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Embarrassing Kids Moments

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I always thought I’d be one of those parents who would NEVER embarrass my kids!

Well, since having kids I’ve decided I’m going to embarrass them so much … as they have a tendency to have moments where I wish the ground would swallow me up. I want pay back 🙂

The most recent was Lexi (who is 7 yrs) announcing outside school that, ‘Mummy was pumping so loudly last night it kept me awake!!!!’ And then proceeded to say, ‘You’re going very red mummy!’ Really Lexi! Just really! Can I clarify I didn’t keep her awake, she will find any excuse 🙂

There wasn’t just one parent who heard her  … oh no, the whole school! Well, that’s an exaggeration, probably 2 or 3 parents, but it felt like the WHOLE school! As I tried to explain about my constipation problems and how lactulose really didn’t help with movement, but I was in so much pain and the air really needed to be released … I realised I needed to change the subject very quickly … why was I giving so much information? Why couldn’t I just have said, ‘I think you were dreaming Lexi!’ and made a joke of it! Oh no, I rant on about my flatulence problems! Nice …

Because I have no dignity left, I will be discussing flatulence in another blog, as I’m learning so much about food intolerance and healthy diets 🙂

Anyway, it made me realise how many times I’ve tried to scurry away, or tried to cover something up because they’ve just announced whatever is on their mind. Usually it’s Gabriella. She is so inquisitive, she’ll ask the most inappropriate questions at the most inappropriate moment! Like the time she asked her great-grandad (Pops to us) if he was going to die soon???? Luckily he didn’t have his hearing aid in. But it just shows how much they think about things. The previous day we’d had a conversation about someone’s grandad dying, and she asked all the questions about, ‘why do people die?’ etc. I’d gone with the line, this is what happens when you’re old. In the nicest way I could. I didn’t expect her to question Pops about his lifespan!

But hey, that’s why we love them … isn’t it? But I will be noting down all the things I can embarrass them with … the devious part of me can’t wait 🙂

Share your kids embarrassing moments on this blog, or on twitter @victoriajbrown or facebook.

Love to hear how you too wanted to die on the spot 🙂

 

 

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What will you do differently this week?

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I’m asking myself the same question!

I am so focused on my work and my writing (and when is it time for a glass of wine! 🙂 ).

I’m learning new things daily. I’m reading lots of spiritual and inspirational stuff. I’m so excited about my work. But that part of my life seems to have taken over my health and fitness side.

I don’t know about you but I always make an excuse up. Well, I don’t see it as an excuse, but there is always something else to do. But I know that if my fitness levels were up, I was eating healthier and my waistline decreased, I would have more energy to fit in more of the stuff I want to do.

I was very lucky before I had my girls, I was one of those ladies who could eat what I wanted and never put on weight! Yes, I would have hated me too! But then two kids later, that just isn’t the case anymore. 2 or 3 dress sizes bigger than I was BC (before children) I’ve decided to have a 6 week intense workout regime! 6 weeks of torture before the kids break-up … and I do turn to the vino daily 🙂

So I started this morning, encouraged by a lovely friend, who told me this class she attends every morning was easy!

She lied!

If you’ve seen Insanity … think that … but real-life encouragement and being shouted at … it was fantastic!

So, MA Fitness in Yarm has just become my new addiction! Mike who was running the class was great. There’s something exhilarating about being with a group of people who all have the same aim as you! Encouragement, the energy and the motivation was exactly what I needed. I am buzzing.

I mean don’t get me wrong, I really thought I was going to pass out or throw-up in the class. I really did think my beetroot head would explode. I finished with my heart beating so fast I thought they would need to get me an ambulance. And when leaving I thought I would sleep through the rest of the day, but now I feel so full of energy and can’t wait to go back.

So I wanted to encourage you to take those steps forward this week. Really think about what it is you want and then go for it.

My own favourite quote is:

‘Even the smallest steps count!’ 

So come on, whatever it is you want to achieve start putting those steps in place, and you’ll reach your goal sooner than you think.

This time is coming anyway.

So go for it! Believe in yourself!

 

 

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One of those days … try weeks!

