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Tuesday, 12 May 2015

Bucket List

You don't have to spend a lot of money to create wonderful memories for children. Just quality time and lots of love.
I've been thinking of things I want to do with the kids, some of the things I remember doing as a child. And these are my favourite of my childhood memories. 

So here it is, My list of things I want to do with the Kids before they become adults. I'll add to it as things come to me and tick off what we do. 


*Visit London
*Go on the London Eye
*Buckingham Palace
*Picnic in Hyde Park
*Buy a big British hat and pop up map, and get in the map.

*Play Pooh Sticks
*Skim Stones
*Rock Pooling
*BBQ on the Beach
*Climb Rivington Peak
*Roll Easter Eggs down Avenham Park
* Enter Easter Egg Decorating Competitions
*Watch the Sunset from Blackpool Pier with a bag of chips
*Liverpool Docks
*Duck Marine
*Ferry on the Mersey
*Edinborough Castle
*Visit Lanark Loch 
*Road Trip to France
*Visit Lands End
*Camping in a Tent
*Paddling in a River
*Butlins Holidays
*Beacon Fell
*Martin Mere
*Adventures in the Woods
*Visit a Diary Farm
*Visit Petting Farm

*Central Perk Coffee Shop (Liverpool)
*Walk along river in Chester
*Boat on the River in Chester


I hope I provide you with some inspiration, please comment and leave me some ideas and inspiration x

Sunday, 10 May 2015

Thomas Land - My Favourite Photo.

We took Oliver to Thomas Land at Drayton Manor a couple of weeks ago for his birthday. 

He loved it...
This is my Favourite Photo from the day (and trust me, I took loads).

This is when Oliver first realised where he was. He saw Thomas and got very excited! He was hopping from one foot to the other, jumping up and down and shouting Hello Thomas! I think I filled up at how happy we made our Big Man! 

The rides where fantastic! There was only 2 rides Oliver wasn't allowed on and 1 more that Ava wasn't allowed on, but there was plenty of rides that they were allowed on. 

We took Percy to the Spencer Play Area. 

Had a play and our picnic and went on the Dinosaur Trail, then took Thomas back to the main theme park. 

We saw Cranky..

And the Fat Controller...

We met Toby and Rosie and Gordon...


All in all, we had a fantastic day! I would definately recommend it if you have a little Thomas Fanatic!

I thought Thomas Land alone was worth the money we paid to get in, but you have full access to the whole of Drayton Manor and Drayton Manor Zoo. 

We booked online a week before we went and paid...

Adults £20
Oliver (3years old) £5
Ava (under 2) Free

Car Park £3

But don't forget the M6 toll which we had to use to get there..£5.50 each way. 

Vicki x





Ava's OOTD



Blue Demin Tunic and Pink Legging Set
From Primark £8. 

Sofia The First Slippers
From Asda £6.



