Long Time No Blog . . . .

Long Time No Blog 

Well it's been forever since I blogged, I guess I got busy and got out of the habit then found it really hard to get back into it again.

A lot has happened since my last blog I have had two boys Hudson 2 & a half and Blake 4 months, I passed my driving test, we moved house still renting though (Grrrrr) and other bits and bobs that I will go into more in feature blogs.
My mind still goes 10 to the dozen and won't shut off like now it is 1am the boys are asleep ye I am not.

So I guess I want to start my rebloging about opinions, we all have them some like to shear them, some like to keep them to then selves, some are easily swayed by others and some thing others are ereleavenr. The worst kind if an opinion is one that is sheared as a fact and therefor they are right and you are wrong. 90% off what I blog is my opinion on maters that interest me, we are all entitled to our opinions and thoughts that think other wise don't deserve to shear theirs. I don't like to see or hear someone being put Down for having a difference in opinion, made to feel stupid or being told they should shut up as they don't know what they are talking about, it's bullying. It is a pet peeve of mine is when someone try's to pass there opinion off as fact there for you are stupid for disagreeing with them, just because you have a strong opinion about something dose not make you right! I love having discussions with friends and pear on a variety of subjects, we share our views on the subjects and although we don't always agree we can all respect each other enough for it not to get heated. Being open minded can shape and sometimes change you views on a subject and changing your mind is not a bad thing but nether is sticking to your guns that's what is great about opinions they are yours and you can do what you want with them. For those of you that have strong beliefs about a subject make sure you share it with understanding and respect for the people you are shearing it with. Research subjects you are passionate about but don't disregard everything that goes against what you originally thought. Throughout my blogs I will be be shearing my opinions with you, they are not meant to offend of upset it's just nice to have a place to sat what's on your mind.   

Well till next time keep an open mind. XxX 

The good I see…

I was having a nice meal at pizza hut of all places and an old man came into the restaurant, it quickly became obvious that he was not quite all there but I could also see he meant no harm to anyone. The man went from table to table trying to talk to the people sitting there but no one could understand him including me. Some people gave the man funny looks, others giggled to each other at the strange mans attempts to communicate but what made me smile was the calm, patient waitress who kindly tried to under stand him and help him to understand her.
Although the man was clearly not going to order any food she brought him a salad bowl and explained that he could help himself, which he did, to all of the coleslaw J.
When he took an empty plate from our table the waitress apologised on his behalf. I was pleased to see the man being treated with kindness. If he was my grandfather I would want people to show him kindness if he was a little worse for wear. XxX

Where does the time go?

So I haven’t ‘blogged’ for a while now and only because the time just seems to have run away from me. I have the whole day in front of me then I put some clothes on to wash (Which seem to come from no where) then the dirty dish pile that grows over night and other odd jobs that jump out and demand to be done, not to mention entertaining Hudson which by the way is a full time job all on its own.
Suddenly, without even realising its rolled round to 11 o’clock at night and I am ready for bed. Before I knew it a month had gone by and the thoughts I wanted to share were just mine.
I love being a mum and a wife but it would be nice to stop the clock sometimes. XxX

A daily dose of Hudson . . . . . .

Having Hudson was the best thing I ever did besides getting married of course.
It still feels surreal sometimes, its like suddenly remembering some great news… in a good way. When I remember I get a new burst of excitement like when you wake up on Christmas morning and for a few seconds you don’t realise what day it is, then it hits you and you can’t help but smile.
I wake up, go and get my beautiful baby boy out of his crib and I get butterflies, then he smiles at me and my heart melts. Not to mention how I feel with his new sounds or actions. I have to say I love being a mum. Hudson is a cheeky little monkey and a fidget bum, I can see me chasing him everywhere when he figures out how to get about, but I am in no rush for that. I plan to enjoy him at every stage for as long as I can. XxX

My first night out….

