Amelia’s last day

Monday wasn’t too bad and work this week has been alright. We’ve been busy on and off. I had lots of emails when I came in but surprisingly they weren’t things I had to follow up. They were emails I got included in but weren’t destined for me.

Tuesday I watched Doctor Foster. I can’t wait for the finale next week. Scarlett wore another new pair of pyjamas. She wore Batman one Monday. Today they were Superman [Superbaby).

Wednesday Scarlett’s Childs Farm bath stuff and hair stuff arrived in the mail. It’s so good for her eczema skin.

Thursday was long. I was so tired as I didn’t sleep very well Wednesday night. I’ve been catching a new show this week called Private Eyes. It’s quite good. I am just starting season 2 now. Our new virgin box was delivered this week. My mom set it up and it’s so good. It’s so quick and you can record and watch more shows than ever. Also the playback is much quicker than before. Our old box was 5 years old and it died when we were on holiday. Scarlett woke different batman pyjamas tonight as her ones from yesterday were wet in the morning, leaky nappy.

FriYAY!!! Today is Amelia’s last day in our team. The traitor is leaving to work in a different department, HR. Fair play to her for getting out, doing something new [and getting a better salary]. I am pleased for her and a little bit jealous lol we are going for a team lunch now. As it’s our last time.

Brett is coming down tonight. We were going on a date night tomorrow. Dinner and a movie. I can’t wait. We are watching Kingsmen 2.

TTFN x

 

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Hurricane Irma

I try not to discuss too much in detail about my friends. Privacy is paramount for a lot of people. However I would just like to say that my friend Rachel, a work colleague until recently, was in Cuba on holiday when Hurricane Irma hit. Suffice it to say, her and her partner had a very tough ride. They were evacuated from their original hotel, travelling 9 hours by coach. The new hotel they were at, the windows had to be boarded as the ferocious winds were going to bring them smashing inwards. Some even did as far as I know. They were holed up for days before managing to get a flight home. Well almost home. They flew into a different airport 3 hours away but thankfully arrived in one peace and are now back home, properly.

They are lucky they survived. Not everyone across the places it hit survived. It must’ve been so scary for them. The people they booked through, Thompson I think, were useless and they’re going to file a complaint. The only reason they were evacuated and got a flight home was down to the brilliant locals in the hotel etc.

I’m saddened by the aftermath of the Hurricane and wish I could do something to help. Being on the other side of the pond limits my power I guess.

TTFN x

16 years, never forgotten

I had the best weekend I’ve had in ages. It was really chilled. We barely got up to much and it was great. Brett got here at about 10:45pm. We opened the bottle of Prosecco he brought with him. We had a nice long catch up of our day and then we went up to bed. Scarlett woke up on Saturday at 8:15. I got her from her cot, brought her into my bed so she could see Brett. She climbed all over him and gave him kisses. I said I’d leave him for a bit, wake him in a bit. So I scooped her up and took her downstairs for a bottle and some teletubbies. We practised doing her puzzles. She is getting very good at them now. She had some breakfast then I dressed her and took her upstairs to wake Brett before putting her down for a nap. I woke her up at about 12:30 before my grandad arrived to drop us off at her swimming lesson. She did so well with the lesson, she remembered more than I expected and Brett managed to film a lot of the lesson as he was sat on the sideline watching. He had not been before so that was nice.

After swimming we walked to Farnborough Gate Retail Park for some lunch. It was nice having some family time, just the 3 of us. After lunch we walked to my Nan’s house. Scarlett loves going there because they have a garden she can play in [not that she managed to because it was raining]. She went down for a nap a 3ish and didn’t wake till almost 5. We had dinner at my Nan’s then we walked home. I did bath time and Brett did bottle and bed time. Then we took turns getting in the shower then we went downstairs and watched a movie. We watched the Seventh Son. Brett has never seen it. I watched it when pregnant. Good movie. We went to bed quite late which was silly as one of us has to get up with the toddler lol

She woke up at 8:45am which is an epic lay in for my little princess. We did bottle then woke up Brett. I made us all breakfast at 10am as we were headed out at about 10:30 to go visit my Gran. Brett has never met her so was about time. We stayed until about 12 then we left for home. I put Scarlett down for a nap and then we relaxed. It was nice having some one-to-one time as well as family time. When she woke up we got ready and headed out for some food. We went to town and had a nice meal at Poppins café. After we ate we took her to the soft play at the leisure centre. Brett kicked his shoes off and went in with her for half hour whilst I read my book [which I have now finished]. I was reading “A bucket list to mend a broken heart”. I couldn’t put it down.

