Saturday, 14 July 2012

Empty Nest Syndrome

Well, post hospital, here I stand. Back at work, somewhat toothless and dentist(less) as I still have an infected gum. Back to the doc. I go.
Enough about my oral problems for the moment though. I have bigger issues! Life seems to be interfering with my cosy existence. #1 daughter has just gotten herself a mortgage! When did she grow up????
I was not aware of this but apparently, she alerted me to the fact that she's not my little girl anymore! Have I immersed myself in my work that much?!
Well, no. I just blindly refuse to believe, like any mother, that my daughter doesn't need me anymore. #1 daughter explicitly retorted that she didn't get a life because she doesn't need me anymore but in fact, she has actually grown up and will always need me no matter what.
I believe it's called 'empty nest syndrome'. Phew! it has a name! And here was me thinking I was the only one to go through it!
Anyway, apparently, it's 'normal' and I should be happy that I raised such a well adjusted child.
Yes! I'm happy! My child is so well adjusted! I'm so happy! That happy that I believe I should keep her! I done all the hard work, why should someone else reap the benefits?!
Seriously, (she's mine!) I wish her and her partner all the love in the world. (and trust me, they don't need anymore love) to build a life for themselves.
and on that note, I bid you goodnight.

Laters. xx


Thursday, 5 July 2012

The Good Ole NHS

So, here we are again. Lots going on! My grandSON, yes, grandson is due next month. Well, in approximately 8 weeks. Excited much?!
Well, yeah! You should know by now that I'm a control freak!

Anyway...in other news, I have been in hospital. Yes. I have experienced the NHS first hand. I am prone to dental abscesses.  This time was no exception. Until my daughter walked into the room and exclaimed..'Mum! Why are you melting? We need to get you to an hospital!'  I dutifully obliged and trotted off to the nearest A&E expecting a tub of antibiotics and a 'see ya later' type thing. Therein, my troubles began. Apparently, the poison from said abscess had started leaking into my bloodstream and if I hadn't gone to see about it when daughter #1 asked me to, I would not be typing this now.  I had no idea how bad it was. Of course, all this info was kept from me until my recovery. In which I applaud everyone involved! I'm a bit battered and bruised but alive at the end of the day! And I scored a week off work. It was totally worth it for that alone!

Year 1 gone in the new pad! Can you believe I've been here a year?! Better start thinking about getting some carpets down!

Laters x

Wednesday, 9 May 2012

Le book

Two posts in one night? Wow! I might return to my book. Has my writers block dissipated?
Or is it my own frame of mind? Maybe my energy should go to my book? Maybe my book is no more. Who knows and who really cares?! I'll be a published author by the time I'm 89. I promise. ;D

Relationships

Hello, hello, hello!
So yeah, Grandmother now in three months. Go me! Very apprehensive now I've had time to think. (NEVER allow anyone to THINK) I don't think she will cope. She probably is more than capable of coping but she's my baby and she can't. Okay?! Who has the issues here? Really? She can't wait to be a mother. (She's wanted to be a mother since she was five year old. No joke!) I can't let the apron strings go. My baby is having a baby and I think/believe/want it to be mine because I believe she's a baby herself and can't possibly be giving birth to another human, whom I have no control over?! I seem to be a control freak. I guess if you ask any of my family, they'll tell you that.
I am MedussaMum and I am a control freak. Phew! There, I said it. Is that why I don't have a partner? Am I too strong for all those alpha males out there? Do I frighten them away?
How do people of a certain age meet? Or do women of that certain age resign themselves to being alone for ever? My first love turned out to be a rotten tomato. Has that made me bitter or just cynical? #1 daughter calls me 'fussy' when it comes to men. Am I fussy? Or just burned?
Laters x

Thursday, 26 April 2012

Where did I go?

Heyy! I know I'm not visiting as much as I should. That is about to change.....maybe....

I'm trying to find myself. I don't really know where I went in the last few years but now I'm approaching my Hawaiian Birthday and My baby is having a baby. Surprise! I'm not 18 anymore and need to act accordingly. Professionally I mean. Not mentally. Mentally I'll always be 21 as every adult is. Tough times ahead. what with the new grandchild and the job,  But life is short. Trust me, life is very short, I need to sort my short life out before it ends. George Bernard Shaw got it right when he said 'Youth is Wasted on The Young' Don't we all wish we had hindsight?

Laters xx

Monday, 27 February 2012

So...Let's talk Facebook and all things relating to the book of face.

Stats:

  • More than 800 million active users.


More than 50% of our active users log on to Facebook in any given day.



Average user has 130 friends.


Average user is connected to 80 community pages, groups and events.


On average, more than 250 million photos are uploaded per day.


Approximately 80% of users are outside of the United States.


More than 350 million active users currently access Facebook through their mobile devices.


(Stats courtesy of  https://www.facebook.com/press/info.php?statistics)

Makes for interesting reading I think. The world is a big place. So many opportunities await so many of us, if we care to look. Go explore the world while you are young 'cause you are a long time dead! Add that person you think you remember but can't quite place, Go search for that person you remember. You never know, you could strike up an amazing friendship! What have you got to lose?

Laters. x

Life, the universe and me.

Life is coming along nicely. I have a job, my own place, brilliant kids and nearly a grandmother. What more could one ask for?!  Life is swimming along nicely for me.
My kids are swimming behind me like proverbial tadpoles too. My oldest has just bought his own pad, mortgage and everything! My baby is expecting her own baby and the middle child, in her words, "is still at home and working a dead end job".
Said middle child is working a job the opposite of her field. Although I know she secretly loves it, it's still not what she has been trained for so I understand her frustration. But she's a mature young adult and I trust her to choose the right home for me when I need it.
My eldest has always had his head screwed on the right way and am proud to call him my son. As for my baby,(she's made a lot of mistakes, haven't we all?) I'm her birthing partner which is, in my eyes, the biggest compliment any child can give his/her mother.
Considering I lost my handbook (you know the one that pops out with the child?) when all my kids were born, I believe I done a good job!
They all have 'stuff' happening in their lives but they are not drug/alcohol addicts and for that, I am proud of every single one of them. I salute my children.

Laters. x