Necklaces are for girls.... or are they?!

What is it with adults who think it is ok to say disrespectful things to children??  Is it because they are children?? Would they say the same thing to an adult??

I wouldn't call myself a hippy Mumma, although a few narrow-minded people do.  However, after 2 weeks straight of being up with my baby boy B every night, someone recommended Amber necklaces.  So, although i was skeptical, i was also sleep deprived and willing to try anything at this point and i got one.  I would never go back now.  The first night wasn't much different but the second night he was wearing it we both got a full night sleep and he was back to my happy, smiley little man again during the day.  So i got my eldest (2 years) one for when his back teeth came through.  He loved that he had the same as his brother.  Then i started to feel left out (lol) and had been suffering from migraines for a while so got one myself.  I have not suffered a migraine since!

Fast forward to now.  I still wouldn't be without the amber necklaces and would still recommend them to anyone but....... why must people give me or my boys such a hard time about them?  

I have had people, including family members ask my boys if they are girls because they are wearing a necklace!  I have been called a hippy.  I've been told it's all in my head that it's working (?!) and i've been told  i'm setting my boys up to be bullied by making them wear the necklaces!  Personally, i love how they look.  My boys are so gorgeous they could carry off anything.  I bought them to help with teething although many people think i got them 'to make a statement about your wacky parenting ways'.

I find these people's opinions very interesting.  You can tell a lot about someone from the way they criticise your choices about how to bring up YOUR children.

I mean, wanting to protect your children from unnecessary pain is just absurd, isn't it?  I don't know what i was thinking! 

RIP Mum

My Mum died this morning.

It still doesn't feel real. We went to see her in the mortuary and i just kept expecting her to sit up and to find it was all some kind of sick joke. I even convinced myself when i was stood beside her that she was still breathing. The lady in the mortuary said this was perfectly normal because we rarely see people who are not breathing so our minds expect to see it.

I am so tired but i really just don't want to go to bed because whenever i close my eyes i see her lying there all cold and lifeless. I can't even say that she looked peaceful because she still had the tube in her mouth from A&E which couldn't be removed until some other medical expert had seen her.

I am not sure if it was a good idea to see her like that. It certainly doesn't feel like it right now. But i had to go to say goodbye and to make peace and to let her know i love her. I always have and i always will. I had to let her know that i don't 'blame' her for anything that happened. She has just about as much control over it as i did. I had to let her know that i would rather she was standing on her doorstep (or wherever) yelling abuse at me instead of lying on this slab not saying a word and looking so awful.

It's strange, i always assumed that when people died they turned white - that's what happens in the movies right? But no, she wasn't white. I wish she was for it may have made things so much easier. She is my Mum, i should never have had to see her and felt scared of her, but i did. Her appearance scared me and the fact that she was no longer alive scared me. I held her hand. It was cold but at least it was a normal colour. It felt exactly as it did when i was a little girl. She always used to have cold hands anyway. I don't know what i expected it to feel like, plastic maybe? I'm glad it felt like it had always done. I tried to wake her up, to tell her it's not funny and to just WAKE UP!!

So, now i am home. I was stuck in traffic on the way home, i tried to eat some dinner, i put the children to bed. All normal things but it feels wrong that i am doing then still whilst she is in that cold place on her own.

The circumstances around my Mum's death are very confusing and complicated. We don't yet know what happened or what caused it. There are a few things i do know that make it so much harder to take. I just hope that my Mum is now able to rest in peace.

I love you Mum, i always have and i always will. I hope you are with Grandad and my little brother now in peace. I can't believe you have gone but i will remember you always.

Your loving daughter xx

Snow, snow, go away!

So, the bloody snow arrived. We were all expecting it because the weather reports had been going on for days, but still we all panic and can't cope!

I do my shopping online now because i got fed up with all the 'extras' my 2 year old kept putting in my shopping trolley when we went to the supermarket. My shopping was due to be delivered on Saturday between 10-12 but they called to say they'd be here but couldn't say what time. The amount of panic i felt thinking my shopping wouldn't get here even though i'm sure i have plenty in the cupboards to keep the street fed for a week! It's just that when everyone around you is panic buying and worrying about everything, you can't help but panic and worry too. I wish i wasn't so impressionable! Anyway, shopping arrived fine and now have enough to feed our street and the next one along lol.

I can't understand why our country comes to a standstill when it snows and yet other countries get it so much worse than us and still manage to get to work - let alone actually survive! I was driving on Friday when the snow started. As soon as the other drivers saw the white stuff falling from the sky they slammed on their brakes and from then on we were in first gear all the way home!! It is all just a ridiculous exaggeration. The slower we went, the more chance the snow had of settling on the road and the longer it took us to get home!! I was not impressed. I had a toddler and a baby on board. Both of whom love the car as long as we are going more than about 20mph. Any slower than that and they start moaning/crying/screaming. It's Sunday evening now and i am only just getting over the trauma and headache of the journey!

Decided that i have so much going on in my head that it might be worthwhile starting a blog. That way my mind might become clearer. We'll see how it goes!