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We all have them … you know those days where nothing is life-threatening, in fact, nothing serious at all has happened, but still …

As I’ve mentioned before if you read my twitter page @victoriajbrown or my facebook page you’ll see I’m a very positive person. I’m extremely grateful for all I have in my life … so why the need to write such a blog post about ‘one of those weeks’.

Well, I decided I needed to air off after the packet of blueberries I’ve just picked up in Tesco exploded across the whole aisle, hitting the woman in front of me, and enticed a small child to pick them up off the dirty fall! Then I stupidly said to his mum, ‘Don’t let him eat them!!’ What I meant to say was, ‘He’s going to eat them!’ Then she could decide whether she would mind her son eating manky blueberries. But no, I dictated to her about her parenting skills, when I’m not exactly up there for the Parent of the Year Award! Luckily, she was lovely and just laughed, explaining she wished he would eat blueberries and that he was just helping, whereas her friend looked shocked, as if I’d just sworn at them!

So now I’m walking around with this open box of blueberries, looking for help, people staring at me as if I’d purposely opened them and started to throw them around. Which don’t get me wrong, I really felt like doing! If you’re reading this, and it was you who put those opened blueberries back … shame on you! Anyway, so after bashing one woman in the hip with my basket and then practically falling into another lady’s trolley because I came around the corner and was looking the other way! I decided to leave Tesco before I was arrested for disturbing the peace!

It just got me thinking about this whole week! Last week the kids were off school, (which is always lovely, but my work tends to come to a halt) and my youngest Gabriella wasn’t very well. So she ended up not going back to school until today, (so my work has been ‘halted’ even further!) She is still full of cold, but at 5 years old, when are they not? Anyway, as a side line, Gabriella always picks colds up and has problems with her ears, and I feel like we’re always back and forth to the doctors. I’m pleased Lexi is at school every day as I may have social services round! Anyway, I had a look online to see if anyone else had the same problems. (God, what did we do without Google?) I came across a chatroom where a lady had recommended a book called ‘Boost Your Child’s Immune System‘ by Lucy Burney. My copy has just arrived as I’m writing this. So I’ll keep you posted on how we get on!

Last week the washing machine also broke. I’ve rang ‘the washing machine man’ (yes, he is in my phone as this), he came out and couldn’t fix it. But managed to fix my dishwasher that hasn’t been working for over 2 years. Well for a day at least, as when I started to use it, my eyes started to sting, (now I know this feeling well, as I burn quite a bit of food! It was that sensation …) So yes, one wash later, the main fan had burnt out! So not that this affects me really, as we haven’t used one for 2 years … but oh so close!

As I write this I’m waiting for another ‘washing machine man’ to arrive. I have washing from one end of the house to the other! Hope I don’t get any uninvited guests, my usually welcoming home smells like a sewer pit! Okay exaggerated, but I’m not sure my joss sticks are keeping out the smell of dirty undies!

This week we are also looking after my friend’s puppy, Betsy (sorry Sarah, had to mention little Betsy), who is lush, but having Daisy ourselves who is now aged 7, I’d forgotten what having a younger dog is all about! I should be mega fit … she chews everything, but I’m sure she is doing it for a game of ‘chase me, chase me’; coloured pencils are her favourite, hairbands, kids toys … if it’s on the floor (well, actually it could be on the table, if she can reach it, it’s her’s!) So we’ve had an amusing week of ‘catch and chase’. My girls adore her. But today we are on our own, Betsy and I, and at this moment in time all is quiet, she is laid next to my feet on her little bed! However, ten minutes ago, I saw her putting her head through the football net that is keeping her in our garden (another long story but we have a broken fence and six months later it’s still not repaired!). I thought she could just get her head through … oh no, half her body was through! But don’t worry Sarah. All is well 🙂 She is gorgeous really. In fact, my girls now want a puppy because she’s more playful that Daisy. And she has made us laugh. She’s a lovely little thing. I love the way she jumps away from things she doesn’t understand, barks at the television when other dogs are barking and twists her head when we talk to her. Sarah will be lucky to get her back 🙂 Oooohhhh might have to pretend she’s escaped through the net 🙂

So anyway, I just had to off-load. As I said nothing major has really happened … it’s just one of those weeks where I’m on that treadmill … I could mention so much more … but I’d probably bore you. Without getting serious, because that’s not really in my nature, ‘life’s far too short to take yourself seriously’, so if you do, STOP! I know, it’s easier said than done sometimes, but when you’re in a frustrating situation try to turn it on its head, what benefits have happened from this situation? Usually there is one.

