I think most the country can relate to my title today, this weather has taken us all by surprise, snow already! I'm doubly freezing as the central heating has broken down, and apparently I'm not alone as it's taken forever to get someone to fix it due to the large number of breakdowns. We did have the initial visit within a couple of hours after my call but he needed a part and had to go away and order it....and he's not come back yet...maybe tomorrow...please!
I've been neglecting this blog recently, not knowing what to write. Two years ago I was going through such a traumatic time this blog became my crutch, a place of release where I could put down all my feelings, I truly understood the meaning of blogtherapy (ok it's a made up word, but it does make sense)
Now, well in comparison I feel like Mrs Boring Boredom of Boringville. Just another mum going about her daily business. I'm not complaining though, I never want to go through any thing like that again, it still hurts so much now, especially this time of year when it was all beginning. I got through last year high on new pregnancy hormones, this year I'm more worried, scared that I'm not going to survive the holiday season while at the same time scared that I might actually enjoy it. And I don't know which is worse.
Wednesday, 1 December 2010
Friday, 12 November 2010
Slowly returning to normality
Well Joseph is now 3 months old, he's so easy to look after I'm really lucky. He's not sleeping through the night yet but I've not slept through the night for years so what does that matter. He's just adorable but it's all going way too fast.
Life is getting back on track, looking after three little ones is not so bad, in fact I sometimes think looking after the big ones is harder, I just can't please them.
Leila has settled in well at nursery and she really loves it, problem is she's also picking up some of the less desirable behaviours of the other children. One of the things I really don't like about schools, you spend all your time teaching your child how wrong it is to hit and scratch and punch, but then they go off to school and see other kids doing it and go ahead and copy. *sigh*
I've had a meeting with Lucy's teachers and taken her to the drs where she has been referred to a child pyschologist for assessment.
Life is getting back on track, looking after three little ones is not so bad, in fact I sometimes think looking after the big ones is harder, I just can't please them.
Leila has settled in well at nursery and she really loves it, problem is she's also picking up some of the less desirable behaviours of the other children. One of the things I really don't like about schools, you spend all your time teaching your child how wrong it is to hit and scratch and punch, but then they go off to school and see other kids doing it and go ahead and copy. *sigh*
I've had a meeting with Lucy's teachers and taken her to the drs where she has been referred to a child pyschologist for assessment.
Tuesday, 2 November 2010
Clever Girl
Today I was on the computer with Lucy showing her where I lived and grew up on Google Streetmap. She asked me to show her where Northfield was (where we go shopping sometimes) so I put her on the Bristol Road South (A38) and told her if she followed it along she would come to the shopping centre. So she did, then she turned left and followed that road. I asked her where she was going and she replied she was going to visit nanny. So I watched as she reached the end of the road, turned left and then turned right. Followed that road up and around and came to the church. She even found that she could zoom in on nanny's headstone (but you couldnt' read it)
I think she did really well, I doubt her daddy wouldn't have found it so easily.
I also think it's so nice that she remembers nanny, and knows where she is.
I just wish that nanny could see her and her sister and brother now.
I think she did really well, I doubt her daddy wouldn't have found it so easily.
I also think it's so nice that she remembers nanny, and knows where she is.
I just wish that nanny could see her and her sister and brother now.
Friday, 22 October 2010
And a month goes by....
Sorry my poor neglected blog for taking so long to update you.
Things have been a little hectic with having a baby and a shop to look after. Both are doing well.
Today I want to go back in time some 17 years. My eldest son was settling in school and doing well, so I thought. That was until his teacher called me to one side and suggested that he was having difficulty mixing with the other children. He wasn't unhappy, he just preferred to spend time on his own. Also, he would drift off into a world of his own and sometimes it was difficult to reach him. His school work was fine and above average, but he couldn't cope with changes of routine, and he also had problems with dexterity, particularly in dressing himself. The teacher suggested that I do him to see a psychologist to see if there was an underlying problem.
