This weekend has been my birthday weekend. To be honest it is the second birthday, along with many others that has been affected by we all know what. And plans have had to be cancelled, changed and hopefully rearranged because of it. But it has …
It’s official we now have a thirteen year old in the house. This weekend BB became thirteen and to celebrate we surprised him with a day trip to the Isle of Wight. It was a trip with all four of us and grandad and it …
So today I turned 40. I turned 40 in lock down 3.0 of the covid pandemic. It was not what I was planning at all. I wanted a nice big party for my 40th it is something I wanted for quite a while now. But …
I cant believe it has been seven days since I last blogged, this week has been a manic week. I seem to have blinked and missed it all! And I am not really sure where it really went. It started at the weekend, when I …
And in a blink of an eye we have a 12 year old. I am not really sure where the years have gone and how it happened. But suddenly BB is 12. His last year before he is a teenager. And what a year it …
The beginning of the lockdown in the UK fell on Rhiannas birthday and it broke my heart. Nearly two months later my heart is still broken about her birthday being in lockdown. Having a birthday in lockdown is an amazing thing. It’s a historical thing. …
Today you turn 8. In some parallel universe we would be celebrating hard, having a party. A room full of girls, screaming and laughing and having a lot of fun. Instead it’s quiet. So so quiet. There is no laughter today. Today is harder than …
And just like that I am 39. And in my last year’s of my thirties and a year of off my forties! I don’t feel that old. I always remembered when I was younger forty seemed so old. Now I am nearly there it doesn’t …
Yesterday Big Bro turned 11. I am not really sure how that happened. But it was suddenly here, he was awake at 6am and spent the whole day celebrating. Well actually he has spent the whole week celebrating. Starting at the weekend when he had …
So it is finally March. Our worst month. One that I dread starting but one that I also hate finishing. Starting the month means it is Rhianna’s birthday in a few short days. Ending the month means it isn’t Rhianna’s birthday for another year. Grief …