For example, I made someone’s morning, by scattering blueberries across the aisle, one lady found it highly hilarious because it usually happens to her. My washing machine is giving someone else some work, and working from home has allowed me to stay at home with Gabriella while she’s been poorly. But positive spiel over, and yes I’m truly utterly grateful for all that I have, but it has been one of those weeks where you just have to laugh … or drink wine!

Think I’ll do both 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Why I love interviewing other authors

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Now, even if you’re not an author, but believe in following your dreams, hopefully you’ll enjoy this blog post.

When I released How My Life Became Chaos, it was quite a daunting experience. Reading is so subjective, just because one person loves a book it doesn’t mean the next person will. I’m all for this, as how boring would the world be if we all loved the same things. We’d all wear the same clothes, drive the same cars, have our houses decorated in the same design and colours … can you imagine? Stepford wives eat your heart out!

Just imagine if no-one had achieved anything amazing! Something great! Something that changed the world. Can you imagine if those people blended into the background and allowed society to rule who they should be!

However, although I’m up for individualism, this made the release of my book very scary. I was very lucky though (and relieved) to have amazing feedback & recently after my book tour I received awesome feedback from book bloggers.

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Although, I’ve had great reviews, it can still be quite a lonely place; you work endlessly on your book, you’re involved in a whole new world, creating characters, developing plots (this part I don’t, as many other writers, find lonely), but then when you’re back to your real world, you then have to be subjective about your own writing. Editing can be a lonely place; pulling your own work to pieces … it’s not the nicest side of writing. I love my editor Jenny Drewery but when I received my first manuscript back, I could have cried. There was so much red pen, I nearly threw the whole thing in the bin.

While interviewing other authors you get to see that they too have been through it. Joanna Penn mentions the ‘red-pen from editors’ in her book, ‘How to Market a Book‘. Interviewing authors like Joanna helps me realise that I’m not alone, that other authors have been, and are going, through exactly the same thing. I’m a huge believer in, ‘Never giving up’.

Following dreams and goals is a huge passion of mine, I believe everyone should follow their destiny. So even if you’re not a writer, if you’re struggling or have lost your way, I find the best way to keep focused is to associate with people who believe in you and believe in themselves! Maybe you can chat to people online who are having similar experiences to yourself. Maybe your goal is harder to reach than you initially realised, research people who have done something similar to you. If your goal is something that no-one has ever achieved, then research all the greats in the world: Alexandra Bell, who invented the telephone, Frederick McKinley Jones, who invented refrigeration systems, Patricia Bath, who invented a form of eye surgery using lasers … the list is endless. If you need encouragement do some research on the amazing people who have developed or invented something new. Read biographies … you will find things didn’t happen overnight for most people.

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It’s hard work following a dream, but you’ve got to make sure you’re enjoying the journey. This is just one of the reasons I love interviewing other authors, not only do I feel like I’m connecting with people who have the same dream as me, but I’m finding out about them. I’m finding out about their books, what has inspired them to write, what advice would they give to other authors … it’s so lovely speaking to other people who are passionate about what I’m passionate about.

So if you have a dream you want to achieve, seek out others who have the same passion as you.

And remember: NEVER GIVE UP!

‘You need to associate with people that inspire you, people that challenge you to rise higher, people that make you better. Don’t waste your valuable time with people that are not adding to your growth. Your destiny is too important.’ Joel Ostee

 

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Entertaining Kids While You Work!

work at home mum imageSo the Easter Holidays are over … not sure about you but we had a lovely time.

