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on December 19, 2015

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Butterfly Wings

On Wednesday morning my whole world felt strange and then I realised that nothing would ever be the same again. To everyone that doesn't have children, this statement seems dramatic and a bit over the top. However to any other parent they will understand this shift in life, the shift that happens when your child starts pre-school. My Son isn't due to start pre-school until September, a thought I often try to put to the back of my mind for so many reasons. As a stay at home Mum, naturally I hadn't put him into any nursery or given him to a childminder. I had wanted to hold onto him for as long as I could to myself. The love I have for my children is immeasurable and having them is a dream come true and exactly what I want to do with my life. All day, everyday I want to watch and help them to learn and grow. I knew that pre-school is a fantastic opportunity so in advance, I had planned for him to start pre-school in the September after his 3rd birthday. Although, even then ...

Our Saturday Night Picnic

Last weekend I decided to do something different and fun one Saturday night. It was spontaneous, led on by a situation that was out of my control but once thought of, I thought 'fantastic! This will be awesome!' Well, it wasn't. We had been out shopping in the morning and had such a lovely time with the success of my eldest doing a wee in his potty in a public toilet (potty training parents will realise how massive this is) and we had come home all happy and the kids were content. There were a few decent hours left of the afternoon and the weather outside looked quite nice, not too hot and not cold, so I decided to crack on with my latest DIY project- sanding and painting down the tops of my dining room table and chairs. I got my husband to sand down the furniture while I played with the boys and got them snacks, then once he had finished I started cracking on with the painting. After a while I realised we wouldn't be able to sit on the furniture, so after a lit...

I'm making an important promise to myself, for my children.

I’m making a promise. I'm making myself a promise to play more. Recently I’d been contemplating life and how quickly my boys have grown. As soon as my youngest turned 4, I began to panic. How was is that he was 4? Did I no longer have a toddler? I thought about the years and how they’ve flown and how quickly my children have grown. Yes we’ve had fun. But have I really really made the most of playing with them? I mean really. Not just sitting on the floor, scrolling through Facebook whilst nodding to them. Or sitting in the garden, not really playing, but just watching them. No I haven’t. I know it, I recognise it almost daily. I need to do more with them. I need to play more with them. Before they’re suddenly grown up and no longer wanting to play with me. Before the technology, game systems and grumbles take over. I need to indulge in their childhood, to make an effort. A friend of mine leads such a busy life, I don’t know how she does it all, but she’s created a new ev...

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