Wednesday, 6 May 2015

The A-Z of Me


A) I have a beautiful daughter. Her name is AVA.
B) One of my favourite past times as a child is Baking with my Nana. We used to bake Fairy Cakes every Tuesday or Saturday. I enjoy introducing my babies to baking. So far we have made gingerbread.
C) Chocolate is my biggest weakness. I find it almost impossible to say no to Chocolate.
D) I love Disney! Probably more than the average six year old. My favourite holiday ever was Disney World in Florida. When I was 25 years old!
E) I have two Half Sisters, one called Emma and one called Emily. I don't see  Emily but I'm very close to Emma.
F) My favourite TV show is Friends. I've probably watched every episode about twenty time but could still watch it over and over. My favourite episode is when Ross and Rachel finally get together "see he's her lobster"
G) When I was younger I believed that Gnomes came to life at night (a little like Gnomeo and Juliet) 
H) I am a Home bird. Home is my favourite place in the world. 
I) I am very rarely ILL but when I am, I am. I'm useless and take to my bed. 
J) My Nana Jose is my rock! I don't know where I would be without her. I dread the day she is no longer. 
K) I have a massive box of Keepsakes for my babies and I Keep everything from shoes clothes photos, leaflets of days out. 
L) I am in Love with my wonderful Fiancé. As much as when we first met! I believe it's for the long haul!
M) I didn't used to get on with my Mum, usual teenage rebellion. Now I love her to pieces and don't know what I'd do with out her. 
N) I work in a Nursing home. I love my job. Not many say that but I do. 
O) My Beautiful Handsome Son is called Oliver.
P) I am from Preston. I think it's a lovely place but the traffic is horrendous! (And I don't even drive)
Q) My favourite Quote is, "Always Remember you are Braver than you believe, Stronger than you seem and Smarter than you think" from Winnie The Pooh. AA Milne. 
R) I love Reading. It is one of my favourite hobbies. I can get completely lost in a good book and lose track of time. 
S) Spring is my favourite season. Summer is too hot and winter is too cold. I like the in between seasons.
T) When I was younger my favourite Teacher was Mrs Clayton. Unfortunately I found out she passed away from Cancer, a few years after I left the school. 
U) I've been to University but dropped out. I hope to return one day.
V) My name is Victoria. I don't like it.
W) I was picked on at Primary School. One girl used to go round telling everyone I was a Witch, because I wore tights so that people wouldn't see my pointy toes! It's laughable now but at the time it wasn't.
X) In music class I often played the xlophone. 
Y) Yellow is probably one of my least favourite colours. 
Z) Zzz I Love my Zzz's. 

That was hard!
Now it's your turn whoever wants to do it.

Vic x

Thursday, 30 April 2015

Tips for getting Toddlers to eat Veg

Toddlers are fussy little eaters. And mine are no exception! I did my best to get him to like vegetables. Oliver was weaned on a wide variety of different vegatables. He loved broccoli, broccoli was his favourite along with carrots swede turnips. 

At one time he loved mash potato, every meal had to have mash with it, then all of a sudden over night he refused mash, Wouldn't even look at it. One day he'll eat all his meat and not touch his potatoes, next it's his potatoes and not his meat. One day he loves pasta next he
Won't touch the stuff. One day he loves rice next it's all over the floor!

Same with my little lady, one day she loves peas, she will pick them up one by one and eat them one by one and clear her plate then all of a sudden she doesn't want them and they're all over the floor in disgust at giving them to her. She loves broccoli at the moment though. 

Oliver loves fruit and hates veg, and Ava is the opposite.

Can never win!

I have picked up a few tricks in my attempt to get veg down them. 

If I make a spag Bol/ lasagne, risotto, text I pack it full of grated veg such as courgettes, carrots, broccoli, mushrooms and butternut squash, so that it's spoon easy to eat.

I find that homemade soups such as...

Leek and Potato
Carrot and Butternut Squash
Mushroom...



Go down a treat with some Kingsmill Tasty Whole meal Toast.

My kids also seem to like raw veg such as carrot sticks and yellow peppers to chomp on throughout the day. 

I also change the size of the pieces I give depending on changing moods. 

I don't let them think they've got away with not eating veg. Even when I packy spag Bol full of grated veg I will stick some more on the side and try and insist that they eat it. 

I would love to hear more suggestions on feeding fussy toddlers so get in touch.

Vicki and Family x

Quick and Easy Slimming World Tea


Slimming World Chips
(Syn Free)
Peel and Cut potatoes into chips, place in a pan of water and bring to the boil, simmer for 5-10 mins then drain and place on a baking tray. Sprinkle with salt and spray with fry lite. Preheat oven to 200 degrees and cook in oven for 30-45mins.

Poached Chicken
(Syn Free)
Dissolve two chicken stock cubes in a pan of boiling water and place in the chicken breasts. Turn down and simmer for 20mins.

Steamed Veg
(Speed)

Mushy Pea Gravy
(Syn Free)
Melt one chicken stock cube into 200ml of boiling water mix with one can of mushy peas and simmer for 3-5 mins.
(Tastes like gravy on top of veg)

Verdict
I loved it!
Kids, Oliver ate his chips and chicken
Ava ate her chips and broccoli and few pieces of chicken. 

Wednesday, 22 April 2015

Beauty Tips on a Budget - #1 - Spots

I am a 30odd year old mummy and I still get spots!
These are my tricks I have learnt over the years on treating, getting rid and covering up spots. 
I am by no means a beauty expert - this is just what ive picked up and leant over the years that works for me. 