A nice trip to London, as Santa had been very kind in buying us all tickets to see Mamma Mia. Which was quite good of Santa, as with the girls birthdays being so close to Christmas, it gave them something to look forward to after Christmas. However, if Santa decides to do something similar this year, let’s hope mummy and daddy will be more organised instead of booking only the week before the Easter Hols 🙂

It was such a fab show. However, I was so pleased there were lots of other children there as I didn’t realise how provocative it would be! I wasn’t the only one getting ‘Bad Parent of the Year!’ But, as musicals go it was brilliant and both my girls loved it. Luckily they haven’t picked up on anything that will scar them for life 🙂

But now it’s back to reality. If you read my facebook yesterday, you’ll see I had every intention of starting my day mega organised, but after putting dry dog food into the washing machine drawer, I realised that I had that much going around in my head I needed to sit, write it all down and get re-organised! Although I’ve managed to get some work done throughout the holidays, we did have our little break away, which was needed, once we got back from London I seem to stay in holiday mode! Hence the reason I feel so scatty!

One of the reasons I chose to work from home was so I could work around my children, but that means when they are off school I am at home with them. Although that sounds nice in theory, when they are off school, I’ve come to understand that my work shouldn’t just stop, but it’s inevitable that it has to slow down, as this sort of defeats the object of being at home with them. But no matter how much I prepare myself beforehand I always seem to be chasing my tail. I wouldn’t, don’t get me wrong, have it any other way.

I recently moved my desk downstairs, I was lucky enough to have a room to myself upstairs, however, I decided before the holidays that I wanted to be near the doors that open onto the garden. Our lovely weather (yes, we are having a few gorgeous days here in the UK) was just too lovely to miss out on. As I write this, the sun is shining and the doors are open, the birds are singing, it’s just bliss.

The other good thing about moving my desk downstairs is that I can actually get some work done while my girls play! (This is a complete bonus, as I didn’t think this would happen). The first week of the holidays worked really well. I would set them up with some crafty bits, or their own folder of work (they like to pretend to work in the office too!) and we’d all work away for an hour or two.

I always felt guilty going upstairs to my other office, when they were home, so I just didn’t do it. Whereas now we can still interact with each other, and I can feel like I’m getting through the pile on my desk that doesn’t seem to be getting any smaller 🙂

If you work at home and want to keep your kids entertained while you get the essential bits done, or if you want to entertain your kids while you get certain jobs done, hopefully these articles should help:

5 Ways to Entertain Children While You Work

Tips on Entertaining Kids While Working at Home – This lady has a problem working while her 5 year old is at home, look through the conversation at the bottom for tips from other mums. Hopefully, these articles will help you, they certainly did for me. Now back to shifting papers on my desk and deciding what to do first 🙂

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My guest post on Jera’s Jamboree

My virtual book starts from the 31st March 2014 – I’m very excited to be working with Shaz Goodwin from Fiction Addiction Book Tours

Here’s my guest post on her website: HOW DO YOU KEEP THE MOTIVATION GOING?

Enjoy xx

 

 

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PMT: Women that have killed!

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Last week I was talking to a friend about PMT. My words: ‘I feel great this week, it must be the GGS!’ You see, generally the ‘week before’ I don’t feel my usual bubbly self. But I always try to recognise this and take note to oneself to ‘think before speaking’ (I can’t say that this always happens!). But I do try to control the need to shout because pots have been left in the sink, shoes are randomly placed across the floor, or nobody thinks to tidy ANYTHING away! I push back the thoughts that ‘I’m just a bloody slave around here!’ I may mumble expletives under my breath, but generally I try to hide this from hubby and girlies. I smile through gritted teeth, and I know in a few days time I’d have the craft box out and we’ll have glue all over the floor, coats will hang over chairs for days and I will just be so appreciative that I have my family who can make a mess! 

Now, I must admit, I have often wondered if PMT is psychological. But I don’t think to myself (like I imagine many other women don’t either) ‘oh, I’m going to be in a right old mood next week’. It just occurs. It just happens. Tears over the slightest thing! It’s like being pregnant all over again. But if you PMS 3read The Mail Online you’ll find a woman researcher who thinks it may all be in our minds. However, if you read NHS Choices you’ll find their argument against this research. Very interesting stuff!