I was angry, upset, confused and a whole heap of other emotions. Of course I had noticed there was something 'different' about him, I just didn't want anybody else to notice, and I didn't want it pointed out to me. I ignored the teacher and paid for my stupidity later when he really had problems at school. He was 12 yrs old when he was finally diagnosed with high functioning autism.
Now back to the future. Lucy's teacher is saying the same about her.
Had I noticed? Yes.
Am I going to something about it? I guess I should learn by my mistakes.
Is my heart heavy? yes.
Things have been a little hectic with having a baby and a shop to look after. Both are doing well.
Today I want to go back in time some 17 years. My eldest son was settling in school and doing well, so I thought. That was until his teacher called me to one side and suggested that he was having difficulty mixing with the other children. He wasn't unhappy, he just preferred to spend time on his own. Also, he would drift off into a world of his own and sometimes it was difficult to reach him. His school work was fine and above average, but he couldn't cope with changes of routine, and he also had problems with dexterity, particularly in dressing himself. The teacher suggested that I do him to see a psychologist to see if there was an underlying problem.
I was angry, upset, confused and a whole heap of other emotions. Of course I had noticed there was something 'different' about him, I just didn't want anybody else to notice, and I didn't want it pointed out to me. I ignored the teacher and paid for my stupidity later when he really had problems at school. He was 12 yrs old when he was finally diagnosed with high functioning autism.
Now back to the future. Lucy's teacher is saying the same about her.
Had I noticed? Yes.
Am I going to something about it? I guess I should learn by my mistakes.
Is my heart heavy? yes.
Tuesday, 21 September 2010
Keeping busy
My eldest brother came to visit last Friday evening. He seemed a little strange, very quiet, but he said he wasn't feeling well and had been off work with a cold. After he left I felt worried so I called his grown up son for a chat. Half hour later his son called me back to say that my brother had tried to take his own life but my niece had found him and called an ambulance. He survived.
I hate to think that my brother felt so low. Unfortunately there has been no improvement in the situation that drove him to this act so I am constantly in a state of worry. History has taught me that I'm not much good at preventing people from taking their own lives, it's not something readily taught but I'd willingly take lessons.
On a lighter note:
On Tuesday's my eldest son has to go into town for a group meeting. I took him to the station this morning and only when he called me 45 minutes later did I realise that I had taken a phone call last week saying that this weeks meeting was cancelled....oooops! So he decided to do a little shopping and only when he called him half hour later did I remember that I had his debit card in my purse after using it the weekend and forgetting to give it him back...oooops again! So I went to pick him up and expected him to be really upset with me, but he wasn't so that was a nice surprise. It goes to show how much he has changed over the years, in fact it's hard to believe how stressed and violent he used to be, he never went out alone and the slightest upset would end up with the whole family paying for it. I feel quite proud of him now. I'm also happy that we didn't go down the medication route to improvement, most of it has come from him joining Aspire (Autism West Midlands)
To make up for my earlier mistakes I took him shopping and he bought himself a new Playstation3. We now have two working models, one for upstairs, one for downstairs and 1 broken one.
I hate to think that my brother felt so low. Unfortunately there has been no improvement in the situation that drove him to this act so I am constantly in a state of worry. History has taught me that I'm not much good at preventing people from taking their own lives, it's not something readily taught but I'd willingly take lessons.
On a lighter note:
On Tuesday's my eldest son has to go into town for a group meeting. I took him to the station this morning and only when he called me 45 minutes later did I realise that I had taken a phone call last week saying that this weeks meeting was cancelled....oooops! So he decided to do a little shopping and only when he called him half hour later did I remember that I had his debit card in my purse after using it the weekend and forgetting to give it him back...oooops again! So I went to pick him up and expected him to be really upset with me, but he wasn't so that was a nice surprise. It goes to show how much he has changed over the years, in fact it's hard to believe how stressed and violent he used to be, he never went out alone and the slightest upset would end up with the whole family paying for it. I feel quite proud of him now. I'm also happy that we didn't go down the medication route to improvement, most of it has come from him joining Aspire (Autism West Midlands)
To make up for my earlier mistakes I took him shopping and he bought himself a new Playstation3. We now have two working models, one for upstairs, one for downstairs and 1 broken one.
