So. It is my birthday today and the last of my chicklets has gone and grown up and got herself a mortgage. When did she grow up? And more to the point, who gave her permission??
Okay, okay, I feel old. Fine! I'm getting old. When daughter #2 left the nest, I was devastated. I mean overwrought, lost appetite, pull the duvet over the head and never speak to anyone again type devastated. And I was never as close to her as I am to #1 daughter. #1 Daughter and I share everything. And yes, I do mean everything. How can I possibly let someone else take over? I nurtured her. I've seen her bits! (albeit she was months old) But I still know her more than anyone!
Life is cruel that way. We go through all the pain of having kids and raising them just to have someone snatch them away.
In all seriousness, I wish her and her partner (#1 soninlaw?) all the best for their future as they seem to have their heads screwed on the right way. And it also proves I done something right.
Kids eh?! Who'd have 'em?!?!
Laters x
Thursday, 26 July 2012
Sunday, 15 July 2012
Kids.
Quick update tonight.
#2 daughter was offered a flat about 15 miles from me. Myself and daughter#1 tried to talk her out of taking it. But, being the rebel she is, daughter #2 accepted it. So, she's now 15 miles or so, away from me. The thing is, she called today to say she was breathless, (she's acute asthmatic) and there was nothing I could do. Well, I could've paid £20 for a taxi to get her to me but I refused. Why should I? I tried to tell her it was a bad move and she didn't listen. Am I a bad parent for doing so? Or should I stand my ground and let her lie in the bed she made? Why didn't I give birth to THAT handbook? My kids will be the death of me. But I guess they give me something other than work to worry about!
On a lighter note, I'm off to a 30th birthday party next Saturday. Will I meet the man of my dreams? Will he want a toothless me? Watch this space.
Laters. xx
#2 daughter was offered a flat about 15 miles from me. Myself and daughter#1 tried to talk her out of taking it. But, being the rebel she is, daughter #2 accepted it. So, she's now 15 miles or so, away from me. The thing is, she called today to say she was breathless, (she's acute asthmatic) and there was nothing I could do. Well, I could've paid £20 for a taxi to get her to me but I refused. Why should I? I tried to tell her it was a bad move and she didn't listen. Am I a bad parent for doing so? Or should I stand my ground and let her lie in the bed she made? Why didn't I give birth to THAT handbook? My kids will be the death of me. But I guess they give me something other than work to worry about!
On a lighter note, I'm off to a 30th birthday party next Saturday. Will I meet the man of my dreams? Will he want a toothless me? Watch this space.
Laters. xx
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
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
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
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
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
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
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