Most of my spots are either hormonal and pop up at a certain time of the month or due to forgetting to take my makeup off. I know - one of the worst sins in beauty (slap my wrists now) but it happens quite a bit due to falling asleep on the sofa most nights and only waking up enough to crawl upstairs have a pee, brush my teeth and crawl into bed. 

So here are the products I use...


St Ives fresh skin Apricot Scrub



Sudocrem (yes! The nappy rash cream)



Nivea face cream depending on the time of day, either the daily express hydration primer or the regenerating Night Cream.



Rimmel BB Cream

Rimmel Wake Me Up Concealer

Collections Loose Powder.



Firstly when I get a spot/spots, I use the StIves Apricot Scrub and scrub at the area with my fingers to take off the spot if possible. Then I pat dry with a towel and apply a big dollops of sudocrem to the area. If I'm staying in I will leave a big dollop on my face, (unless my babies come and lick it off my face) adding more when I go to bed. 

If I am going out I will take off the sudocrem when I start to get ready and moisturise with my Nivea Daily Essentials Express Hydration Primer,  not neglecting the spot area. I find that moisturising the actual spot doesn't make it worse and makes the skin Softer for the next time I scrub at it and more likely to come off. 

Next step is to conceal, I don't have a favourite concealer but Rimmels wake me up concealer in soft beige, is the one I'm using at the moment and I do like it. To me a concealer is a concealer, of it conceals then great of it doesn't then find another. This one works for me. Over my
Concealer I use my Rimmel BB cream in light and then over the top of that I put a touch of loose powder to set it all
In place. 

That is my beauty tip on getting rid of spots or just covering them up. Hope I've given some tips and advice...I would love to hear yours... Xxx

Wednesday, 15 April 2015

Slimming World Mushroom Soup

Ingredients:
Fry lite
1x Clove of Garlic
1x Onion
2x Potatoes
500g Mushrooms
1.5L Veg Stock

Method:
Chop and dice all ingredients.
Fry the onion and garlic in fry lite until soft then add the mushrooms and potato and fry until the mushrooms start to sweat. Add the stock, turn down the heat and Simmer for 20 mins. Then blend and season to taste. 

Tuesday, 14 April 2015

The Netflix Tag

I have a love/hate relationship with Netflix. There are things I love about it and things that get on my nerves so much that I can't be arsed with it! So I thought I would do the Netflix Tag. I havnt actually been tagged but hey ho does it matter?



So here goes..

My all time favourite:

Orange is the New Black
I love it, I read the book! (Did you know it's based on true story?) it has me in absolute stitches. My favourite character is "crazy eyes" she makes me laugh smile and cry! I can't wait for season 3 to start, I'm getting slightly impatient for it! (12th June btw).

Current Addiction

The Good Wife
I never thought it would be my cup of tea really but I was bored one night and browsing Netflix when noticed it had Matt czucry (Logan from Gilmore Girls) in so I thought I'd give it ago and I was hooked from the first episode. I'm still on the first season and it excites me that there are 5 seasons (easily pleased).

Wish List

Seeing as I lost Comedy Central when we downgraded our virgin package (we just couldn't justify paying for the XL package when all we watch from it was Comedy Central) FRIENDS is my biggest wish on my wishlist! I miss it! I've lost count of how many times I've seen every episode but it still makes me laugh. I quote Friends in everyday life. (Some people get some don't). I probably get most of my useless knowledge from Friends. 

Gilmore Girls, it's easy watching and comforting. And again I get a lot of my useless knowledge from it. (Plus there's Matt Czucry to look at).

If only I had American Netflix, the lucky things have these!!

The O.C
Veronica Mars
(Just some old favourites)

Pet Peeve.

Now this is where I get to the bit that annoys me about Netflix. There is no sensible order to the Menu! Things pop up repeatedly. Why does it suggest things in every column? There's probably loads I could watch but I have to sift through about 20 columns of the same suggestions! Ahhhh! They could make it a whole lot easier!