We left town at 4ish. I put Brett’s phone on charge whilst he packed his stuff up then at 5:30 my Nan picked him up and dropped him to the train station. After he left I bathed Scarlett and then we snuggled watching teletubbies. She was really worn out after soft play so she asked to go to bed. So at 6:30 I made her bottle and took her up. By the time she had drank it, had a kiss and a cuddle and laid down it was 6:45. By 7:15 she was flat out. I tidied up the kitchen, took the recycling out, put away clean dishes from the draining board and washed up the dirty stuff. I put her toys away in the front room so there was space to hoover [Mom is doing that] and I then got ready for a bed and settled in front of the TV to catch up with Bitten. I managed 5 minutes before my phone rang and ended up on FaceTime with Brett for an hour and a half lol I don’t mind. When we hung up I carried on watching. By then my mom was home. We had a mini catch up then she went and got in bed. I watched the episode, then another and before I knew it was midnight so I crawled into bed and hoped I wouldn’t be too tired.

Today came and I was tired as expected lol I feel like I barely sleep even though my FitBit says I got almost 6 hours. I was just about on time to work. Bloody traffic and shitty weather. My work pal’s dog has gone missing. She was with her dog walker and she just ran off. She has been spotted but someone [it was shared on Facebook] but when my pals mom got there, she couldn’t see her. She hasn’t been seen since. The biggest worry is that the dog Izzy has epilepsy. And this can be triggered by stress/anxiety. She could have a fit if she is scared or the noise of the cars on the busy road. That is another worry. There is main roads near where she was last seen. She is a dog. They don’t have great road sense. I hope for my pals sake they find her soon.

Today marks 16 years since the fall of the twin towers. And since all those people died. I wasn’t there and I wasn’t remotely aware of the whole incident as I was only 10 and our school that day decided to keep us in the dark, which is understandable. But as I got older and learned more about it I realised what happened was such an awful, despicable thing. People lost their lives. Their lives. Families lost their loved ones. Firefighters, police officers, medical personnel, whoever the hell else – they did their utmost best to help everyone. A lot of “off duty” people rallied. They literally showed that United States is called “United” for a reason. We will never forget the people who died, were injured or even those who survived. Nor will we forget the helpers, the heroes and all those in between. We stand, united, as humans.

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TTFN x

Voting day

Yesterday [7th] my brother was down for a visit so we met for lunch. Myself, mom, Scarlett and my bro. We went to the Harvester near my work place. I tried Buttermilk fried chicken. It was delish. It tasted different to how I imagined. Definitely having it again. Scarlett had stuff from the salad bar as the kids meals are just too big for me (and are a waste of money). So she can cucumber, sweetcorn, a bread roll and some bacon bits lol then she had chicken from my place and some chips. They dropped me back at work. I had a banging headache so I was glad when 5pm came, quite quickly.

Today is the day we vote for a new Prime Minister. I have been torn because all the candidates haven’t said that much to sway me in either direction. However having done a bit of research, there is one party who have been upfront about their manifesto from the beginning and have costed everything, unlike the others who seem to be keeping everything secretive. And based on their manifesto, I am liking what they are proposing. There are things that directly impact me but not in a bad way. So I *think* I know who I shall be voting for later. We are going to vote once I finish work.

I am on lunch now. Going to watch an episode of NCIS whilst I eat.

TTFN x

I forgot to blog

Wednesday 31st:

My mother has taught my daughter how to say bugger. Thankfully it just sounds like “bubba”. But even so. She is naughty teaching her that lol

Thursday 1st:

June is here! Say what? The first half of the year has flown by but at the same time it has been so slow. Scarlett is 17 months old this month. Almost 1.5 years old. I think I can safely say she is a toddler now.

Friday 2nd:

Brett came down tonight. He got here at 10:30, so not too late compared to normal. We caught up with each other then got into bed. I had missed him even though we had had a massive row in the week.

Saturday 3rd:

We decided we would get the paddling pool out today if the weather was nice. It was. So we went to my Nan’s house for midday. Scarlett had an hour in the water [not that she got in. She just stood outside of it, playing with everything and throwing it in]. Then she had lunch then a nap. I sat outside most of the afternoon with my feet in the pool. Very cooling. We ended up having dinner at my nan’s. We had KFC. Haven’t had that in a long time as usually it doesn’t agree with my guts. We left afterwards. I bathed Scarlett and got her in her pyjamas then mom took over.