Monday, 13 September 2010
Sleep Is For The Weak!
Well, my little man might be adorable but he doesn't have very long sleeping patterns and I'm thinking he is the worst baby so far, and Leila took some beating, believe me.
It's strange to see how differently the girls react to him. Leila adores him and constantly wants to touch him and kiss him. Lucy just can't be bothered. I'm not sure why, maybe Lucy is less interested because she's been through it all before with Leila? Maybe it's the ages? Maybe Leila is the way she is because she is jealous? Should I get my old pyschology books out and go over sibling rivalry again?
With Joseph around life has become a cycle of feeding, changing, sleeping (or trying to) and not much else. It's still early days though so maybe things will get a little more interesting again around here and I'll have more to write about.
I do try and work on my shop as often as I can so please do take a look, I've lots of lovely new stock.
Bump To Bundle
It's strange to see how differently the girls react to him. Leila adores him and constantly wants to touch him and kiss him. Lucy just can't be bothered. I'm not sure why, maybe Lucy is less interested because she's been through it all before with Leila? Maybe it's the ages? Maybe Leila is the way she is because she is jealous? Should I get my old pyschology books out and go over sibling rivalry again?
With Joseph around life has become a cycle of feeding, changing, sleeping (or trying to) and not much else. It's still early days though so maybe things will get a little more interesting again around here and I'll have more to write about.
I do try and work on my shop as often as I can so please do take a look, I've lots of lovely new stock.
Bump To Bundle
Thursday, 2 September 2010
What happened to August?
Oh my did I really make my last entry here at the end of July? Whatever happened to August, I can't believe I didn't update here at all, it's not as if nothing happened.
OK lets go back a few weeks. Just over four weeks ago I went to the hospital for a scan to see what my situation was regarding size of baby and amount of liquor surrounding him. They found the little blighter had done a bit of a turnaround and was now breach. Suddenly I found myself booked in for an elective Cesarean Section. On 9th of August at 9.50am my little man, Joseph Frederick Sweet was born by previously arranged operation. The operation was great, I honestly did not feel a thing and was suitably distracted from the fact that my insides where fully open and on display below the screen across my chest. The recovery was not so great, I never want to go through that again, not that I ever will.
Joseph is amazing, he's a proper little man and already looks so much like his daddy. He's not a good sleeper and he cries a lot, but he's a fantastic cuddly little bundle of sweetness.
pic time
So, I had my baby and I've been more or less housebound until recently, but I did manage to fit in a birthday party for Lucy on 21st August. It was already planned and had I known when those plans were made that I'd be recovering from surgery I may have just planned the party a week or so later. Anyway, it went quite well thanks to all the help I got and Lucy had a great day. And I made the cake myself!
So August was busy and passed in a blur. It's scary thinking of the future, 3 birthdays in four weeks!!!
I hope you can forgive me for not writing sooner.
OK lets go back a few weeks. Just over four weeks ago I went to the hospital for a scan to see what my situation was regarding size of baby and amount of liquor surrounding him. They found the little blighter had done a bit of a turnaround and was now breach. Suddenly I found myself booked in for an elective Cesarean Section. On 9th of August at 9.50am my little man, Joseph Frederick Sweet was born by previously arranged operation. The operation was great, I honestly did not feel a thing and was suitably distracted from the fact that my insides where fully open and on display below the screen across my chest. The recovery was not so great, I never want to go through that again, not that I ever will.
Joseph is amazing, he's a proper little man and already looks so much like his daddy. He's not a good sleeper and he cries a lot, but he's a fantastic cuddly little bundle of sweetness.
pic time
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| 1 day old |
So August was busy and passed in a blur. It's scary thinking of the future, 3 birthdays in four weeks!!!
I hope you can forgive me for not writing sooner.
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