Father’s Day 2017

Thursday 15th:

Weather is too warm for me. Considering I am a “summer baby”, I really cannot stand the heat. Scarlett has been “okay” with it, so far. Today she just went to bed in a vest. No pyjamas. I tried to take her duvet out of the cot but she wouldn’t let me. So I left it. And tbh she hasn’t been silly and had it over her, she just likes laying on it so hopefully she won’t overheat.

Friday 16th:

It’s FriYAY. Brett came down at 10pm. My nan picked him up from the station. I cooked him some scrambled egg and sausages as he hadn’t eaten. He and my mom had a mini row because she was watching tele and he asked me a question. She rudely told him to STFU and he didn’t like that so he told her to chill as it’s just a TV show, which made her worse and she told him to go if he didn’t like it because it’s “her house”. So he left. He walked back to the station. But he had left his stuff here so he came back and then decided he would stay so our weekend wasn’t ruined. Not bad, they made it over a year before coming to blows lol

Saturday 17th:

Scarlett woke up at 6am. I changed her nappy and gave her a bottle. Thankfully she went back down for a few hours. I went back to sleep but it was so hot that I tossed and turned a lot. When she got back up I gave her some breakfast and we played, read some books and danced. I took her up to get dressed and we woke Brett up. He got dressed and we headed to my Nan’s so Scarlett could play in her garden and the paddling pool. They had on their matching “Father’s Day” t-shirts [see below]. We had a nice afternoon then my Nan did a BBQ. We were going cinema [date night] so we left Scarlett there with my mom so we could go home, shower and go. We watched “The Mummy”. It was good and they’ve left it open for a sequel. We got home just after midnight.

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Sunday 18th [today]:

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Father’s Day 2017!!!

So Brett got a personalised picture cup, the hero t-shirt [as seen] and a shirt that says “Super Daddio” – this one hasn’t arrived yet though! He also got a personalised card. I let him have a good la in [although that aint anything special, he usually sleeps in]. I took Scarlett up the old folks home to see my Gran, with my mom and Nan. When we got back I woke him up and he had a shower and we left him to it. We were going out for dinner at 1ish so we just waited for him to come to my Nan’s. We left at 1:15 for our meal. Scarlett ate loads and played games with Brett [she was sat between us]. We all had a pudding. Scarlett had ice cream. I will have to forewarn the nursery as the ice cream wasn’t dairy-free so it will undoubtedly affect her nappies for a few days. And whenever she has explosions they always assume she sick. She isn’t lol

We went back to my Nan’s after dinner. Scarlett ended up in a pair of 5-6 years knickers and just a pair of shoes in the garden but she was having fun. We left at 4pm. I put her down for a nap as she was knackered. Brett and I laid on the sofa trying not to melt and Mom had a nap as she is working tonight. Brett got a lift to the station at 6:30 when my mom left for work. Scarlett had a bath at 6:30 and then I put her down at 7:30. She started to settle then was up crying so I brought her downstairs for a bit. Her room GroEgg was saying 31 degrees. Too hot! I managed to swap her shitty fan for my mom’s fan as hers is better. Her room temp dropped to 30 and she went back to bed and finally settled. I kept checking her on the monitor until I went to bed myself. Then I checked her properly. She didn’t feel “hot to touch” so I think she’ll be okay. Just in bed playing Domino’s on Facebook with my mom [who is on her break at work].

TTFN x

Sunday blues

Thursday 8th:

So we voted. Both myself and mom voted the same. Not because we copied. That’s silly. And totally not how thing should be. We voted the same because we believed in the same things. Not that it did us much good because the election ended with a hung parliament. It’s not all bad. But it’s not good either because we didn’t get enough seats for our party so god knows what happens next. A coalition perhaps?

My little brother was 14 today. 14! Where has that gone? I remember when he was a baby. I use to pick him up for a cuddle and play silly games with him. Now he’s 2 years into teenage-hood. What!?

Friday 9th:

I had a long day at work. I felt so tired. I usually get to Thursday/Friday and feel exhausted. It’s this energy-free life. It’s just not compatible with my brain lol but nonetheless I gave up energy drinks about 6 weeks ago and I haven’t died, yet, so I can’t quit now lol

I decided I didn’t want to spend another Friday at home doing nothing so I bathed Scarlett, got her into her pyjamas and slippers then we headed to my nan’s house. She usually entertains on a Friday as her brother and his other half always come over for a cuppa tea and a chat. We ended up getting home for 9:30 and Scarlett went to bed at 10pm, 3 hours past her bedtime. She did really well. She only started to complain when it got to 9ish and she was REALLY tired!

