tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40062466368872705432024-02-21T00:24:01.406+00:00Teenage DisasterBeing a teenage mum isn't easy but it sure is interesting...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-68396524899166972022012-06-23T08:48:00.000+01:002017-04-16T15:07:09.953+01:00My daughter.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">As parents, we are expected to be responsible for not just our lives but our childrens' too. We are expected to provide a safe, loving, clean haven for them, in which they can grow into well-rounded positive members of society. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Sometimes, when I've got a to-do list of 70, a screaming baby with a cold, and a curious 4 year old.. things can get a bit too much. This week I've found myself sitting in the bathroom counting to ten taking deep, long breaths more often than usual.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">We should always take a step back to appreciate the amazing things we have in our lives. It is something that is always in the back of my mind but today I would like to take the opportunity to talk about my daughter.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Heidi is at a difficult stage, she has now acquired an attribute which seems to be a favourite among teens - attitude. 'No mummy - I don't WANT to!' in the voice of Verucca Salt that grates down my spine. My angelic baby has changed, has grown and I don't like it! I feel myself reminiscing of days where I could stroke her head and she would fall asleep on my chest and when she cried, there were no tears.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She was born on 21st Feb 2008, a slimy bundle of purple joy who would change my life forever. Those first few moments of her life are hazy due to the drugs of labour but I remember the expression on her face as she was placed onto my belly. Those small dark eyes peering at me as if to say - 'You're mine forever', our eyes locked into a gaze, bonding us as mother and daughter for life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The early days of Heidi's life were a whirlwind of emotions. I remember putting her in her moses basket next to my bed and not daring to fall asleep in case she would disappear. I remember waking up in the middle of the night, changing her nappy and her umbilical cord fell off - I screamed - waking my mum and dad up because I thought I had hurt her, even though she hadn't made a peep.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She was always what was considered to be a 'good' baby. She gained weight steadily, slept from 7pm to 7am with no night-time wakings from 4 weeks, she was always happy, smiling her cheeky little smile that melted the heart of anyone who saw it. She started nursery early (12 weeks) as I had to go back to college to do my GCSEs and even as a young baby the nursery said she was a pleasure to look after. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She had two different babysitters for when my mother and I had evening classes, and both of them got pregnant a couple of months after looking after Heidi. She was a good advert to have a baby because of how content she was and how well she slept.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She hit her milestones in good time, was crawling before we knew it and took her first steps at the place where I work now funnily enough, with my aunty. She learnt to talk by the age of two, and before we knew it she was talking in sentences and could communicate properly with us. When this happened, I entered a different phase of parenting. Looking after a defenceless newborn baby is VERY different to looking after a walking, talking toddler. And yet she still melted my heart in every way (that never goes away). With every new achievement I felt a sensation of satisfaction that I can only describe as wonder and awe. It really is amazing to watch something that you grew in your stomach for 9 months, grow up themselves. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">When Heidi started the nursery she goes to now, I saw a side to her that hadn't been there before. When we arrive in the mornings a small group of children crowd around her, 'Heidi's here!', I realise that I'm not the only one who thinks my daughter is special. Anyone, no matter how different can be Heidi's friend, she has got the time for anyone who has got the time for her. She hasn't got a nasty bone in her body. When her brother was born we were worried that she might get jealous or pushed out, that she may turn a little nasty which is so common when there is a new addition to the family.. but we worried for nothing.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Heidi has loved her brother from the minute she saw him. From day one she was helping me to feed him, change him, bathe him. She would, and still does sit next to him whenever he's in the room. She often sleeps in the bed next to his cot too, rather than in her own room.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I could go on for ages so I'll stop now, I just wanted to write how proud I am, and how much I appreciate my little girl Heidi. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Cleaning.. Ahh I remember the blissful days when I lived with my parents, and didn't have to lift a finger in the house.. those days were the best.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">So now I am mother, I take on the massive responsibility of running our household. Don't laugh, it's no mean feat!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I spend roughly around 14 hours a week just cleaning our house, which is 12 rooms. I'm not the only one who does it, Heidi does a fair share and Sam will do anything if I ask him to. I strongly believe in getting children to help around the house, as I mentioned above, I never had to do anything so when I moved out it was a real slap in the face! I want Heidi to grow up with a good cleaning ethic, so it becomes normal to her and she doesn't see it as a big boring task, but something that has to be done like brushing teeth, having a bath etc..