Anyway, whether PMT is in my mind or not, when I rose from my pit on Monday morning, I could feel my heckles rising. Why? No reason in particular. There was nothing to annoy me. Life was still the same. Now I’m a huge believer in the Law of Attraction, so feeling slightly less than contented and grateful doesn’t bode with me very well. I’ll chat more about the Law of Attraction on future blogs. As for now I’m still very curious about PMT. However, knowing that I have to choose my response, I didn’t shout at the guy who didn’t wave thank you when I kindly let him through the tight space although it was my right of way, I sent him lots of love and hoped he had a lovely day. And when the woman pushed in the queue at the shops, I didn’t physically push her out the way and shout about her manners and rudeness, I also sent her love and hoped that she would do something for someone so she could feel some love back. Now, don’t think I’m some loony woman, (although, if you’ve been reading my blogs you’ll understand that maybe I am slightly) but I suppose even though I felt as if I was possessed by some angry, depressed inner demon, I controlled these thoughts and forcefully made sure I didn’t allow them to come forward.

PMT and ‘Crazy Lady’ Myth is a great article I came across for women or women with teenagers reaching this stage in their life (I remember being that vulnerable age and it was dreadful, I cried for nothing, I cried about everything, frustrated one minute, laughing the next). Another funny article which criticises the above research is PMT doesn’t exist? Try telling that to my husband!

So what got me thinking about all this? Well, a while ago I recorded some programmes called Snapped: Women that Kill (on the crime and investigation channel 555 – SKY TV) Don’t worry I’m not planning on anything major, but I thought it may be good research for a future novel. Anyway, hubby and I were scanning our planner and I suddenly wondered if these women that had killed had suffered with PMT. Bizarre, I know, and I promise luckily my PMT is not that bad. But it did intrigue me a little. Now PMT wasn’t mentioned, but these ‘normal’ every day women leading ‘normal’  every day lives had just snapped and murdered someone. It was actually very interesting to watch. I couldn’t help but wonder if this ‘out-of-character’ action was down to PMT.

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So, after doing a bit more searching, it seems women have had their sentences reduced because of PMT.

PMS in the Courtroom shows how R v. Craddock (1980) and R v Smith (1981) (two very famous cases) pleaded diminished responsibility.

So there we have it, not that this is some big researched exercise, but a little inquistive, plain old me being nosey, but it seems apparent the argument is still going on: is it in women’s minds? or is it real?

Anyway, I suppose this is a word of warning to all men out there that use those words: ‘Is it the wrong time of the month or something …?’ Well, hide for cover, because it might just be!!

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New Chapters for Little People

sports dayWell what a week it has been at Vic HQ. This week has been about little Gabriella. I’d never forget Lexi, who had a good week herself: school trips and glowing school report. *Beaming proud parents*  Her school trip was part of her R.E subject, so they visited a local church then finished off at the library to listen to a storyteller. Admittedly, I would have loved to have joined her. Although I write chick-lit/women’s fiction, I love children’s stories. Anyway, I couldn’t attend the school trip as it was Gabriella’s sports morning. So cute: little 3 & 4 year olds racing across the field, little smiles as we all clapped and cheered. But then the morning got even better. As parents we had the opportunity to buy raffle tickets. We had 10 tickets, and nearly every ticket came out. I had to keep telling the teacher to give someone else a chance. After Gabriella had picked a lovely little set; a fairies craft set, which will come in very handy in the summer, our tickets just kept coming out. Now, the bottle of red was waving at me, it obviously really wanted to come home with me! So after we were all laughing and joking, the red wine was given to us (and gratefully accepted) when it became embarrassing that our numbers kept coming out: you’d think we’d fixed it! Now because of this lucky streak, we stopped at the shop and put the lottery on, plus I picked up a scratch card. We didn’t win on the scratch card, however, there were 2 x £100,000 and 2 x £100. Now if this isn’t a sign that we are on a winning streak, then I don’t know what is. But it wasn’t the lottery, as we didn’t win on the Euro Millions. However, I’m a positive person so I’ll keep you posted on our lucky streak.