We left my house at 7:30ish for the bus to town. We then got another bus to the cinema. We had booked to watch Pirates of the Carribean: Salazar’s Revenge for 8:45pm in 3D. We saw my neighbours who offered us a ride home so that was nice of them. The film was good. I love Johnny Depp as Sparrow. We got home at 11ish.

I had turned my phone on after cinema and messages came through from pals. Apparently there had been an incident in London. Terrorism? There wasn’t vast amounts of details on the BBC news app [which I checked on our way home]. Apparently a car drove into pedestrians on the London Bridge and then further down in Borough Market they stabbed people in the streets. It wasn’t confirmed if it was a terror attack or whether there were fatalities. We went to bed and I thought of Scarlett, sleeping soundlessly in her, the horrors of the world unknown to her. Her biggest worry is when I tell her off or I don’t allow her to climb the stairs on her own.

Sunday 4th:

Today we woke and the story was: Terror attack in London has claimed the lives of 7 people and injured many more. Is it wrong that I really wanted to wake up to find it was just some poor chap under mental stress that did this? That it wasn’t terrorism related… I hate that we have had 2 attacks on British soil in less than 2 weeks. What is happening to MY country?

We went to my nan’s for Sunday dinner. Scarlett didn’t play much in the garden as it wasn’t as warm. We left for home in the early evening. Brett did bath time and then tried to put her to bed at 7ish. She took umbridge and would not go down for him. After 5 attempts she eventually realised that he was all she was getting, so she drank her bottle and went to sleep. I was cooking dinner so even if I wanted to “take over”, I had no intentions to. She is just so used to me putting her to bed every night. I have only not put her to bed a small handful of times. Such as the 2 days in July last year she stayed at my Dad’s. And the 1 night we went away in December for my work’s Christmas do. And 2 nights in February she was at my Dad’s. 1 night in April we were in Portsmouth. Any other day of her life I have been there to put her to bed. I am thankful that I can do that. I love our evening routine. I got in the shower after we ate and then we settled in bed with a movie. We watched The Huntsman 2. Brett hadn’t seen it whereas I had so when I felt sleepy, I didn’t mind falling asleep because I wasn’t missing anything lol

Monday 5th:

Back to work for me, and back to Nursery for Scarlett. I got up at 6:45, brushed my teeth and got dressed. Scarlett woke up at 7 so I went in and dressed her. I brought her into my room to say goodbye to Brett as he wouldn’t be there when we got back later. She wouldn’t go to him. She was being all silly. He had just woken up [I woke him] so he got the hump she wouldn’t say goodbye so I picked her up and went downstairs. We left about 7:20 to drop her off, then we had breakfast on our way to work.

Tuesday 6th [today]:

Yesterday marked 2 weeks since the Manchester bombing. Literally a fortnight has passed. Today we held a minutes silence at 11am for the fallen London victims. I really struggle to comprehend the world we live in at the moment. It makes me fearful of visiting “target” cities, such as London, Liverpool, Manchester etc.

On a better note, our first holiday is in less than 4 weeks. We have 27 days to go until we are going to Hastings for the week. I really hope the weather is dry if not hot. Dry is much easier to navigate as a non-driver, than the wet and cold weather. We have 9 weeks until Italy. That is exciting.

I have been looking at each destination we are staying/visiting for things to do. So far I have got this:

Verona:
Juliet’s House:
Everyone knows Romeo and Juliet’s balcony scene. “Wherefore art thou” and all that. Was it at this very balcony that these star-crossed lovers declared their undying love? Well, no. In fact, enterprising 20th-century locals tacked this balcony onto a mansion, sat back and watched the tourist “lire” roll in. But hey, why let the truth get in the way of a good story?

Castelvecchio:
Quite some doghouse. This impressive castle was built by mediaeval warlord Cangrande II, whose name means “big dog”. It’s a red-brick fortress crowned with funky crenulations that follow the battlements along Castelvecchio Bridge. In the end, Cangrande’s dog-eat-dog rule came to its logical end when he was killed by his brother in 1359.

