Anger!

He sits on the floor, building his tower.
Lego is his thing at the moment.
It is a joy to watch he gets higher and higher and looks so pleased with himself.
He has decided that he doesn’t want that Lego there, so off it comes.
He pulls and pulls,
To no avail,
His face goes red
He groans, he moans
I ask whether he wants some help
He looks,
He turns his back.

A bump an almighty bump!

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.

Labourer No Thanks – Thats not for me

When I was younger, my parents used to drum a saying into both my sisters and my head!

“Never do the same job as us! Always do something better”

I had never really thought about this saying until Mr L and I had Baba, since then we have joked that if Baba comes along and says he wants to be a groundworker/builder like Dad we will tell him that’s fine but he needs to go to college to get a trade first, such as a carpenter, plumber etc. I always thought that this is what my parents meant – how wrong was I!

Impressive Baba

Baba was at Nannies today as it was a work day for Mummy. He bowled in to her house at lunch time, (as we got a few extra hours today on our own) chatting away to his granddad. He was so at peace that when I said goodbye to him, he turned around and just waved, I don’t think he even noticed that I had gone, as he was back playing with his garage straight away.

Today when I went to collect him he did a succession of things that I was very impressed with, I don’t know whether he just preforms at Nannies, or whether he has done these before in front of her, but to me they were new.

Our Little Baby Boy!

You run around all day
Screaming and shouting
Chatting non stop, nonsense to us but a conversation to you
You are playing with this and playing with that
Building towers, crashing cars, playing football
Making tea, doing puzzles, reading books
All things that you love,

Super Skinny Me Update 2 – Help Needed

Well it is official, I am rubbish, totally and utterly rubbish!

I start a mission to lose weight, I had all these plans set out. What do I do I put on a pound. How rubbish is that!

I shall tell you…

RUBBISH!!!!

Holiday’s past and future

We got our confirmation today for our Sun holiday, to Wales. We are going for a long weekend and I can’t wait.

Now I know it is not the most fantastic holiday in the world, but it is our first family holiday and I am so looking forward to it. We are off to a caravan park and it brings back lots of happy memories of my childhood holidays.

What A Day

I had a busy day planned today, prospecting and then home to do some cleaning, paying some bills, sorting out my order for work and generally being very busy. While Baba was up at my mums house.

Well none of that happened, I dropped off Baba to my mums house, and my dad was home too. I went home and started on the dreaded cleaning, as I decided to give prospecting a miss, as I didn’t think Baba was 100% due to his teeth, so thought I would do the prospecting tomorrow instead. So said to mum that I would collect Baba at lunch time.

Got a call from my mum saying that Baba had had a really bad nappy and could I bring up another vest for him. Yeah that was fine, so I found a vest, and carried on with the cleaning to get that done before picking him up as I only had about half an hour or so before I said I would pick him up.

Then I got the call….

my Dad…

Baba!

Baba has always been quick of the mark, whatever you show him, he never forgets, even if he can’t do it at that time he will learn how to do it! He learnt to walk early, and he has managed to always keep Mr L and myself on our toes. However I have always had a problem with his speech, Mr L says it is an irrational problem, and it probably is, due to the fact that for the last 10 years I have worked with disabled children.

Anyway I digress, my problem has been that I don’t think he has picked up his words very quickly, and when we see other babies of his age they seem to be trying to speak more than him. Mr L says that every child has something that takes them longer to grasp and to stop worrying and I so hate it when he is right!!!!

Time For Some Thanks

Sleep for the Weak has posted the weekly workshop and I have chosen to do this prompt:

1. Write something to say thank you to some who has made a difference to your life, whether from your past or present.
– Inspired by the Moiderer’s ‘People I’d like to thank‘

When I first saw this I could have written a thousand thank you’s, but then I narrowed them down to just a few.

Firstly it would have to be my parents,