06 Oct 2010
by Kerry
in The Gallery
Tags: Friends, Memories, Nights Out, Photography
So this week the theme at The Gallery is Here Come The Girls. Now I thought that this would be easy!
I was wrong very wrong, a lot of the pictures I have of me and my girl mates can not be put online for the whole world to see, so it was a little tougher than I thought but I managed to find a couple, with some of my oldest friends in. All taken before we got sensible, got married and had children. When we young, free, not single and a little bit crazier. I think we still are all these things, but we have to meticulously plan the event to every detail now, rather than just drop and go!
So Here Come The Girls And Then All I Thought About You style! More
05 May 2010
by Kerry
in Home Life
Tags: Baba, Family Time, Memories, Mr L
As it was a bank holiday Monday we went off to Marwell Zoo with all of Mr L’s family, and we had a really nice day. It did rain, and there were very cold spells and a lot of wind, but even with all of that we had a good day.
I think it was a day of realisation for Mr L and I, about how much Baba has actually grown. Obviously we know that he has grown, and we see things everyday. But every so often, there is a day where everything is different and he is a proper boy! Monday was one of these days. More
20 Apr 2010
by Kerry
in Writing Workshop
Tags: Memories, Sister
I am ten may be younger
It is Sunday
The day you call
Every week about 6pm to see how my week has gone
You don’t say much,
I do all the talking, I tell you about the rows we have had, who loves who this week.
You just listen, you have always been good at listening. More
14 Apr 2010
by Kerry
in Writing Workshop
Tags: Cars, Crying, Dad, Family Time, Memories, Screaming
There was a bump, an almighty thud, I didn’t know how it happened and I didn’t know what it was but I knew it wasn’t right.
I started to move, to move to the wrong side. Oh god. I held on as tight as I could and tried to remember what I should do, I pushed the opposite way as hard as I could.
But it wasn’t moving, I was trying so hard.
Oh god, I’m spinning and spinning. It’s getting faster and I can’t see properly. I can’t tell where I am. More
10 Apr 2010
by Kerry
in Children, Home Life
Tags: Baba, Dog, Memories, Walking
Yesterday Baba and I took the dog for a walk.
Nothing unusual there, I know we do that near enough every day. But the different thing was yesterday Baba WALKED!
He has been walking more and more, for months now. We have been letting him out of his pushchair more, and he has walked up to his nannies a couple of times, she only lives a couple of roads away. But I have been putting off the walking the dog, as I find it hard enough walking the dog on my own. Then I suddenly thought, what if it is easier to walk the dog with Baba walking! More
30 Mar 2010
by Kerry
in Children, Home Life
Tags: Memories, Writing
The sorting off the top room has extended to the sorting of the whole house. I never realised we had so much rubbish in the top room, we have so far been sorting for five days now and we are still no where near finished.
Although the sorting has produced a few surprises!
I always thought that I knew what was in my house, but it is amazing how quickly you forget about things. I was sorting out Baba’s clothes that no longer fit him and I found a few outfits that had never been worn which have now been passed onto our little niece, as they were little cream outfits.
I found all of Mr L’s old school reports, although he did not keep many! He did however keep his football photos and his sports certificates. It is amazing how different the things that we have kept from our school years. He has hardly anything and I think that I have kept nearly everything. More
25 Mar 2010
by Kerry
in Writing Workshop
Tags: Baba, Children, Dog, Memories, Motherhood, Mr L, Screaming, Sleeping
I hated being pregnant thats not actually correct, I loathed being pregnant, absolutely despised it, I can’t actually express how much I hated it. To me it was the worst thing that I have had to go through. I am not talking the labour, or the first few months where you can be ill, I am talking the whole thing. From the day I found out to the day I went into labour.
I have never before stated how much I hated it. More
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