</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I ask Heidi to clean the living room before she goes to nursery, which is taking her toys back to the playroom, putting all of the rubbish in the bin, she polishes our glass table and tidies away Connors things. I then run the hoover around, wipe any marks off anything I can see and then shut the door to the living room for the morning. In the kitchen; I put all of the dishes in soak, I wipe down all the sides and cupboards, sweep the floor, wash the dishes and put them away. After tea at about 7pm, the kitchen gets wiped down again and all the dishes go into the sink. I put a wash on in the morning, hang it out at noon and then fold it all up ready to be put away.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I do an upstairs 'big clean' twice a week in all our upstairs rooms. Toilets get bleached and scrubbed three times a week, and bathrooms get cleaned once/twice as it doesn't really get that dirty. Bedsheets are changed every 2 weeks. Every other day I focus on one room and get it completely sparkling.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">This routine has taken me 3 years to perfect, I tried making lists, rotas, putting post-it notes up and even a reminder would pop up on my phone but nothing worked, the house still stayed messy no matter how much I tried to keep it clean. It was very stressful! I find now that little and often works best.. I feel like I don't clean that much but the house stays tidy for most of the time.. Although if I do have a day off then everything does seem that little bit grubbier..</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Sam is a bit of a clean freak. He can't stand mess and won't sit in a dirty house, he was bought up with chores that has stayed with him into his adult life. I hope our kids do the same!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I've just returned home from a restaurant. As it's Friday, Sam and I decided to get out of the house and break out of our normal routine where he sits on the PS3 and I sit on the laptop for most of the night.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">As I couldn't take my driving test today, we still don't have a car so we had the choice of three restaurants which were in walking distance (we didn't want to pay for taxis as it makes the whole outing so expensive). We had the choice of a curry house, Wetherspoons, or a local 'bistro'. The day of the week put Wetherspoons out of the situation, it's the only half-decent pub in town so it gets pretty packed on the weekend and we didn't want to go somewhere busy, plus we eat there like 3 times a month and we wanted something different.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">We didn't really fancy curry so we opted for the bistro, although we had been twice before and not been impressed. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">It was busy when we got there but we got a table right away, we opted for a 'Tex Mex' combo starter for two, which contained spicy chicken wings, ribs, potato wedges, jalapeño mozzarella cheese sticks and two pieces of garlic bread. The cheese sticks were exactly the same ones that they sell at the local takeaway, and the other items were nondescript; there was no salad or garnish, just some sour cream and a sweet chilli dip. For main I had chicken and mushroom pasta and Sam had lasagne, chips and peas. I was expecting the pasta to have a couple of different types of mushroom at least but it was the basic closed cup range, some chicken chunks in a measly garlicky sauce and a piece of garlic bread. For £10 I was not impressed, it got sickly after a bit and I couldn't finish it. Sam said his meal wasn't worth the long walk to the restaurant. I had a soft drink and the other half had a pint. We didn't order dessert and the bill came to £31.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">You see we could of got the same, but better quality and bigger portions from Wetherspoons, for £20. I don't mind spending money if I think its worth it but this was a meal I would rather forget.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">We also had to get a babysitter and although we went out at 6:45pm and came back at 8:20pm, we still gave her a tenner as it's not her fault we came back so early.. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">It just annoys me because we could have stayed in, had a takeaway that we both liked and spent £10, in the comfort of our own home (the restaurant had a pretentious atmosphere).</span><br />
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<li>LEAKAGES: The first few months after giving birth, every time I coughed, sneezed and don't even get me started on laughing, I seemed to become temporarily incontinent and would have to wear big fat Tena lady adult nappies to stop leakages! This is a lot more common than people would have you know.. Thankfully it went away after a few months though, I felt really attractive in my giant nappy!</li>
<li>LEAKAGES PART II: The first few weeks after giving birth (especially when breastfeeding), your boobs just get the urge to start raining on your t-shirt, breast pads are available but they weren't enough for me once my 'let down' reflex kicked in! (when milk <i>really</i> starts coming out), I had to take a change of top with me when I went out, and used big thick mens socks to stop it from happening when I was out and didn't have Connor with me.</li>
<li>BYE BYE BREASTS: With my first child, my boobs didn't seem to change that much (I didn't breastfeed with my first) apart from they had dropped a little. After breastfeeding for 3 months with Connor they literally <b>deflated. </b>Currently saving for a boob job! </li>
<li>THE BLACK BELLY LINE: The linea negra, which is common in pregnancy, is supposed to fade after giving birth. With my first child, it was very noticeable but faded almost straight after delivery.. With Connor, 7 months on and I can still see it.</li>
