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TV sucks, let’s listen to some tunes!

October 18, 2010 Leave a comment

It always makes the day better doesn’t it? I used to have music on all the time, before children and I must admit I do dislike the tv quite intensely. Don’t get me wrong there are many programs that I really enjoy watching, and cbeebies/milkshake have helped me maintain a level of sanity over the last 3 years, but I miss listening to music. I love with music that you can listen, appreciate, even join in with it and still read, study, or converse.

Perhaps it’s because I grew up in a house with many people and rarely if ever got a say in what got put on the tv, or perhaps its the time I spent since then in bedsits with no tv at all, but many a day I wish we didn’t have one now. I feel it sucks all the motivation out of the room, so often left in the corner yabbering away to itself with its constant stream of depressing news.

How many times have we all lost an hour watching a program we don’t even like? How many things do we feel we never have the time to do? How many phone calls, games,and hobbies slide by the wayside because the tv is on? I appreciate how hard it is not putting the box on. It’s hard to think of things to do, to keep everyone entertained when they’ve been used to the tv doing it for them.

It’s worth it for days like today. The girls have been much better behaved, perhaps they feel like they’re not competing for our attention with the big black box in the corner? They’ve played so much more nicely with their toys, and with each other, they’ve enjoyed the singing and the dancing about. Us grown ups too, the tunes coming on you haven’t heard for years and the memories that they bring, how often does the tv make you feel like that?

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a bit bloody complicated for me!

October 12, 2010 1 comment

I think I am doing really rather well today, I think.

Generally speaking I would rather pull out clumps of my own hair than phone anyone, especially anyone official. I do not know what terrible things I think will happen if I dare pick the phone up, but terrible things will occur! I have phoned the tax office, the hospital, my health visitor, a friend, and it’s only 3pm!

Similarly I will avoid baby groups and suchlike for fear of um… well for fear of other parents I suppose. Confession time – Ivy has *never* been to the local clinic, our health visitor has always come here as she was a premmie or she’s been weighed at the hospital. So today I have managed to get my sorry backside to the weighing clinic to find out how tubby Ivy now is, only to find I was the only parent there anyway. All that worry for nothing! I feel strangely let down. On the upside this means I got to speak to our health visitor about getting Violet’s statement in place for school, and now suddenly, she’s sorting the whole thing! Wasn’t what I intended when I went in, but hooray!!! As it turns out most of the phone calls I made today were related to this statementing, and all of them have required a referral from our health visitor anyway, so pretty much the whole sorting-out-school thing has been taken out of my hands. Superb!

And further to this I have also sorted a meeting with Violet’s nursery school’s SENCO too, so we can discuss her needs and set targets. Apparently. I am now going to survey special needs teachers I know to see if they can translate these things for me. I feel I am doing a lot of parroting and not a lot of understanding.

But for the moment, tea and biscuits are on the agenda.

Blogging is dangerous!

October 11, 2010 Leave a comment

Here I am setting myself up with my British Mummy Bloggers badges and stuff, to hear screaming coming from the kitchen, my 3 year old hairing through crying as she doesn’t have the words to tell me what’s happened, the wailing from the back door. That’s right 1year old bambini tumbled out the back door face first onto concrete. eeeeek!!!
I had barely taken my eyes off them.
Luckily Ivy seems to be made of rubber, and but for a little red rudolf nose seems completely fine.

I feel bloody awful though, my poor chicks!! Between Ivy’s grazed red nose and Violet’s big red lump on her head from where she fell on the way home from school they’re looking properly in the wars. I am locking them in today I reckon……they will both get a bag of buttons each though, and tons of cuddles. Poor babies.

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sleepy tired sunday

October 10, 2010 Leave a comment

after a week of being got up at 5am or before I suppose a lie in today would really have been too much to hope for, however girly-woos are on fine form this morning. I was woken to the sound of each of them saying ‘Ivy’ at each other at about 6am, very cute until I realised it was still dark. bah.