Verona Cathedral:
Some people put a welcome doormat outside their door. Others hang a wreath. Maestro Niccolò, a 12th-century stonemason, went a whole lot further. Two snarling griffins flank the entrance to this cathedral. Above them stand ten prophets, four gospel emblems, three bible scenes, two holy warriors and a partridge in a pear tree. OK, we made the last one up. Still, beats a wreath.

Basilica of San Zeno:
Do you relish the Romanesque? Then this fine specimen will tick your architectural boxes. This basilica’s tough stone façade is an understated stunner. In the middle sits San Zeno’s trail-blazing rose window, used as a blueprint for much subsequent glasswork. The icing on the San Zeno cake is the stripy bell tower, poking skywards like a stack of stone Jenga.

A Secret Garden:
Just across the River Adige from the centre lies this hidden haven of peace. It’s a wonderful place to spend an afternoon, just wandering the beautifully manicured terraces or trying to crack the maze. Make sure you head up to the Belvedere garden for stunning views across Verona.

Views from Torre Lamberti:
See Verona from a different angle. This medieval bell tower is the place to come for the best views over the city’s squares and rooftops. There’s a spiral staircase, or you can whizz up in the lift. The views from the top are really incredible, but you’ll need a head for heights!

Piazza Bra:
Not your average village square. This massive cobbled piazza holds a Roman amphitheatre, several baroque palaces and a double-arched mediaeval gateway within its bosom. It’s also prime people-watching territory – tourists meander, street performers juggle and culture vultures flock to operatic soirees. Pull up a seat, order a spritz and gaze at human theatre in action.

Venice:
St Mark’s Square:
The colonnades, the bell tower, the column topped by a winged lion… it doesn’t get much more iconic than St Mark’s Square. This is the heart of Old Venice. Get there early to soak up the magic in total peace – just you and the square’s most famous residents, the pigeons. Then grab a quick macchiato from a nearby café and scale the Campanile bell tower for prime panoramas.

The Bride of Sighs:
Whoever said that Sighs doesn’t matter had clearly never been to Venice. This bridge is one of the city’s most iconic landmarks – a covered passageway wrought in gleaming Istrian limestone, hovering over the canal below. For one of Venice’s top romantic experiences, drift underneath on a gondola. Legend has it that a kiss with your beau at sunset will bring everlasting love.

Rialto Bridge:
“Will you marry me?” This legendary bridge has seen its fair share of marriage proposals over the years. It makes sense – once the daytime crowds have dissipated, there aren’t many more romantic spots. The stone steps, slanted colonnade and central portico are dreamily lit up after dark, providing the perfect stage for hearts to flutter and soar. Love is in the air!

Grand Canal:
Grand Canal – the clue’s in the name. This grandest of waterways is the prime place to soak up the majesty of Venice. Hop on a gondola and meander past magnificent mansions and lavish loggias that flaunt the city’s erstwhile riches. Keep your eyes peeled for the fabulous façades of Fondaco dei Turchi and Ca’ d’Oro, reflected in the ripples. The ultimate Venice experience.

Sacal Contarini del Bovolo:
Once you’ve taken your tourist snaps on the famous Rialto Bridge, enjoy a 10-minute walk to a lesser known spot, the Scala Contarini del Bovolo. This architectural marvel features an external spiral staircase that’s sure to leave you in awe!

Rome:
Capitoline Museums:
Not many museums can boast a tonne of Caravaggios, Titians and Rubens, yet still say that painting’s not its strongest suit. This collection of museums is best-known for its stunning sculptures. They include an iconic 5th-century BC bronze she-wolf that depicts Rome’s origins, the exceptionally well preserved “Dying Gaul”, and a whole host of intriguing, disembodied pieces from various sculptures down the ages.

Colosseum:
Picture this: you’re witnessing a bloody battle to the death, along with 80,000 screaming Romans. Mercifully, gladiatorial fights are a thing of the past but you’ll definitely be mentally transported to historic times with a visit to the Colosseum. The stone, brick and concrete structure has been standing since 80AD, constructed by order of the Roman Emperor Vespasian.

Trevi Fountain:
Much to the annoyance of his fellow gods who chose to simply materialise, Oceanus preferred to travel by cumbersome shell-shaped chariot. Constructed in 1762 at the height of the baroque, the Trevi Fountain is one of the world’s most elaborate – and romantic – fountains. The God Oceanus is the fountain’s centrepiece. Swimmers take heed: beware of the vigilant fountain police!