<li>OUCH: The soreness 'down there' for the first few weeks after. I had no stitches myself and the soreness for me was almost unbearable, I dread to think how sore it is with stitches. Going for a wee is like having acid poured on you, especially if you had any scratches or tears (I had some scratches), the soreness lasted about 6 weeks with Heidi, and 4 weeks with Connor. To relieve it, when you go for a wee have a jug of lukewarm water, and tip it on you as you go.. or wait until you're just about to get out of the bath and do it, it really does take the pain away. </li>
<li>SEX: Now I will be honest, this was one of the most worrying things for me with my second, I didn't want to have a 'bucket'! It turns out I was worrying for nothing, your va-jay-jay is a bit like an elastic band, it snaps back into place. Sex for me hasn't been any different after having children, although I'm sure some women will disagree!</li>
<li>PIERCED NAVAL? Take it out ASAP when pregnant, I kept mine in all throughout and it's stretched terribly, when I was pregnant with Connor it fell out with the ball on, that's how much it stretched! It goes back in now but it hangs and looks really droopy.</li>
<li>SWAP GUCCI FOR GEORGE: In the past 4 years, my clothes have been drooled on, sneezed on, pooed on, peed on, chewed, stretched and covered in various gunk. With a young baby there isn't much point to wearing designer clothes for them to be sicked on, with young children, quantity is better than quality (fear not fashion fiends, after the baby years are finished you can wear them again :)) Primark is good for £2 plain t shirts, they wash okay and they're fine for around the house/nursery run/shopping.</li>
<li>SLEEP: Although it's an obvious one, you do not realise how sleep deprived you will be in the first few months until it hits you. If your partner is like mine and won't 'do mornings' when he's off work, an afternoon nap when baby naps is perfect for catching up on lost sleep.</li>
<li>TOTAL CHAOS IN THE HOME: The first few months are the worst when you're struggling to keep to the golden routine, which is like the bible of motherhood to run a family. So the house may be messier than usual, dishes not done exactly on time - does it really matter so much? Family and friends will understand, I get my friends to help me when they are around at cleaning time! There's more to life than having a shiny floor. Personally, I have got my routine down so I get all my cleaning done in an hour and half each day. 15 minutes per room and stop, have a brew put your feet up and then move on to the next room. If you are stuck at home on maternity leave it helps to break the day up, it doesn't feel like you are cleaning all day but it isn't like you're sat doing nothing either.</li>
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Of course, all this is worth it for our precious children... </div>
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Is there anything else you would add to this list? What happened to you that you didn't expect after becoming a parent?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-81092072221493015482012-05-27T09:36:00.000+01:002012-05-29T10:50:54.711+01:00Are older mothers better?Hi all,<br />
I read an article in the Daily Mail yesterday about mothers who choose to wait until after 40 to reproduce. In the article, it said that 'children of mothers over 40 are healthier, more intelligent and less likely to have accidents'.<br />
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Now I know that the DM is hardly the most accredited newspaper, most of it is tabloid trash but occasionally they do have a few good reads. This article stuck out in my mind because of the last line, and I quote '‘The evidence suggests that when the enormous difficulties of pregnancy and birth are over, they can make better mothers,’ he added.'<br />
I really would like to know where they get their statistics from. Women over 40 make better mothers? How can they even make a statement like that, what makes a better mother? Money, possesions, career status?<br />
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I had my children early so this can be a sensitive subject with me, but in my opinion I don't think that waiting until 40 makes you a better parent. By the time your children would be ready to marry you would be 65, and can you see yourself running the parents race at sports day aged 50?<br />
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In no way am I trying to offend older mums here, but for me, a mother who is 40 has NO advantage over me, apart from maybe a mortgage and a more demanding job. I have been through so much in my short time in this world, I probably have more life experience than a lot of 40 year old women.<br />
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My parents were a little bit over 30 when I was born, married, ran their own business and we lived in a 4 bedroomed detached farmhouse with 2 acres of land. I had the best clothes and holidays, went to a good school and did lots of extra-curricular activities. I am very close to my parents and my mum is my best friend.<br />
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Here are my advantages of being a younger parent to an older one:</div>
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<li>When my daughter hits 18, I will only be 32 (35 when my son reaches 18). We we still be able to enjoy the same activities, share the same interests and I will still be young enough to relate to her (and Sam with our son). I can't see a 60 year old and 18 year old sharing many interests or enjoying the same things.</li>
<li>I'll live long enough to see most of the life of my children, watch them get married, have children and hopefully still be around to watch my grandchildren mature into adults.</li>
<li>I'm healthy and active enough to participate in energetic activities with my kids for longer periods of time.</li>
<li>I am interested in fashion, beauty and hair and keep up to date with what's on trend. My daughter will appreciate this when she hits puberty. </li>
<li>We are young enough to be 'cool' parents. Now that statement seems very immature, but this is actually really important to kids, no one wants to have embarrassing, old-fashioned parents.</li>
