest, I prefer the large age gap than the smaller one.. and actually, considering how broody I get, do not wish for a smaller age gap again..

The one thing I regret with having A so close to K, is probably the fact that I didnt get to enjoy A growing, she suddenly went from a newborn to one in a blink of an eye, where as K.. him getting to a year was so slow, I do love their age gaps, and I do love how well they do play together and will grow up as friends as well as siblings..

But I wish I had waited just a little bit longer, much like how I did with R, we had a plan to wait until I was working and then start trying, she was a little accident haha, but the gap was what we wanted the most.. so that when A went to school I had time to play and deal with R..

and I prefer it..

but the question of whether a small gap or a large gap is best, is really a personal choice, I know many who have one baby after another with only a few months gap between each pregnancy (The Radford’s for an example) and I wonder, how they have time for each child.. when I felt like I barely had any with just two..img_3718as I said before, its a personal thing.. and having done both a small and a large gap, I know which one I prefer.. and I guess if another accident would happen, I would of course just deal with it.. but theres no way I am adding to our family until R is much older..

There is only so much mummy to hand around…

Would you have a small age gap? or do you have one?.. please comment below..

Until next time

Mummy Cat.

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Two children down..

This weekend my mum has taken K and A, leaving Mr S and I with R..
Now usually when the older two are at home, it’s hard work, even with two parents, we are out numbered and arguments often occur..

I honestly forgot how easy life was with a single child at home, don’t get me wrong I enjoy the challenge of three, but it’s been so easy to run to the toilet without worrying what the three of them will get up to, washing has been put on and I managed to deep clean the bathroom, something that I shamefully haven’t done in a while..


I know by the night time, when I go to bed, I’ll miss them, they won’t be in their beds for me to kiss before I go to sleep and they won’t wake me up in the morning demanding breakfast at 5am..

I will just have R..

They are, or at least they can be, a great help too.. helping me get nappies, getting rubbish in the bins and helping me out with R..

But goodness they argue sometimes, with each other and with me hah!

I get them back on Monday morning when my mum goes into work, I hope they are having a fantastic time, they FaceTimed me earlier and A was cooking dinner (Lamb Mince with sweet mash) and K was busy reading Harry Potter (which I had passed down to him the other night, ‘I’m on chapter _’ he yells).

I love my babies so much but sometimes, I think time away from them is good for you, or you can become so stressed.. 

I am going to enjoy my two quiet evenings, playing some games and relaxing.

Until next time

Mummy Cat.

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Children and Swearing…

As a mother, one of the biggest things that really bother me is when I over hear conversations parents have in front of their children and the language that comes out of their mouths..

Its honestly shocking and embarrassing that they are busy swearing and talking away while innocent ears are within listening distance… I think it bothers me more when, us as parents go out of our way not to swear around their children but they cant even contain themselves from doing it in front of mine..

I know once a child enters school they are bombarded by new words and new children who will not shy away from uttering rude words regularly with out a shred of care.. I remember doing it myself at the sweet age of 8, talking to a girl called Fiona who introduced me to the world of swears and now I know that it wasn’t her fault she knew all these words, but her parents, so once I had my own children, I tried my hardest to keep the swear words to a minimum..

Fast forward to when A was in pre-school, she came home one day and said a word I never would dream of using, its the vile word that begins with C, and I honestly couldn’t believe it, I had no idea where she got it from, until I over heard some chatter and heard the word be passed around so freely..

I don’t understand how its difficult to not use certain words around children, they are like sponges and pick anything up, K once said the F word after hearing me use it once as I dropped something in the kitchen, I didn’t even think he heard me but around Christmas time, he said it and thankfully after we explained to him that he shouldn’t say it, he hasn’t said it since from what I am aware of..

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It isn’t hard to just stop and think before saying things in front of children, even myself will injure myself and in-between a curse change the word to another one.. and then you hear people talk and every other word is a swear word…

I know that everyone parents differently, but I wish people would hold their tongue when surrounded by children, we went to a pub for a meal a few weeks ago and a group of increasingly drunk men kept swearing, without a second thought of their surroundings..

Children don’t need to hear these words, let alone use them.. and I now understand why the strongest word I ever heard my mum use, even today is mild in comparison to what I hear weekly out and about..

What is the one thing that bothers you with being a parent?

Until next time

Mummy Cat.

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