Pantheon:
The Pantheon has been a model of perfection for almost 18 centuries. Known for its perfect symmetry (the diameter of the dome is equal to the building’s height), it’s one of the most well preserved buildings of Ancient Rome – and an enduring symbol of architectural perfection. It’s also the resting place of King Vittorio Emanuele II, Umberto I and the artist Rafael.

Piazza Navona:
“Pope Innocent X was the king of 17th-century renovation, turning a disused stadium into a bustling square. Here you’ll find the extravagant Fountain of the Four Rivers by Bernini, whose arch-rival Borromini created The Church of St Agnes in Agone on the western side of the square. 17th-century drama aside, today Piazza Navona is home to many restaurants and cafés.
Piazza Navona, 00186 Roma, Italy”

Castel Sant’Angelo:
Hadrian was a vain emperor, building monuments to himself willy-nilly all over Italy. Hadrian’s mausoleum was originally constructed around 135AD and over time evolved into a fortress, castle … even a prison. Today it’s a museum containing sculptures, hidden causeways and ancient ruins. Ponte Sant’Angelo bridge has statues of angels sculpted by Bernini and his pupils.

Villa Ada Savoia:
This scenic spot in central Rome offers plenty of space for little legs to stretch with cycling, skating and a play area. Meanwhile, adults can relax under the shade of treetops.

We are staying in those 3 cities so hopefully we will see lots of sights. We are visiting Naples for one of the days we stay in Rome as Naples is only an hour away on the train. We want to sample the Napoli Pizza.

Just finished lunch now. Been reading lots lately. May actually hit my book challenge target this year. I need 3 more to be “on target”. Have read 6 out of 20 already.

TTFN x

Bank holiday weekend

Wednesday 24th:

Spent most of my day catching up with BBC news for more updates on the Manchester arena attack. More names were released over the victims who died. An 8 year old girl! What the actual fuck? She’s a child. Her life cut short. And to what end? What reason? I can’t even fathom what this world has come to! As a mother, this cut deep. 10 years from now, that could’ve been me and Scarlett at a concert. I cannot even begin to imagine what that poor little girls family are going through right now. All the families.

Thursday 25th:

2 years ago today I found out I was pregnant. I still remember it vividly to this day. I had been unwell with some kind of bug type thing and someone asked me if I was maybe pregnant? I laughed. Said of course not, I can’t get pregnant! Then I checked my period tracking app and realised I was in my “due on time frame”. I have very wonky periods. Some months I have a perfect 28 day cycle and other months I can wait 6-8 weeks for one. At this point I was on cycle day 34 so well within in my “I’m due on” frame. So I thought hmmm I’ll do a test. So I grabbed this cheap line one from my friend and did the deed. When I looked down I could not believe my eyes. Two lines. Albeit one line was faint. The positive line. But it was a line. I felt like I was on drugs. Everything was so surreal. I didn’t believe it. So I ended up taking another test the next day and the days after until I ended up making it “clearblue official” lol

Scarlett celebrates her 16 months today. She’s so cheeky and clever. She still only has 6 teeth but she’s definitely getting more. Hopefully soon.

Friday 26th:

Payday bitches lol spent £53 online at H&M on summer stuff for Scarlett. Got 20% off because I am a H&M member. Woohoo lol

Me and Amelia went for lunch at work together. We went to the harvester around the road. It was nice just us 2.

My mom worked the night so it was just me and Scarlett. The usual. I watched some tele, had a shower then read my book. I’m reading the latest Alex Cross book. I love it! I’ve read all 23 previous ones.

I came across a heart wrenching tribute on ITV before I went to bed. See below:

https://www.facebook.com/itvnews/videos/10154828722872672/
Saturday 27th:

Scarlett missed out on breakfast with me and mom as she wasn’t awake at 7:30 when mom got in from work with a McDonald’s breakfast. She woke up about 20 minutes after so she ended up just having a hash brown instead of a wrap. She wasn’t overly fussed tbh and she had a bottle, watched some teletubbies and then I put her up for a nap because she asked to go. She kept rubbing her eyes so I asked if she wanted a nap and she pointed at the stairs, got off my lap and walked to the stair gate. She didn’t settle in bed until about an hour after though. I listened to her talking to herself for ages. I watched NCIS from Friday and then I read more of my book. Scarlett settled and I must’ve fell asleep on the sofa because next time I know, the monitor is lit up and she’s crying. So I go up and sort her out. Get her dressed and off we go to my Nan’s house. As she hasn’t had lunch yet I defrosted her a shepherds pie but she wouldn’t eat it. She just wanted her bottle so I gave her some milk. Then she played. In and out the garden all day. She got her outfit soaking wet so I changed her into a new vest and a clean shirt so she could continue playing. We ended up staying for dinner then we came home.