<li>I can start my demanding, responsible career in 4 years and put my all into it. Mums who choose careers first often end up quitting after they have their first child. To me that seems a bit backward - why start a great career to throw it all away after 15 years? </li>
<li>I have never had to give anything up for my children as I never had anything <i>to </i>give up. Older mums have to sacrifice more.</li>
<li>By the time my kids have left home, Sam and I will be able to do the things we always wanted to do, and hopefully by then we will be earning more than ever, so we will have the money to enjoy life.</li>
<li>Pregnancy and birth is on average easier for younger parents. I could fit into my size 6 jeans the day after delivery and both my labours were normal with no stitches.</li>
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Of course it is down to personal choice and circumstances, many mother do not <i>choose</i> to become older mums as such, it just works out like that...</div>
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So, in conclusion.. In my experience there is no advantage to being an older mother.</div>
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What age do you think is ideal to start a family? To the younger parents - do you wish you had waited before starting? To older parents - do you wish you had started earlier?</div>
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All comments are appreciated, I would like to get more of a perspective on this...</div>
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Thanks for reading, Kim.</div>
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</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-11029356801102048122012-05-26T11:41:00.000+01:002012-05-29T10:49:49.556+01:00Yearly updateHi everyone,<br />
Sorry for not updating my blog regularly like a good blogger, this past year has been crazy and I've been very busy!<br />
So if I was ringing 'the dole', I would probably have to say my circumstances have changed. I'm now 19, still with my now FIANCÉE (eek!) Sam, Heidi is now 4 and we have an addition to the family, little baby Connor who is now 7 months. I'm still on maternity leave but I go back to work in a few weeks, and I can't wait! It's so boring being at home.<br />
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So as some of you know, I used to ride a scooter which was appalling in winter haha, so I've been having driving lessons for the past year and I've got my test on Friday so wish me luck!<br />
We came back off holiday on Thursday, we went to Alicante, Spain to visit my parents for 10 days and it was great, apart from Heidi getting tonsillitis and prickly heat all over her body for the first week, and me getting bronchitis and heat exhaustion.. but apart from that it was good! Sam and I spent most of our time quad biking through the mountains and just generally relaxing and enjoying our family<br />
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I've decided to come back to blogging, I read the news every morning and some stories are ones that I have very strong opinions on, but my comments get lost in the thousands of others that are posted... So you can enjoy my rants here :)<br />
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Welcome back to my old followers and welcome to all the new ones that may arrive!<br />
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I'm still with Sam, we've moved into a gorgeous 3 bedroomed house in the 'posh' part of town. Gorgeous but expensive - the bills are ridiculous but I absolutely love it. </div>
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Heidi is settled in nursery and actually has her own bedroom for the first time ever! </div>
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Hard to believe from reading my other posts but it actually wasn't planned, I'm due in October and this time we're having a little boy :) haven't got any names yet as we can't agree on anything so it's baby-no-name for the minute.</div>
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Sam got a better job which is double his wages, and I've taken on more hours at work so we're as okay for money as you can be in this credit crunch.</div>
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It's weird, everything was so shit for so long I never pictured Sam and me having a normal life. But every goal I've had this year so far has been achieved. My next goal is to learn to drive, a motorbike is fine when you haven't got kids, but its not really a family vehicle. Sam wants to get a crosser and he wants me to get a car. So I'm taking 9 months maternity leave and I'm hoping that in that time I will be able to pass my test. My dad said he will buy me a car if I can pass - so it's all good :)</div>
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Hoping to get away to Spain with Heidi for a few days soon too.. Sam can't come this time as he hasn't got a passport, so I'm just gonna stay with my mum and dad in Alicante for a few days to chill out before I have the baby.</div>
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Everything just gets better. I'm so happy :)</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-56661907668780512802011-01-14T10:16:00.000+00:002012-05-29T10:55:16.760+01:00January 2011 - A new beginningHi all,<br />
Well, I feel like a totally different person this year!<br />
My boyfriend and I are both working, we've both got motorbikes and we actually have some money for a change! We have a nice two bed house in a rural area and we're getting on famously.<br />
We've had a few downs - My bike got stolen about a month ago, the police found it and I had to pay a £150 release fee just to get it back! Ridiculous! The boys who stole it have gotten away with it so I'll never see that money again.. my bike gets stolen - and I have to pay for it! They totally wrecked it aswell, so it cost me a lot of money to fix it and get it back in working order - bloody scum bags - it really put a downer on me, I nearly lost my job because I couldnt get to work without transport (my bike got stolen from my works car park) and I thought everything was going down the pan. <br />