Since being downstairs, Ivy has managed to tie herself into her own toy bin (an ex laundry basket made of mesh) while crying ‘oh dear, oh dear’. She has since spent the morning making a mockery of our childproofing, we are rapidly running out of high shelves to rehome things……
Violet has been doing her F1 car impression, and has run away from her breakfast, and is currently trying to eat a lampshade.

Sundays, at least we don’t have to do…..oh no hang on we’re going out this morning! I must get dressed!!!

sleepy tired sunday

October 10, 2010 Leave a comment

after a week of being got up at 5am or before I suppose a lie in today would really have been too much to hope for, however girly-woos are on fine form this morning. I was woken to the sound of each of them saying ‘Ivy’ at each other at about 6am, very cute until I realised it was still dark. bah.

Since being downstairs, Ivy has managed to tie herself into her own toy bin (an ex laundry basket made of mesh) while crying ‘oh dear, oh dear’. She has since spent the morning making a mockery of our childproofing, we are rapidly running out of high shelves to rehome things……
Violet has been doing her F1 car impression, and has run away from her breakfast, and is currently trying to eat a lampshade.

Sundays, at least we don’t have to do…..oh no hang on we’re going out this morning! I must get dressed!!!

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preparing for holidays

September 26, 2010 Leave a comment

oh my that sounds like I’m getting all geared up for Christmas! Not the case just yet….

Tomorrow we head off on holiday. We’re not going far, or for long, but it’s a holiday I have often felt sure wouldn’t happen.

Initially booked before we were even planning Ivy, it was meant to be a belated honeymoon. We were told at my first midwife visit that I shouldn’t travel that far from my hospital after 30 weeks gestation; which I would have been.  After much humming and hawing we gave the holiday to my brother and his family as a wedding present, they too got married last year. Given the early arrival of Ivy (she was 6 weeks old this time last year) giving the holiday away was truly for the best.

This year hasn’t been one conducive to planning much of anything. Too many hospital appointments and illnesses, lack of job and the inherent lack of money it brings negate the free time we now have to do fun things like holidays. So without my brother and his wife buying us this holiday as a belated wedding present, to make up for the fact that they went on our honeymoon, I don’t think it would’ve crossed our mind to go.

Still haven’t packed, or even got the suitcases out, everything has to be washed as we’ve had no washing machine for a fortnight. So I probably should be getting on with it. Just after the events of the last week and losing Shell it seems wrong to be going away, to be planning having fun. We do have her hubby under orders to come and see us if he wants to get away though. It’s only a couple of hours away and in a chalet.

ANYWAY must go get on with things, lots of packing and two kids both brimming with snot today. fun.

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dreaded poxes

August 30, 2010 Leave a comment

was going to post a blog about any number of the hippy things I’ve been getting up to, such as:

We have an allotment! hair washing, am now ‘poo free and feel more than slightly conned that bicarb and vinegar leave my hair in better condition than it’s been in years. Finally getting to putting the finishing touches to my recycled patchwork blanket, an ongoing project that never seems to get closer to complete.

But alas, actually I’m going to write about how all my plans to do more hippy things have been scuppered by the arrival f the dreaded pox in my house. Violet has got chicken pox. So the round of phonecalls, annoying folk left, right and centre such as my little brother who’s off on holiday with his kids in a couple of days; or my gran who’s meant to be taking me to visit dad this week. But simply the prison is too far away and the whole visit just takes too long (leaving here at 10am getting home between 7 and 8pm) if both girls are ill. Such a long way away and then so much waiting for such a short visit. Now I have to face the inevitable disappointment from dad, who probably wont speak to me for ages now, sulky girl that he is.

So now the wait to see when Ivy comes out in spots too, eek! See just how long we have to be housebound.  I am worried about them getting it obviously, always worry about the girls being ill, but and at the same time, I remember *enjoying* having chicken pox. Not the pox directly of course, but being off school for a fortnight is obviously made of win when you’re 7, especially as I’d just moved schools, I was still wearing the wrong uniform and generally stuck out.  Apparently it can be really rather grim for some folks though, hopefully not my girls!