However, as I started saying this week has been about Gabriella. My little girl starts full-time school in September. I know there are many parents out there in the same boat as me, that’s why I felt the urge to write this blog. You see part of me, can’t wait … I mean that in the nicest possible way. I plan my working (writing, wedding website and marketing) around my girls. So my two hours on a morning and working late into the night, sometimes isn’t enough, so I keep thinking I’ll have more time to really get my teeth into my work, which does excite me. However, Tuesday evening was an introduction to FS2 (foundation stage 2), which was fine, Lexi had the FS2 teacher, who is lovely, so all is good there. Wednesday was trying out school dinners. We were allowed to go with them, parents were allowed to eat, which I didn’t (I’m still on with my Green Glowing Smoothie – if you haven’t read that blog, you really must) but Gabriella had a plate of pasta and cake, which she just thought was great. But as I watched all these little people carrying trays which were half the size of them, my heart swelled. Gabriella is one of the taller children, but still she looked like a little dot. I wanted to tell them she couldn’t move up just yet. Could we not just wait another year? I didn’t think I’d feel like this. Lexi was so ready to go to full-time school, and the only wobble I had with Lexi was when we changed her schools in her first week joining full-time school (because we moved house). That was horrendous, I came home and cried, and then rang her new school to make sure she was okay! But she was fine. She hasn’t looked back. And I know Gabriella will be the same. I keep joking about celebrating when they are both in full-time school, but I’m actually feeling quite sad about this new little chapter in our lives. I thought I’d be skipping out the school (and I may just do that, as we have 6 weeks off before then!) but at the moment, I can’t believe I’ll have two big girls, who have their own little lives. I won’t know what has happened in their lives every minute of every day, and Gabriella may forget everything that has happened, as Lexi does, but as long as their happy I suppose I have to be too.

Many of you may know that in some countries such as Sweden, Denmark and Finland, school doesn’t begin until the age of seven! And their results are better than ours! Visit http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/7234578.stm to find out a little bit more. Although I’ve known this information I’ve always somewhat disagreed, being a Stay at Home Working Mum (SAHWM) I’ve been desperate to have my working hours during the day rather working until late into the night. But suddenly, this week feeling a little nostalgic and sad I’m starting to wonder if four is too young to start full-time school. I mean don’t get me wrong, I’m not going to start campagning or anything as drastic, but it may not be the champagne I’m getting out, but the wine to drown my sorrows!

Anyway, I have a week left (as do many of you) to do 11.30am pick-up. A week left of just me and Gabriella on an afternoon. So I’ll just have to find something special to do. And then do something with Lexi so she doesn’t feel left out! So to all mums out there who have a little one starting full-time school I’ll be thinking of you when we either come home and sob, or get the Champagne out. I thought I’d be the latter, but I think this week has just proved that may not be the case. However, I’ll keep you updated in September, if I’m not rocking in my chair after the school holidays 🙂

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Monday Mornings

frazzled-momI like to think of myself as an organised Mum. But why is it when Monday mornings arrive I’m rushing around, dishellved and completely running behind time. This morning I was determined to be majorly organised. It’s active week at my girls school, so they have to wear their P.E kit all week. Everything was sorted, until we’re about to leave and I realise I haven’t given them any money: £2.50 voluntary contribution. (Although, this is a voluntary contribution, I’d feel very bad not giving anything). Low and behold, I have nothing except a few 2 pence pieces in my purse. So out comes the copper jar, that luckily hubby puts 10 and 20 pence pieces in. So after we’d counted out the correct money (because first time round I only put £1.50 in the little green paper bag) we headed out the door. And yes, we just made it, as the teacher blew the whistle!

The thing is, I’m the Mum that always arrives late into the playground, (actually, it’s most morning, not just Mondays) as the queues of children march miltary style (that is so not true … coats hang down backs, bags are dragged along the floor and children chat as if they have all the time in the world).