She had a bath, watched 1 episode of teletubbies then up to bed she went with her bottle. She went straight to sleep as she had skipped her afternoon nap so she must’ve been shattered.

I’m watching 12 monkeys on Netflix and enjoying a quiet Saturday evening. Mom’s working tonight so again it’s just us 2.

TTFN x

My heart breaks for Manchester

Friday 19th:

We got to Brett’s at 6:45. Surprisingly Scarlett hadn’t napped on the journey. She was very tired but she perked up when we arrived. We had dinner and then she had a bath then went to bed. Brett was grumpy because he is trying to quit smoking and the withdrawal is obviously too much for him.

Saturday 20th:

Brett got up with us quite early (though I suspect it was under sufferance on his part). We had breakfast then I dressed Scarlett and we went out. We went to visit Brett’s cousins. When we got back home we had some lunch then Scarlett had a nap. We decided to go to the cinema later so we had our dinner and Brett sorted out Scarlett for her bath before we left. We watched “Guardians of the Galaxy: Volume 2”. It was brilliant. I am glad we went. Scarlett was very well behaved for his mom and went to bed at about 9ish. We got back at 10:45 and there was a film on tele. I was shattered [off energy drinks still] so I climbed into bed. I must’ve nodded off as Brett woke me up climbing into bed at 1:30am.

Sunday 21st:

Scarlett woke up at 5:30am. I gave her a bottle and put her back down for a nap. Once she was up again at 8 I got her some toast with fruit for breakfast. She ate it all then I dressed her. Once she was dressed I tackled the task of getting Brett up at a reasonable time. We went out at 10:30. We walked to his foster brother’s football tournament about 20 minutes down the road. I hadn’t prepared for sunny weather because, England. So Scarlett had no sun hat or shorts etc. I kept her in the shade but I got massively sunburnt. That’ll teach me lol we had pizza when the tournament was done then we got the train home. We were home by about 7ish. Scarlett had bath, bottle and bed. I chilled and caught up with tele.

Monday 22nd:

Back to work today. Was 8 minutes late because just as we were leaving at 7:30, Scarlett did an explosive poo through her tights and vest so I had to sort her out, undress, clean and then re-dress her in new clothes. Nightmare. So we were late leaving for work. I met Mom for lunch so we could do some food shopping. We had chicken for lunch. She dropped me back for 2pm. She picked me up at 5:10pm [made up my late 8 minutes]. Scarlett was bathed when we got in. I had my dinner and she stole one of my chicken fillets, little moo. I put her up to bed at 6:45 as she was getting grumpy but she wouldn’t go down. Her room was saying it was 26 degrees. Too hot. So I put her fan on and the room cooled. She was asleep by about 8ish. Mom and I watched tele together. We tried to share a bottle of rosé but I hate wine so I only drank half my glass [shocking I know]. I went to bed about 11ish.

Tuesday 23rd:

I woke up this morning to messages from American pals asking me if I was okay? Apparently some vile scumbags decided to bomb Manchester Arena last night after Ariana Grande’s concert. My pals were concerned as they have no clue how close or far I live to Manchester, and they’d seen the news reports [being hours behind the UK]. I assured them I was fine, so was Scarlett. Then I switched BBC on and looked at the news reports over what happened. My heart hurts for my country. For all the innocent people. For the teenagers/children who went to the concert not expecting anything more than just a fun night. The reports say that there are 22 confirmed dead and almost 60 people injured. I am in disbelief but at the same time it is almost “oh there has been a bombing incident, again”. It is scary that these events do not shock or surprise me anymore. Either I am numb to some of the BS in the world or I am just desensitised. However on the other hand I feel like bursting into tears at the drop of a hat. I have a child. This is her world. This is where she will grow up [if she is lucky]. How do I protect her from these things when they happen randomly? Like who knew that attending that concert may be the last thing they do? No one! I have a friend who lives nearby-ish. I am thankful she has a toddler same as me, was home and away from it. I can’t imagine what people must be going through today, those who have lost someone, those who’s friends/family are injured and those few who have missing people. My heart goes to them.

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I am on lunch and I am trying to block it all out by binging on Netflix with my headphones on.

TTFN x