19-12-11 ‘The Royal Mumness’ Page Three

Yellow Days

Is it wrong to send my son to private school?

I went to a state school, a good one. I did well, passed all my exams and got to a good university. I always assumed my kids would go to a state school but now we have to pick a school for E I’m not so sure.

I was pregnant with E when we moved into this house in the middle of a big city to be close to work. The plan was we’d be here for three years or so, do up the house and then sell up and move out of town before E started school. Then the economy inconsiderately went into meltdown and now we’ll probably not be able to move for years. So suddenly schools have become an issue.

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A mums internal monologue

Where a I? Here I am!

I don’t remember who now, but someone said to me the other day “did you ever think you’d be doing this?” We were probably watching baby telly, discussing the merits of the Night Garden, and yes, yes I did.

Especially with Christmas approaching (I only wanted to have children so I can have fun Christmas’ for ever)…

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Love in the Nest

I’m back and could do with your help

I know this is a bit of a dull post but I thought it was the best post to write just now. I’ve not been about much, on the blog or on Twitter. I don’t really know why but I have been struggling quite a bit recently.

My meds were doubled a while back and I don’t seem to have settled since, I am finding it hard to enjoy the things I used to love, blogging being one of them. I want to write and slip back into the wonderful network that I found myself in, I miss you guys….

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Not As Advertised

Term ends – with a teenage party at ours – Gulp!


Not As Advertised

So here we are, the last week of school – well part of a week anyway – before the Christmas holidays. Term ends on Thursday lunchtime after a carol service, collection for a good cause and a round up of the autumn term from the Headmaster. And then on Friday… it’s Son1’s first TEENAGE CHRISTMAS PARTY. The capitals are supposed to convey anxiety and trepidation on my part. It was supposed to be a joint one with his brother, five people each. But Son2 isn’t interested and wants to go out instead, so Son1 decided that meant he could have ten, now, eleven.. how about fourteen.. people of his own.

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Bibsey – blogging about life after birth

A Guest in Provence – Talking about having a baby in Spain


Bibsey - blogging about life after birth

Isn’t it true that when you put two mothers together, at some point, maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon, and then ad finitum they will end up talking about childbirth? I had such a conversation with a friend, who I have known since the summer, this weekend when we went out for Sunday lunch with our two kids and the daddies – Mr B and Mr E.

We had a rare few minutes alone sitting in the sun outside a cafe while the boys were wrangling the kids inside, where they had been drawn, like sticky little moths, to the rather pretty Christmas tree. I say rare, because anyone who has kids, and likes to socialise with friends outside the home, will know that it is a rare and precious moment when any two adults are actually sitting down and focussing on one conversation together.

It is much more likely that one parent is marking the gate/door leading to the street and road traffic tragedy, another is carrying a squealing child off to the loo where they will perform the magic trick of changing a poo-filled nappy on their lap…

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Not As Advertised

Term ends – with a teenage party at ours – Gulp!


Not As Advertised

So here we are, the last week of school – well part of a week anyway – before the Christmas holidays. Term ends on Thursday lunchtime after a carol service, collection for a good cause and a round up of the autumn term from the Headmaster. And then on Friday… it’s Son1’s first TEENAGE CHRISTMAS PARTY. The capitals are supposed to convey anxiety and trepidation on my part. It was supposed to be a joint one with his brother, five people each. But Son2 isn’t interested and wants to go out instead, so Son1 decided that meant he could have ten, now, eleven.. how about fourteen.. people of his own.

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Bibsey – blogging about life after birth

A Guest in Provence – Talking about having a baby in Spain


Bibsey - blogging about life after birth

Isn’t it true that when you put two mothers together, at some point, maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon, and then ad finitum they will end up talking about childbirth? I had such a conversation with a friend, who I have known since the summer, this weekend when we went out for Sunday lunch with our two kids and the daddies – Mr B and Mr E.

We had a rare few minutes alone sitting in the sun outside a cafe while the boys were wrangling the kids inside, where they had been drawn, like sticky little moths, to the rather pretty Christmas tree. I say rare, because anyone who has kids, and likes to socialise with friends outside the home, will know that it is a rare and precious moment when any two adults are actually sitting down and focussing on one conversation together.

It is much more likely that one parent is marking the gate/door leading to the street and road traffic tragedy, another is carrying a squealing child off to the loo where they will perform the magic trick of changing a poo-filled nappy on their lap…

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Mammasaurus

She told me and I told you now you tell them


Mammasaurus

For me Christmas is made more Christmassy by capturing the essence of Christmas – namely a bunch of children who are all hyped up on the joy of seeing flashing light in the lounge and the promise of presents. Queen Scamp is going mental at the thought of getting a Yo-Yo -which is her request by the way. Between you and me I reckon ‘Father MissMass’ can stretch to that.

Friday saw Queen Scamps nursery ‘Christmas Performance’. She’s in the middle in a red skirt, looking bewildered with all the parents taking photos. I don’t blame her , I was recently ‘papped’ to within an inch of my life by New Mum Online, Romanian Mum, Tired Mummy of Two, Here Come The Girls, Snuggle Bubby and Actually Mummy and it was a scary experience.

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