I have two places to be at the school, Gabriella is dropped off at the front, most other parents seem to find this a doddle – even those with two or more children. Not me, I’m always 10 minutes behind everyone else. So, as Lexi waits outside the nursery doors, I help little Gabriella take off her coat, (and cardigan, if she had a choice her shoes and socks would come off too!) I take out the little book where the teacher writes down their day’s events, we put away her bag, pick out her name, hang up her water bottle, before I can kiss her goodbye for three hours. I leave Gabriella smiling happily and ready to get filthy in water, paint and snot. Lexi and I then run top speed (okay, power-walk) round the back of the school, in hope the queue hasn’t actually gone in. Generally she makes it to the end of the queue, another happy child, mainly because she isn’t officially late! This morning however, Lexi had to go in first we were that late! Now I think the main reason why I get so wound up about this is because I hate lateness. I’m stickler for being on time. If you’ve read How My Life Became Chaos you’ll know where Kat’s dislike for lateness comes from. B.C (before children) I was always on time, if not early.

I read ‘Dont Sweat the Small Stuff’ by Richard Carlson, brilliant book – a must-read. I followed his tips on leaving the house on time. But still sometimes one child needs the toilet, or like this morning, I totally forgot something, but if I’d followed Richard Carlson’s tips I wouldn’t have been ‘sweating the small stuff’. But anyway, on top of Richard Carlson’s advice, I also decided this morning that I know what happens … the magic of the universe makes the time go faster. It can be the only explanation as to why I get out of bed at 6.30am and try to leave the house by 8.25am, but always seem to be 10 minutes behind. No matter how well I plan the morning, I’m fighting against the minutes that definitely double up. Because it couldn’t possibly be my fault; I hate lateness. So it’s official, and I think many of you will agree that the time definitely goes faster on a morning. So tomorrow morning, because I’ve figured this out, I’m going to watch the clock and I’m going to beat it. If all else fails, I’m going to re-read Richard Carlson’s,  Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff. It’s a must-read!

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Kids and Nightmares

kid drawing sleepingNow, we’ve had a few episodes where I’ve woken to my girls tears in the middle of the night. I do wonder what can actually cause such vivid frightening dreams, especially at such a young age. There have been times when my girls have not wanted to go back to sleep, and it must be awful to feel so frightened and not understand it’s not real.

But then, I’ve always been a believer that dreams do actually mean something. Studying Psychology at ‘A’ Level, which I loved, it became pretty obvious that whatever occurs in our day manifests into our dreams. Have you ever watched a TV programme and then dreamt that a similar situation happened to you? Well, I’m also a believer that some dreams are actually a warning or a gift for the future. Please don’t stop reading, I’m not that loony … well, maybe a little, you see my family and I have been watching lots of television now a days, we decided to save money by streaming and there is much more options.

But anyway, if this thought is true, what could possibly have been on Gabriella’s mind at 3.30am when she came to me shaking, crying, very frightened and her little pink doggy, that she sleeps with every night, cuddled tight into her, as she explained she didn’t want to move out!

As nicely as I could at the ungodly hour, I told my 4-year-old she wasn’t going anywhere. ‘But you said I have to move my bed to Grandma’s, on my own,’ she sobbed. Although, obviously I said no such thing, I suddenly felt very guilty. What had I possibly said during the day that would instil such a dream? I don’t want my girls to move out, ever! Have their own little lives, yes, but actually ‘move out’ mmm … I’d rather not think that far ahead.

I tried to think of the television programmes she watched, and I’m sure ‘Jake and the Neverland Pirates’ has been designed to inspire children, not make them feel they have to move out, not just move out, but take their bed with them. Anyway, after a little cuddle, we soon fell asleep after I convinced her it was a dream and I’d say no such thing!

The only promising thing about the whole night was my dream about spiders webs! Granted, I work up feeling a little unnerved, but after looking on www.dreammoods.com
they tell me “
To see a spider spinning a web in your dream signifies that you will be rewarded for your hard work. You will be promoted in your job or recognized for your achievement in a difficult task. Spiders are also a symbol of creativity due to the intricate webs they spin.” 

So, I was quite pleased with my dream and I’m hoping it’s true, and it’s not the fact that I actually just need to clean my house!!!

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