But no, I think my luck may have changed this year (touch wood) and I'm really happy!<br />
Heidi's three next month, and she's becoming quite the little madam - We're having a party for her at my work, and she's really excited about it.<br />
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I wonder why it is - when everythings going so good I don't have anything to write about! No one wants to read good news I suppose.<br />
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To be honest - I'm getting really broody! I want aother baby, and so does my boyfriend. I know it's probably not a good idea, but we're both working - we have our own house but we want to go on holiday this year - so any money we've saved is going towards that. Sam also said he wants to save at least £1500 before I get pregnant, so we wont have to worry about money. Our house isn't really big enough either - so if I got pregnant with a boy - we would need a 3 bedroomed house.<br />
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Ah well, I'm only 18 so I've got plenty of time for another baby. We'll have to see.<br />
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Thats all for now really. <br />
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Ciao for now xUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-41086151662728239652010-10-28T09:19:00.001+01:002010-10-28T09:20:08.109+01:00The Normal LifeSo.. Lifes pretty damn normal now I don't seem to have anything to write about!<br />
I've settled in at my new job. I work at a place called Taybarns which is an all you can eat buffet and I just have to serve drinks and clear plates. I like it though, its a laugh and the money is okay.<br />
At home, Sams settling into being a stay at home dad. The other day I spent alot of time making cleaning rotas and Heidi's schedule so we can be more organized, we've got to be the most disorganized family in the world!<br />
It's Heidi's 3rd Birthday soon, and I'm starting to plan what we'e going to do for the day. I'm thinking about going to Drayton Manor theme park or maybe the zoo.<br />
NB: I've just checked the website and Drayton Manor is shut in Feb, so It looks like we're going to the zoo.<br />
Also, I'm going to try my hand at decorating my house. I've never decorated before but I've got some good ideas :) I'm having a new sofa, painting and putting wallpaper up and i'm going to try and turn my old scabby table into a mosaic table top and the picture I've got in my head is really nice (lets just hope it turns out like that). <br />
My life has completely turned around from a few months ago and I'm really optimistic.<br />
And shhh but I'm hoping to have another baby soon. Heidi's at that age and I would like to have my kids roughly around the same time.<br />
Watch this space!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-41676811980434095552010-09-27T10:53:00.000+01:002010-09-27T10:53:54.987+01:00First Night at WorkSooo I got offered a job at Taybarns, I accepted as its closer to me than Tesco, and the pay is basically the same + I get more hours there.<br />
I started last night at 6pm for a trial shift to see if I liked the work or not. MY GOD it was hectic in there and there is literally no stopping at all.<br />
But I like it, I'm proud of myself for getting a job, even though its minimum wage it's still a job!<br />
I basically have to pick up dirty plates, talk to customers, clean tables and take the dishes to be washed. <br />
It's not hard, but it's not boring either.<br />
There isn't any time to stop and talk to the other employees, but thats good for me as I didn't go to work to make friends. <br />
I get paid on a Friday (woop!) so I'll have money for the weekend and I start properly tomorrow with a 9 hour shift, 12pm - 9pm.<br />
I'll let you know how I get on..<br />
byeeeUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-34618025323686894062010-09-23T10:43:00.000+01:002010-09-23T10:43:14.906+01:00Another InterviewI've got another interview today at an all-you-can-eat buffet. I know I've got a job at Tesco but I really don't like the hours and this place (Taybarns) is closer to get to. <br />
I've got a scooter now aswell woo! so I can get to work, and I've got my CBT on Friday so I'll be driving soon!<br />
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Ciao for now xUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-52940289103731934882010-09-17T08:53:00.000+01:002010-09-17T08:53:34.161+01:00I've Got A Job!!!Soooo I got offered a job!<br />
It's at Tesco and I'm over the moon really :)<br />
BUT (theres always a but!) the hours are terrible.<br />
Mon, Tues, Fri, Sat.. 5pm-10:15pm So I'm going be stuck in the city centre on my own at night on a weekend.<br />
I'm going to do my CBT and get a 125cc scooter so I don't have to wait around in dodgy bus stations late at night, so basically it's going to cost me about £650 just to start working!<br />
Ah well, at least when I've got my scooter sorted I'll be able to apply for alot more places. <br />
AND I'm 18 on Tuesday, so I'll be able to work in alot more places too!<br />
Things are starting to look up :)<br />
One thing I'm quite gutted about though is that my mum and dad are moving back to Spain and I'm staying here. So I'm not going to have my mums support and when I think about it I get really upset. They've hardly given me any warning aswell, as they're going on 4th October. <br />
I need to let my mum go as she was having problems with my dad living over there and with her staying here with me, and she thinks I will really thrive if I'm not depending on her all the time.<br />
I could go straight back to how I was, or I can become someone who I can be proud of. <br />
I've got a house, job, a stable partner and a beautiful daughter, I couldn't really ask for more! <br />
:DUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-39921402549967993142010-09-06T10:15:00.000+01:002010-09-06T10:15:08.788+01:00No luckI didn't get the sainsburys job. Obviously they want a non-English speaking person to work behind their roast chicken counter, it's not like they have to speak to english people everyday.<br />