Marathon Essentials

Drink (tea)
Snacks (Chocolate)
A comfy sofa/ bed
A pillow 
A Blanket
Onsie

My List
The Good Wife
Orange is the New Black
Once upon a Time
Heroes

Beaches
22 Jump Street
Where the Heart is 
Invincible

So that's my Netflix Tag hope I have given you some inspiration and if you have any recommendations for please get suggesting I need more to watch!

Sunday, 12 April 2015

I Hope I am as fit and Healthy at 80

Last night was my Grandmas 80th birthday party. It was a great night and my Grandma loved every minute of it. The function room in the pub where it was held was absolutely packed out just showing how popular and what an amazing woman my Grandma is. There was music, DJ'd by my talented cousin. There was food, catered for by my aunt and uncle who own and run a pub/restaurant, I opted for the butter pie with loads of red cabbage and a slice of bread. There was cake, baked by everyone who remembered to bake, I sadly forgot that my sister had asked me to make my gingerbread men (slap my wrist) until I got there. There was alcohol, well it was a pub! There was dancing. My 80 year old Grandma was actually showing all her grandchildren how to dance! 

She has a routine for Pharrell's Happy! Amazing! She was definitely showing us up. Family turned up from all corners of the country, and there was no dramas! Which is brilliant with such a large family.

My Grandma is an amazing lady. She is a catholic girl through and through. She goes to church every Sunday she is involved with the committee. She has 8 children. 18 grandchildren, 8 step grandchildren, and 6 great grandchildren. She was originally a ballet teacher and owned her own studio which is actually where she gave birth to my dad. She gave it up to become a mother at home. She took on her sisters children when she couldn't cope. Her husband worked away as a university lecturer so she more or less brought the children up herself. She finally left her husband after quite a bad marriage. 

She is very active and has a better social life than me. She attends a keep fit class every week, she can touch her toes and skip with a skipping rope! She has no medical problems apart from diabetes which she controls with here diet.  I hope I'm as fit and healthy as her when I am 80.

Happy Birthday Grandma
Love from me CJ and the kids. Xx

Sunday, 5 April 2015

Our Easter Weekend - In Photos

Day1 Good Friday
Mummy was working a 12hour shift 

Day2
We met up with mummy's friends Auntie Sue, Andy and Jack, and Auntie Jenny and Dan, in town and went for a wonder through the Lancashire Markets on friar gate. Then we wondered on down to Avenham had a play on the playground before heading through towards the continental pub by the river! It was a lovely warm day and the sun was out. Daddy met us there when he finished work. 


Beautiful Japonese Gardens at Avenham Park.


Playground Fun



Let's go Walking Mummy


Chocolate For Breakfast - definately my Children!


I hope you all had a lovely Easter weekend! Mummy is working tomorrow (Easter Monday) so my weekends over but hopefully the kids will have fun with Daddy! 

Lots of Love VJ and Family 
Xxx






Thursday, 2 April 2015

GingerBread Recipe


Ingrediants

350g Plain Flour
2tsp Ground Ginger
1tsp Bicarnonate of Soda
100g Butter
175g Soft Light Brown Sugar
1 Egg
4 tbsp Golden Syrup



1) Preheat Oven to 190 degrees Celsius/ Gas Mark 5
2) Put the Flour, Ginger and Soda into and bowl and rub in the butter.
3) Add the Sugar and Stir in the Syrup and egg to make a dough.
4) Roll out to about 5mm thick and cut out shapes. (Gingerbread Men)

5) Place the shapes onto some grease proof baking paper evenly spaced and place in the fridge for 20 mins...this will allow the shapes to set so the won't spread and misshape in the oven 


6) Place in the Oven and Bake for 10-12 mins.
7) Take out of the oven and leave to cool before decorating.

8) Enjoy!

Cleaning up afterwards! 

Made with Love x




Wednesday, 1 April 2015

My apologies for absense and Update

I have been absent from my blog for about 6months and I want to apologise for this. The biggest reason is that my writing skills are possibly none existent. The little reasons are having something else to do in the evenings. I tend to flit from one hobby to another, weather it be watching tv/films, crochet, reading or early night and focus on this hobby until I fancy doing something else. I can read three books in a row, then be unable to get into another book for ages, or finish a crochet project and not have another for a while. Finish a tv series on Netflix and not be able to get into another. My fiancée is at home more in the evenings so I have more distractions.