She wasn’t feeling very well in the night. She woke up with a fever (teething I think) so I had to give her calpol, teething gel and a bottle. She was up from 3am until almost 6am. She eventually settled.

Saturday 10th:

She woke up at 8ish but didn’t stir fully and ended up going back to sleep. So did I. And eventually we surfaced at 10:30am. I don’t think she was right as rain yet because she got up and had breakfast then she cried to go back to bed so I gave her more calpol and put her back down at 12. She slept until 3pm. When she woke up she seemed much happier. We went out for dinner with my mom at 4:30 then did a quick food shop before heading home as mom had work. Scarlett was in bed by 7:30. Didn’t hear much from her except some coughing. Bless her!!!

Sunday (today):

She woke up at 8ish. She had a bottle then a bit later she had some breakfast with a cup of tea. She couldn’t get any more like my family if she tried lol I put her back down for a nap about 10ish. She slept until almost 12. Then we headed to my nan’s. I let her walk. No stroller! She did really well considering the distance and her short legs. Originally we weren’t going for dinner. But we ended up having dinner, pudding and after her playing in and out the garden all day, we went home at 6ish. She had a bath then she watched teletubbies. Then I made her a bottle at 7 and down she went. I heard her cough a bit but she’s alright.

I have been binge watching NCIS lately. I love it. I’m officially following season 7 (having seen the previous seasons in sequential order) but I dipped into season 9 tonight, the finale, after catching 2 episodes previous to it that were good.

I’m also reading. I’m still reading Limitless but I’m 70-something percent done so yay!

Work tomorrow. I bet the week drags balls. And I bet the weather outside our office window all week is blue skies and sunshine lol

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

Monday migraine

Tuesday 9th:

Nothing exciting happened. Work. Home. Tele with mama. The usual.

Wednesday 10th:

Mom’s last night before she goes away so her and her boyfriend had dinner when he got there. I’d already eaten something else before that.

Thursday 11th:

Mom and her boyfriend flew to Cyprus today. She did the normal routine of driving me to work and dropping Scarlett at nursery. My grandad picked me up from work and I had dinner at their house before walking Scarlett home. Night 1 alone was a success. She went to bed normal time. I caught up on tele and then went to bed myself.

Friday 12th:

My manager told me I could leave work at 4:30 instead of 5pm as a thank you for manning the office. It felt naughty packing up and walking out. But I do appreciate the sentiment. I quite enjoyed being on my own for 1.5 days. I got a lot a fair amount done as I felt free to do it all in my own stride.

Saturday 13th:

We stayed indoors in the morning. I got some chores done. At lunch we popped to town so I could get my haircut. Scarlett was so well behaved. She sat in her stroller next to my seat at the salon, and just happily ate her carrot stick crisps whilst I had my hair washed, cut and blow dried. They were really impressed with her.


After my haircut we grabbed some lunch in BK and she shared my chicken and chips. Then we headed to my nan’s for a cuppa. We ended up staying for dinner. I had egg for the first time in almost 2 years. I went right off it when I was newly pregnant because it made me nauseous. I had some and I didn’t feel sick. However I also didn’t particularly enjoy eating it. So I think I’ll leave egg out for the foreseeable.

Sunday 14th:

Had a bad head when I woke up. I took some paracemtol but it didn’t shift all day. We went for a carvery with my grandparents and my nan’s brother (my great uncle) and his partner. Scarlett ate a lot, she loves peas and runner beans. We went back to my uncles house after for a cuppa and scarlett explored their front room. My grandad dropped us back home and my nan went off to my cousins baby shower.

Scarlett had some fruit for dinner (more like supper) and then bath, bottle and bed. She’s so good. I really can’t fault her. Even if she is a little monkey and climbs EVERY DAMN THING lol

I had a shower after she went to bed then I tidied up the lounge, washed up our dirty plates etc and then caught up on tele. I finally finished watched the season finale of Vampire Diaries. Can’t believe it’s over for good. How can they do that to me lol

Monday 15th (today):

Woke up with a seriously bad head so I called in sick. Sent Scarlett on her way to nursery and climbed back into bed. I felt a bit better when I got back up. I had something to eat then I did some more tidying up. Whenever I’m off sick, if I am able, I try to be productive. I hate just sitting around.