This country really is all about the foreigners, I'd heard it before but I thought it was just people being racist but now I've had a first hand experience with a British company putting people from other countries first.<br />
I am more than qualified for that job. I would of suited that job perfectly. I would of been able to work in that job without trying to learn more english vocabulary.<br />
But no, give OUR jobs to the asian community.<br />
PRICKS!!!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-90324139451325840802010-09-04T21:25:00.000+01:002010-09-04T21:25:14.142+01:0004/09/2010So I've been for two interviews this week..<br />
The first one was for a care home in Newcastle, I think it went really well, but they haven't got back to me yet, so I'm not holding out much hope.<br />
& then today I went for an interview at Sainsburys and I've had the worst day ever!<br />
My interview was for 3:30pm, so I got on the bus at 2:40pm hoping to be there for about 3:15pm.<br />
The bus broke down in the middle of effing nowhere for 25 minutes, which made me late. I ran from the bus station in killer heels to Newcastle college where I was going for my interview, and when I arrived it had a big sign on the door saying 'Sainsburys Interviews are at the store on Liverpool Road' So I had to run back through Newcastle to get to Sainsburys, I arrived there at 4pm, sweating and out of breath and I also fell over in the middle of town in front of loads of people which did wonders for my confidence. <br />
The interview went fine, apart from being half an hour late.<br />
Now I had to get to the bus station by 5:20pm to get the last bus back to my house.<br />
But the bus company had decided to change its times last month and the last bus was at 5:00pm, great. <br />
So I thought I'd get on the bus that goes to the nearest to my house, but I got it wrong AGAIN and ended up in the town centre which is about 3 miles from my house. <br />
I was wearing 6 inch stilettos and I live in the countryside, the walk was all uphill and I was also carrying two loaves of bread and 8 pints of milk. <br />
I got lost twice because I've never had to walk it before and now I'm just feeling totally depressed because I don't think I'm going to get the job.<br />
There was about eight of us at the interview, and I was the only white person and the only one who was obviously native English.<br />
I just feel totally depressed, like I'm never getting anywhere and it seems like so much effort.<br />
I really need to sort my life out.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-52774632146491343702010-08-26T07:49:00.000+01:002010-08-26T07:49:09.111+01:00Quick job updateI've got two interviews!<br />
One for a care home on the 1st September<br />
& one for sainsburys on 4th September<br />
Way-heyyy!!<br />
I'll let you know how I get on xUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-69515894777309249192010-08-12T10:48:00.001+01:002010-08-12T10:58:47.965+01:00Continuing the job hunt!Right, thats it!<br />
I've had enough!<br />
When you hear about young unemployed people, you assume they are all dole dossing people who can't be bothered to get a job. <br />
In my experience, this is NOT true. <br />
In the past four months, I have applied for over 37 vacancies and have attended 3 interviews.<br />
I've applied for absolutely everywhere, and I'm gonna post on here where/what I've applied for.<br />
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<li>Phones 4 u</li>
<li>Greggs (x2)</li>
<li>Webbs</li>
<li>NHS care assistant</li>
<li>Administrative council job</li>
<li>Apprenticeships (x5)</li>
<li>AAlco</li>
<li>Tern consultancy</li>
<li>arcade assistant</li>
<li>Coin processor</li>
<li>Administrative job with Staffs Moorlands</li>
<li>Help the aged</li>
<li>Datatec group</li>
<li>Esporta</li>
<li>Lloyds TSB</li>
<li>ASDA</li>
<li>KFC</li>
<li>New look</li>
<li>James Brindley High school </li>
<li>Swimming teacher apprenticeship</li>
<li>Sainsburys</li>
<li>Select</li>
<li>Odeon</li>
<li>Matalan</li>
<li>WHSmith</li>
<li>FM recruit</li>
<li>Macdonalds</li>
<li>Co-op</li>
<li>Care assitant Mill Rise</li>
<li>Subway</li>
<li>Warehouse assistant</li>
<li>production operative </li>
<li>Shop assistant</li>
<li>Sales assistant</li>
<li>Receptionist</li>
<li>JJB sports</li>
<li>Laundry assistant.</li>
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Still NO Job!! <br />
I think the thing holding me back is my experience, but ffs I'm 17, I haven't got any experience!<br />
I've got good qualifications and NO ONE will give me a chance.<br />
My mum doesn't pay for me, and as I'm not old enough to claim jobseekers I have to live on basically nothing. Sam gets £100 every two weeks, but it isnt enough for both of us. <br />
I get up early to take CVs everywhere, I apply for about 2 jobs a day and now I'm really starting to think I'm never going to get one!<br />
AHHH <br />
Rant Over.<br />
If anyone can think of anywhere else I can apply for - don't hesistate to post a comment!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-65134003065388899812010-07-20T15:35:00.000+01:002010-07-20T15:35:14.452+01:00December 2003 - February 2004It was christmas and my family and I were all at home.<br />
My mum, sister and I were watching Jaws on tele, and my dad was snoring on the sofa.<br />
It was the last time our family did anything together, because two months later my sister was dead.<br />
21 and a heroin addict, she took an overdose on paracetamol because she couldnt take life anymore.<br />
It was a cry for help, she didn't mean to kill herself.<br />
She was taken into hospital and she was fine, ready to be discharged the next day.<br />
She fell into a coma that night and never woke up.<br />
Nothings ever been the same since then.<br />
I miss her.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-54303295544790052702010-07-14T17:19:00.000+01:002010-07-14T17:19:49.740+01:00Back To NothingI think I've got some sort of personality disorder, or depression.<br />
I can't have a normal relationship with Sam, we always fall out and I get really upset by our arguments and I always cry. Even though we always make it back up again. <br />