I enjoy blogging though. I enjoy reflecting on a memory and situation and telling the world about it.
I enjoy looking back on my past posts and remembering something I've been through. So I have made some resolutions for my blog.

1) I am going to blog about the real stuff, the real family stuff that happens. The memories good and bad so I can reflect and learn. About being a mummy, about my babies, my family, lifestyle, beauty.
2) I am going to post twice weekly Sunday's and Wednesday's.
3) I am going to plan and write posts in advance for when I can't post.
4) Read more blogs and interact more with other bloggers and get involved in the blogging community.

Looking forward to getting back into blogging.
Love from Vjmummy x

Friday, 10 October 2014

The Power of Reflection

Last week I applied for a promotion at work. It was a big leap, I knew with a struggle I'd be able to do it I just had to fight my ass of in interview to get it. I ummed and arred for ages about whether of not i should apply for it. I discussed it with my line manager who said she had every faith in me and she would miss me (as it meant changing departments) but she gave me a glowing reference and told me to go for it.
I talked it through with CJ who told me to go for it. It's worth a try and if I dont get it then its not the end of the world. It's not like we need it, as I have a job. I felt silly applying for it, that people would laugh at me for thinking I'd get it. I thought they wouldn't take my application seriously and I wouldn't even get an interview.
Everyone talked me down, said I was being silly for thinking this. CJ helped me fill in my application and write my letter. Then I handed it in. There was no going back, although I did contemplate ringing them up and withdrawing my application.
I heard of one girl getting one of the positions and thinking if she can do it, I certainly can.

Then I got a phone call off the manager bringing me in for an interview. My heart was in my mouth, I did so much preparation I was feeling confident. I was nervous as nervous gets going to the interview but just nerves. I did so much preparation I was feeling confident and even thought I might get it.

Then I got to the interview, which wasnt an interview at all, but basically I'd been called in for them to tell me I hadn't got it, they explained about the nature of the job and thought that by giving it me they would be setting me up to fail. They didnt ask me a single question, apart from how many hours do I do and if I do set days. The rest was talking at me and making me feel small and inadequate. I felt stupid that I'd even applied and a complete idiot for,thinking I was in with a chance.

I was given two options...
1. I could move to a different department, gain experience and knowledge working in the current position I'm in and see where I am in six months time. 
They are currently in the process of rotating staff around departments for skill mix, and this to me felt like it was their way of moving me but making it my decision and under the pretence that it would enhance my experience, but then I'd get nowhere and be on a department I hated. Thinking about this it felt like they were setting me up here. Knowing I wouldn't like it on that department and that I would request to leave and therefore sabotaging my chances.

2. I could stay were I am and if a more senior role came up in my department then I would be considered for it. They would put me through for some training and I would work with the senior staff to develop my skills. 

I went home, I phoned CJ and told him the short version, that I hadn't got the job and they hadn't even interviewed me for it. Then I went home and climbed into bed with my piece of paper they'd given me with my options, I curled up under the duvet and I have to admit I burst I to tears. Just because I felt stupid for getting my hopes up and thinking I could do it, when obviously they think I can't. They obviously think of me as a measly part time worker who comes in gets the job done and goes home. A minion. I'm just a number to them. They don't deal with me day to day and don't know what I am capable of.

I went into work today and discussed it with my line manager, I told her what was said and she said she would work with me to train me up and develop my knowledge and skills so that when and if a position does come up in our department I'll be ready for it.

I gave it some thought and decided on the staying put option. I like my department and I like the people.. I told the manager my decision and let her know that I'm serious about wanting to be considered for the position when one becomes available., I've also discussed it with CJ and decided that if the position passes me by again, I will be looking else where for a job.

Anyway I'm supping my sleepy time tea and chilling out before bed.
Looking forward to seeing my babies in the morning.
At least I know there is one job I am good at.
Being a mummy.
Lots of love VJ and Family 
xx




Saturday, 4 October 2014

Sibling Rivalry


My children, they look like butter wouldn't melt. They look so sweet and angelic..






...and then they wake up.