Now this is not about my first night out ever, or even since having Hudson, this is about my first night out Without Hudson.
I planed to go out two weeks in advance. I spoke to Dev to see how he felt about being left alone with Hudson and his breast feeding needs, of course he said it was fine. (To tell you the truth I think I was more nervous than he was) Once I had the ok I started to express milk which is no fun but that’s for another Blog.
Each day I had Dev feed Hudson to get him use to both the bottle and looking up to see him and not me. Then the elusive night came round all too soon and I felt more nervous than ever. My stomach was churning and I think I told Dev the same instructions more than 10 times. I was only going to the cinema so I would only be gone for 3 hours tops but it was the what if‘s running through my mind…

Despite feeling like I was forgetting something and checking my phone several times throughout the film I enjoyed myself and don‘t now what all the nerves were about. I was still very pleased to see Hudson when I got home, oh and a stressed out Dev of course. :)  XxX

My guilty pleasure…

Wait if I tell you can’t tell anyone ok..

Ok I love watching the kids channels on TV like Disney, Nickelodeon and Pop Girl. I got in to the habit while babysitting a lot when I was younger but still even now, if I want some easy watching then I switch on the kids channels!
I like the fact they are good, clean, wholesome programs. I get sick of the same old swearing, nudity/sex and gruesome violence that is in a growing amount of the so called grown up programs. Don’t get me wrong I don’t always watch just U’s and P.G’s but I still prefer to watch clean programs I just enjoy them more. XxX

To feed or not to feed ....

I know there are lots of different opinions about breast feeding over bottle feeding and I am not going to say what is right and what is wrong because its whatever is best for the individual.
I breast feed my son and he is now 4 months old. even though he has two teeth I plan to continue feeding him myself till he is one as I feel it’s the best thing for me to do and I get a great sense of pride knowing he is putting on weight and seems healthy (so far). I have to be honest with you before I got pregnant the idea of breast feeding really freaked me out and I was sure I did not want to go there, but during my pregnancy my husband and I had a discussion where he asked me if I would try and feed our baby just once and if I really didn’t feel comfortable then I could just stop, and trying once seemed reasonable to me.

The closer I got to my due date and the more I spoke to other mothers the more I wanted to feed our baby myself and the more confident I felt about my decision. I am not going to lie breast feeding is not always easy, the modesty issue has always been a big concern of mine using blankets that are both thick enough so they can’t be seen through and thin enough so Hudson can still breath and stay cool. There is also the problem of getting a blanket big enough to cover you properly even when the baby is kicking and messing about by coming on and off every time they hear a noise, “yes I’m talking about you Hudson you nosey boy” Now I chose to take the bests parts from all the blankets on the market and make my own wonder-blanket, but there is help out there for everyone in the form of websites like peekabooboo.co.uk and babybubu.co.uk who make feeding covers that can make breast feeding easier and less stressful if you wish to feed yourself.

There have been times when I have been brought to tears while Hudson was feeding. For me the pains lasted up until he was almost three months old and at some times it was unbearable. On one occasion when Hudson was only 3 days old, my husband and I decided to go shopping for some boys clothes as we had not found out what we were having in advance. Hudson needed feeding and I felt nervous as this was my first time feeding out in public. After going to one feeding room and it being engaged for 10 min I decided to try another as Hudson was getting cranky. The Tesco feeding and changing room was free so my husband and I went in with Hudson. If you have children you will know that it can take along time to feed them and during my time in there there were about 6 different knocks on the door and to all we gave the same response that we were feeding and would be a while, only 1 knock was met with a verbal response of  “sorry I didn’t realise there was someone in there” this I think was a member of staff that had come after Dev (my husband) over heard some women complaining that “they’ve been in there for 10 minuets”
As frustrating as several people knocking while you feed your child is, it was not this that brought me to tears. Once I had finished feeding and before I had put myself together again the door was unlocked from the outside and two security guards burst in through the door to see me sat all exposed. Dev also in shock kicked the door shut immediately, but when the security guards persisted to push it open again Dev slammed it and locked it.
I felt humiliated. I still don’t like using the public feeding rooms as a result, the idea makes me panic. The explanation we got when we went to make a formal complaint was that they thought someone had passed out as they could not hear any response when they knocked despite our shouting louder in frustration with each knock, not to mention the first member of staff seemed to hear us fine. But I guess they didn’t want to admit there outrageous mistake.

All in all with my home made blanket I have become more confident when it comes to feeding in public so I rarely need to use the feeding rooms other than for a speedy nappy change. If I do chose to use one I will not stand for impatient or inconsiderate people and neither should you. I don’t beat down doors just to suppress my child’s whimpers… Just remember they are only wanting the room for the same reasons you do and in all respect and fairness they are no more important than you are. XxX