The situation with my mum has just broken down, she resents the fact that I'm still with Sam and she said she can't take it anymore because when we fall out I always come back to my mums house and she has to deal with it.<br />
I can't stop thinking about suicide, I've got no home, no job, no friends and no life. So whats the point?<br />
I know I've got my daughter, Heidi but she doesn't need a mother like me, one who can't provide any kind of stability for her... and even my mums taken over looking after her because I do such a shit job.<br />
I hate myself.<br />
Seriously, and all I can do about it is cry. I don't know how to live my life anymore, everything just gets worse as time progresses. <br />
This is just a cry for help, but I don't know who I can turn to.<br />
My mum has helped all she can and I can't rely on her anymore.. I rely on Sam too much for things and soon he's going to get sick of me and finish me.<br />
I can't rely on myself, because whenever i try to do something it fails.<br />
I've failed life before it's even begun.<br />
I've been off drugs for months so its not them thats affecting me.. I'm actually like this when I'm straight.<br />
People have told me to grow up and I'm trying to... I really am... I just can't do it.<br />
I'm giving up,<br />
What a mess.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-50961163836127157152010-06-16T21:25:00.002+01:002010-06-16T21:26:17.023+01:00Army BabeSo I've been reading up about joining the army.<br />
Yeah, I know, doesn't sound like me!<br />
I've never really considered it before, because of Heidi but now my mums looking after her I can see it as being a potential career goal for me.<br />
After a lot of research, I've narrowed my choices down to three jobs:<br />
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<li>Student Nurse</li>
<li>Military Policewoman</li>
<li>Electronic warfare systems operator</li>
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I've applied to join today, and they'll contact me within the next ten days.<br />
Now I took the online BARB test and got 79/80, and I passed the English and Maths so hopefully I'll have a chance with this!<br />
I'm only bothered about the physical side of things, So better get my dusty old trainers out of the closet and start running!<br />
Watch this space!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-42472533179186222412010-06-09T14:46:00.002+01:002010-06-09T14:47:51.790+01:00The Job HuntCarrying on from my last post...<br />
So we got paid our job seekers, and then the next Tuesday we didn't get paid - AGAIN.<br />
Cutting a long story short, they've stopped paying us, and cancelled our claim, so we're back to square one again regarding money.<br />
I went for an interview for an apprenticeship yesterday and i really liked the idea of it, the woman who interviewed me was really nice and seemed to like me too. I went back today for a second interview with the manager and found out that the job is nothing like it was advertised. I applied for administration and the vacancy is for basically telesales!<br />
So I don't want that job..<br />
I got a call today for another interview for administration in a warehouse, the interview is tomorrow at 8:30am<br />
anddddd....<br />
Just as I'm writing this the post came, I got a letter from another job I applied for as a sales assistant and they're processing my application. <br />
So hopefully it seems as though I'll be getting a job soon. Today Sam and I went through the newspaper circling jobs and rang up about them too. We also rang up about a house with no deposit, and they're ringing me back today.<br />
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On another note, me and Sam are getting on really well, hardly any arguments and I'm really happy :)<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-49070666024784791352010-06-01T20:25:00.000+01:002010-06-01T20:25:26.656+01:00ChangesI can't believe how much everything has changed in just a few days!<br />
We haven't been paid jobseekers in the past few weeks, so Sam and I have been basically living on no money. It's crap when you can't even afford to buy tea, and it's not like I'm not actively looking for work. In the past few weeks I've applied for Phones 4 U, ASDA, Tesco, Debenhams, Greggs and other small shops but to no avail. I've just been sent an application form though for a shop selling panasonic electrical equipment, so hopefully I'll get an interview.<br />
*Good luck to me!*<br />
So back onto the jobseekers, We haven't been paid because they've checked the records and because we've been made homeless they didn't change our details and they stopped paying. Great isn't it, become homeless and then they won't give you money!<br />
I've seen a flat though for me and Sam, its £65 per week so we'll be able to afford that on benefits. Anyway we'll be paid by this thursday they've said.. and then we get paid again on tuesday! :) I need to get something to wear for interviews, as all my 'smart' clothes are too big or too small.<br />
Thanks for reading, and I'll post a photo of what I buy :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-31411842184608614372010-05-30T22:31:00.000+01:002010-05-30T22:31:22.262+01:00ANDDD Back AgainSo I got back with Sam :)<br />
This time though we're taking a totally different approach. We're spending more time apart so when we do get time together, its more quality than quantity.<br />
We're learning to trust again, and tonight I'm at my mums house while he's out, and I'm trusting him to not take anything (drugs wise) and to not stay out all night. He's trusting me by believing that I'm staying in my mums house, and not going out to meet other people to get off it.<br />
I'm really happy! It seems like a big weight has been lifted off my shoulders and me and Sam are having fun again, like when we first got together.<br />
I think you'll all be happy to know I'm off MCAT, haven't had it or wanted it for four weeks now. I must admit I did a couple of weekend binges on speed, but that drug is definitely NOT for me as it made me hallucinate and made me feel really bad.. So there is no worries there.<br />