There are the odd times when they get on, they play together. They laugh together. This is rare!!! Most of the time they tolerate each other, barely giving each other a passing thought until one of them gets a toy that the other one wants and all hell breaks loose. Fighting, screaming, crying, tantruming,  pushing, hair pulling the works. Then there are the times they full on hate each other, this usually occurs when either one or both are tired, cranky or poorly. 

If one is getting attention, then the other wants attention but they both want undivided attention, at the same time. If one is on mummy's knee and the other wants to come up on mummy's knee, they push shove and kick the other out the way to get to me and to be the only one there.

If I make a drink and hand one to one the other will whinge til they get there's. Even if they can see it in my hand ready to give to them.

Which ever cup I give to OJ is the wrong cup. He wants the one AJ is gona get. If I give him the pink one, he wants the blue one. If I give him the blue one he wants the pink one. 

Same with food, if I give him one plate he wants the one that's being given to AJ. Doesn't matter that it exactly the same down to the number of peas. He wants AJ's. AJ must be getting the better deal.

AJ was bought a doll for her birthday, OJ wanted to play with it first to see if it is any better than his toys before he'll "let her" play with it.

They are two and one, this sibling rivalry can only get worse in my view, I just hope it lets up once in a while and they can actually get one and play together from time to time.
Neither gets any special treatment, or more attention than the other, they are treated the same but what the other gets, always seems better.

Tuesday, 30 September 2014

What does September mean to me

September is my birthday. The month I turn old every year! 

September means the end of summer and the beginning of autumn. 
Crunchy leaves on the ground. 


Blackberry picking. Scavenging for conkers and acorns. 


Spinning jennys. Days getting shorter and nights getting longer. The smell of autumn, the crisp, fresh air. The promise of what's coming next...Halloween and bonfire night, Christmas and new year! The only things that make winter bareable! 

I like snow when it first comes then when the novelty wears off I just want my flip flops back on. The slush and the slipping and sliding everywhere. Not being able to get anywhere with a pram. Being stuck in with the same four walls. By January 2nd I just want summer. The novelty of winter warmsies and wellies and scarfs and hats has worn off and  I just want my flip flops back on! 

When I was younger, September was when I first started getting excited for Christmas. My birthday had been and gone and that's when I got the argos catalogue out and started my letter to Father Christmas. The time between my birthday and Christmas is a magical time. Hope and wishing and wondering. I hope to make Christmas magical for my babies! 


September 2014...

This month I turned 31... Shock horror, apparently I don't look it but I bloody feel it at times. 

OJ started his chatterbox group. 



CJ started a new(ish) job. Nearer home, and better shift patterns. So we get to spend some quality time together. (And maybe have a social life)

OJ is starting nursery (well it'll be October technically when he starts but we've been making arrangements and planning in September.

AJ has learnt to "cruise" around furniture.

OJ went I to a big boys bed.


September has been a good month.
Hope everyone else had a good September.

Lots of Love
Vic and Family 




Mummy had a melt down - then we went to the Park

This morning I had a little mini melt down......

Just a little one....

I will start at the beginning... 

Last night I had a really bad night with AJ. She just would not sleep and would not let me sleep. She went to bed as usual at 6.30 and went to sleep fine. Then she woke up at 8.30 and there was no getting her settled back down to sleep. I gave her calpol, a drink, a (breast)feed, a cuddle, daddy gave her a cuddle, we played her Mozart (which normally works miracles), but she was having none of it so at 10:30 I gave up and went downstairs with her. I finally got her to go back to bed about 1am.

Luckily CJ offered to get up with the children in the morning which gave me an extra two hours in bed. I had to get up at 8am anyway to take the kids to kindermusic.

We were running late for kindermusic so CJ gave us a lift and we got there right on time. I was feeling a little harassed at getting up late and rushing out the door.

We got in and found a spot on the floor and got settled. Then OJ started running out of the main room and into the office. While I ran after him AJ started screaming at being left on her own. He did this a few times before the leader of the kindermusic group shut the door to start the group. Then OJ decided to raid the toy boxes in the corner, I tried to distract him and redirect his attention to the kindermusic lady but he was adamant he wanted to play with these toys. Three times I had to distract him before he threw a massive tantrum, screaming the place down throwing himself on the floor and turning bright red and going limp. I took him outside to try to calm him down which he did but he then refused to go back in the room. So I made a decision and took them home instead.