Scarlett got dropped off at 4:30. She went straight in the bath and then we played together for an hour or so. At 6:15 she wanted to go to bed so I made her bottle and took her up. She fell about 7ish when I was cooking my dinner.

I’m just watching some tele. The house is clean. The washing is almost done. Her bag for nursery is packed.

TTFN x

5 months in

So we didn’t end up going to Godstone farm on Saturday :(

Saturday 29th:

I woke up in the early hours after tossing and turning all night. I felt sick. Scarlett had woken up because she had a dirty nappy. My stomach was already turning and the smell didn’t help. By the grace of god I managed to change her without hurling but I knew I was seconds from doing so, so I slammed the stair gate shut and pegged it into the toilet. I tried to shut Scarlett out but she was right behind me, hanging off my legs. I was sick. I cleared up and turned round. She was giving me the most judgmental look. I was like “it isn’t self inflicted this time”. I went into the bathroom to wash up, brush my teeth etc and I was sick again. This time there was blood. I won’t lie, it did freak me out a bit and it brought back memories of what I was newly pregnant. I ended up in hospital for 3 days because I coughed up blood. My throat was sore from being sick so quickly so I assumed I had damaged my throat – hence the blood. I woke my mom up so she could take over with Scarlett. She sorted her a bottle then put her back down for a nap. I went back to bed.

I woke up about 10ish and I felt better, surprisingly. I avoided having any food. I just had some water. My mom said she planned to take Scarlett out as planned but not to Godstone Farm. She said she was going to take her to a nearer one so we got ready and went to the Trilakes nearby. Apart from being exhausted and not feeling able to walk too much without sitting down, we had a good afternoon. Scarlett loved looking at everything and we even managed to convince her to feed the goats.


We went to my nan’s after for a cuppa tea and then we went home. Scarlett had dinner, bath and went to bed. I had my dinner and then after I watched Riverdale on my iPad I went to bed. Must’ve fell asleep by about 9pm [fitbit says so].

Sunday 30th:

We were going out so we got up and had breakfast. Scarlett was cleaned up [messy breakfast] then I dressed her. We got in the car and off we went. It took us 90 minutes to get to East Grinstead. Not too bad. We were going to this bus thing. My mom’s boyfriend loves old buses and stuff, and they do these “shows”, where you can get on one [free of charge] and ride it there and back. Scarlett did really well with them but as mom had told me not to bring the stroller, she was tired after she had her lunch in the cafe. Usually I would walk her round for a bit whilst she slept and I couldn’t. Next time I will do that. She did really well though. We went on a total of 5 buses [I think].


We went to the Wetherspoons for dinner. I had a hotdog and chips, with cheesy garlic bread. Scarlett shared my dinner, plus she had her fruit. She was SHATTERED! I changed her nappy before we got back in the car to head home. She was flat out snoring 10 minutes after we set off. She slept for over an hour. It was a danger nap [past 5pm] but it is a weekend, I don’t mind. I don’t see her much in the week because of working, and her going to bed at 7pm.

Monday 1st May:

So it is May. Where has the last 5 months gone? I feel like I have blanked and boom, almost half way through the year. I would say time flies when you’re having fun but I haven’t been in the best place recently to agree.

Scarlett got up at a normal time. She had a bottle, then played for a bit. Then she had some breakfast. I put her down for a nap shortly after and whilst she napped I watched some NCIS. When she got up we put our shoes on and headed out. We were going for dinner with my grandparents and it was 11:15 when she woke so I figured we might as well go round early, and she can play. So we did.

We went for dinner at 1ish. We went to the Harvester. Scarlett did really well considering she usually has her lunch at 12-12:30. She had cucumber, sweetcorn and bacon bits from the salad bar. Then she had cheesy garlic bread [deffo my kid] which was mine that I shared. She had char-grilled chicken strips with chips and peas for her main. She ate all the peas, some chicken and a few chips. She did so well. For someone so small she eats so well. After the harvester we nipped into Morrison’s and she wandered with my nan whilst I grabbed some bits. I got her some summery bits for our holidays. It will be hot in Italy, in the height of August, and it MAY be warm in July – we will have to see.

I am back to work tomorrow. I hate that Saturday felt like a write-off because I wasn’t well. We are off Friday because we are going to the Harry Potter studio tour in London. I went in 2014 and it was fab. They have changed a lot and added a lot to it so I am excited for that.

TTFN x