I feel like I'm finally getting my life back.<br />
YES!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-24059364731755151772010-05-17T16:23:00.002+01:002010-05-26T09:19:34.089+01:00Magpie FeverI like astrology, maybe because I don't believe in any particular religion I like to think that there is some reason why we are all here. Sometimes horoscopes can be scarily accurate too, and with regards to superstition and old wives tales, the only thing I believe in is magpies.<br />
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Okay so I'm a total freak LOL. I don't mind, everybody has their own quirks. At least mine doesn't hurt anyone!<br />
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Moving on.. I've always wanted a tattoo but I've never been completely sure on what I wanted.. Now I've decided I'm going to get TWO magpies, I just need to find a design or get a friend to draw me a design.<br />
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One for sorrow,</div>
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Two for joy,</div>
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Three for a girl,</div>
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Four for a boy,</div>
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Five for silver,</div>
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Six for gold,</div>
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Seven for a secret never been told.</div>
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<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-4390803757204637192010-05-05T10:31:00.001+01:002010-05-26T09:20:35.651+01:0005/05/2010 Finding the right balance.Changing from an immature teenager to a fully fledged adult is hard, I mean you're happily sailing along at age 14 (when you think you're an adult and know everything anyway).. 15.. you can even get away with being an immature little sod at 16. Then you leave school and people expect you to know what to do next. As you probably know, I'm 17 and I have no idea what direction my life is going in.<br />
In theory I know what I'm meant to do, or what is expected of me. I.E. Getting a career, settling down with a bloke, having a family etc.. But the change from teenager to adult is really difficult.. There's no manual on how to grow up, and parents are there to guide you but they can't exactly give you step-by-step instructions. <br />
A problem I have in my life is balancing everything out and getting my priorities right. <br />
I know when you've got no money you shouldnt be buying the most expensive toiletries and having too many nights out but when mother (or father) cuts the apron strings which have tied you to rules for all of your life I seemed to go a bit nuts. I literally throw my money at takeaways, make-up, hair dye and 'having fun' but when I've got no money and theres no food in the fridge I'm miserable. <br />
I know I need to grow up fast, and I'm starting to question if I really am ready to fly my mum's nest or whether I want to run back and hide behind her legs when adult situations hit me in the face.<br />
I just feel a bit lost. To be honest I think I WANT my parents to discipline me because it gives me that little bit more stability which is basically non-existent in my life.<br />
My other half provides a fair amount of stability for me, but I can't rely on him to live my life for me. Heidi needs a secure mum, and I'm getting really better at being an actual mother but of course I'm still learning. <br />
As I'm writing this I've just realised that this is probably what life is all about. It's not easy, it's really fucking hard! No one knows what's going to happen tomorrow so you just have to try and lay foundations today so that the next day things won't be so difficult, if you know what I mean?<br />
The next thing I want to do is save money, which is really hard for me. I might actually use my blog to make a note of how much money I'm spending because in my head I know I'm spending too much (but I just usualy forget about it and think I'll save another day), but when it's written down infront of you, I might take a bit more notice.<br />
Watch this space!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006246636887270543.post-25118862969725223202010-04-20T23:33:00.005+01:002010-05-16T18:01:24.125+01:0020/04/2010 A New Me<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">To be honest nothing much has changed since I last wrote. </span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sam and I are doing sooo much better now we're not nailing that shit.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I'VE PUT ON TWO STONE! - But I'm happy about it.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have new idea's for jobs!</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I'm HAPPPPPYYYY </span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Right so my job ideas are a bit random. I got an email this week from someone offering to 'monetize' my blog by doing sponsored videos and posts, which I would like to do because I'm on the computer whenever I get a chance so I may as well make some money from it!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The other job is tutoring little kids Spanish. I've got A* GCSE Spanish so I'm sort-of qualified, and the money could be quite good.. Plus it won't be that hard teaching children how to say 'cat' and 'dog' in Spanish.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I also think you'll all be happy to know that MCAT isn't <em>hardly</em> in my life any more :)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">Not having anything though is making me eat like a pig - I forgot how much I LOVE food.. I'm healthy again at just under 8 stone. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Not much else to write.. Think I'm going leave it until I'm emotionally drained and need to vent before I write again, because this post seems boring to me..</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">See ya!</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0