That's when I had my little mini meltdown. I managed to hold it together while I got him outside and got the pram out of the locked up shelter and the reception lady gave me my money back and said it's probably just a phase he's going through or that he is just the wrong way out. Trying to conjole me and make me feel better. 

Then I got off the premises...

...and burst into tears.

 I always see these well behaved kids taking part in activities, doing everything the leader is doing. Getting involved, chatting away and talking. 
Then there's OJ. Who appears to march to his own drum if you will. He certainly has a mind of his own and won't do what he doesn't want to do and will do what HE wants to do. He is stubborn. I know this is a good thing, to have a mind of his own but it makes organised activities almost impossible and makes me not want to attend. I cried all the way home, passers by must of thought I was a right idiot.

 I cried that I had to take them both out of the room
That AJ didn't get to enjoy the group
That OJ wanted to play and I couldn't/wouldn't let him
That I never see other children acting up as badly as mine (although I know they must do)
That I think I dealt with the situation badly
I could have dealt with it better
That I was even having this melt down to start off with.
I could feel stares and giggles from other parents.


We went home and had a play for a bit, I put AJ down for her nap, CJ went upstairs to have a nap and me and OJ had a cuddle on the sofa and fell asleep. Everyone woke up in much better moods. So we went to the park for some family fun. 





Saturday, 27 September 2014

Breast Feeding - My Story - Part One

Breastfeeding is such a touchy subject really. Everyone is either very pro breastfeeding and see any other method as wrong or against nature, or they are very defensive of their decision to bottle feed. So I wanted to discuss my side.

OJ was bottle fed
AJ was and still is breastfed.

As long as I can remember I have always known that when I have a baby I will breastfeed it. I can remember as a child playing with my dolls and when it came to "feeding time" where a child might get a toy bottle I would hold it to my chest. I remember seeing my mum breastfeeding my sister. I always thought that is how you fed a child. 
I also remember seeing add campaigns on buses and billboards from the nhs pushing breastfeeding as the best option, and thinking I will breastfeed my children.

When I was pregnant with OJ I signed up for all the classes on breastfeeding. I wanted to give my child the best. I wanted their to be a special bond no one else could make with my child.

During my last six weeks of pregnancy I had high blood pressure and I was on labetalol tablets for it, then at three weeks before my due date, we couldn't get my BP under control, it was sky high and I was given the highest dose possible of labetalol and something else and it finally came down. Then I was induced.

After OJ was born, my placenta wouldn't come out, I lost a lot of blood, my BP plummeted to 70/40 and I fainted. So I was rushed to theatre and put under general anaesthetic I was then in theatre for 2 hours and then took a while to come round from the GA. I was drowsy all day.
While I was in theatre, the midwife was monitoring OJ's blood sugar levels, because of the medication I had been on during pregnancy, it meant that he could be born with low blood sugar levels. They monitored this and it was considerably low and he needed a feed so CJ consented to him being bottle fed, which I was happy about - please don't misunderstand this I'm just explaining the situation.

He was then given a few more bottle feeds before I was ready to attempt breastfeeding. I tried throughout my stay in hospital, but I was tired and weary and emotional. He was screaming to be fed so I kept giving in and bottle feeding him.

Then when I got home it was the same, I tried and tried but he just wasnt taking to it. I even had a lovely lady from the Little Angels Breastfeeding Support Group come out to me to see if she could help me. She told me to keep going, that he would get it eventually. She also advised me on different expressing techniques so I could express and give it to him through a bottle.
But after a week, I had become an emotional wreck, I just wanted to know my baby was getting something, some form of nutrition. So I made the decision to give up breastfeeding and just bottle feed. Everyone was supportive of this decision, even my health visitor and midwife, but I found it to be a very hard decision. I cried as I finally agreed to it, but OJ became much happier and more satisfied after feeding time and once I came to terms with it I felt much better for it. 
I was able to share the night feeds with CJ, I was able to take a shower or bath while someone else fed him for me. I was able to hand him over to visitors while I had five mins. CJ could take him out for a few hours while I caught up with some sleep. And after a few months he was even able to go to his grandparents for the day so I could have a break.

When I got pregnant with AJ I was adamant I was going to give breastfeeding a better shot, and I wasn't going to give up as easily this time round.
AJ's pregnancy and birth went a lot more smoothly than OJs. I didn't have any issues with my blood pressure. I was induced two weeks early but that was because my waters had broken and nothing else had happened labour-wise for 24hrs. She came pretty fast too, once she had decided she was coming, she came in an hour and twenty minutes. Little madam, I didn't even get chance if any pain relief only gas n air. I hope it's not a sign of what's to come. I want this and I want it know -haha.
She was delivered, I held her, she was weighed and I put her straight on my boob and she latched on straight away no fuss.
I had a couple of worries through the night about how long she was feeding for and if she was getting enough, but I think that's normal new mum worries and as soon as I foundmy rhythm or my favourite breastfeeding position (led down side by side). We were all set. 
It took me a while to come to terms with the cluster feeding. In the evening she would be on and off my boob all evening from about 6pm til midnight. I would set myself up on the sofa with my tea, some treats, a drink, the remote, my phone, my iPad and just camp out there til she was done and I could go to bed. 
I found it very hard, breastfeeding  I found it emotional and physically tiring. I got weepy. I found it hard that it was all down to me to feed her 24/7. If she went out with someone else she couldn't be more than twenty mins away in case she got hungry. I never got more than three hours sleep at one time. I tried expressing but she just didnt take to the bottle or cup at all and screamed if you even attempted it. This would have been ok if she had been my first/only child. I could have slept when she slept or camped out on the sofa all day etc, but I also had a 15 month old to look after, who was very demanding of time and attention and rightly so. 
I found it very hard. In fact I found the first 9months of AJ's life quite hard. I wanted to give both children all the love and attention they desired at the same time. I found it hard that when OJ wanted me I was busy feeding AJ or when AJ wanted feeding I was busy cooking OJs tea. I had to make best decisions on who to tend to first, and often felt I was setting one down to see to the other and they knew this and resented it. 
It's got a lot easier as they've got older. They still fight for attention, but more so when tired or under the weather. 

I've never really had any negative comments about either decision to breast or bottle. Bottle feeding is just accepted now. I never got any comments made about this decision. 

But breastfeeding on the other hand I had a mixture of positive and negative. Some people just couldn't understand why i chose to breastfeed. My nana assumed we were poor and had money struggles and couldn't afford formula. She always made comments about breastfeeding is draining my energy and I'm always tired because of that. (No I was tired because I was getting three hours sleep, for various reasons). People at work just said things like "oh I just dont see the point In Breastfeeding" or "nah I like my sleep too much" 
But I also got a lot of praise for it, especially when I breastfed in public. 

Thank you for taking the time to read my bottle/breastfeeding experience. I would love to hear your experiences. Next time I am going to discuss which I would choose if I was to have another child.

Lots of Love
Vic and Family.
xx







Wednesday, 24 September 2014

Some Happy News





I have some happy news which I am very pleased about. It's not life changing or anything spectacular. But CJ is being transferred to another location. Nearer to home. He currently works about 30miles away for home, which I know isn't a great big deal, even my dad works further away than that and always has done. But I'm still over the moon. This move means quite a number of good things for us
1. It will save us £100 a month in fuel
2. He has spoken to his new boss and it means better shifts. More morning shifts, rather than doing all late. It has really been getting me down recently not having him at home in the evenings, someone to talk to or help me get the kids to bed etc. I know there are worse of people than me who get to see their wife's/husbands even less but I think I can be allowed to be happy about this.  He will still work 3 late shifts but that means two earns and two days off I get him home four nights a week in the evening. I am actually so happy I could cry happy tears that how much it means to me and how much it's been getting to me.
3. Along with these better shifts, he has also been told he will have every Saturday evening off. Which means a better social life for both of us (if we can if d a sitter for my unruled two.

Anyway this is the extent of my happy news, but I just wanted to share it and shout for the rooftops. It's the simple things that make us happy.