Wednesday, 1 October 2014

Hotch Potch

Flipping eck that last post was a bit pathetic wasn't it? Pity party for one indeed.  That party is well and truly finished I can assure you.

A bit of a hotch potch post today.

Truth be known I haven't blogged since that post because I've been trying to get up to date with craft fair bits and pieces and lots of changes in our house.

The biggest change which has affected each and every one of us is baby number 2, our eldest son, going away to university.  He is a couple of hours from home and it was so hard leaving him.  I thought it would be easier than leaving our daughter four years ago but it wasn't when it came to it.  I was fine until the moment the littlest son started crying his heart out.  My head had been too busy being full of lists of stuff he needed to take, getting him packed up and making sure he was going to be ok living away from home to think how hard it would be on the little one. That is really bad parenting.  Littlest is gradually getting used to it and is looking forward to half term when we can make the drive to visit him. I have the odd moment when I really miss him for little things like he is the one I can rely on to keep the cats still while I do their flea treatment and I need to do that today or the times in the last week and a half that I have cooked way too much food.  Then there are the big moments when I just plainly and simply miss him but I guess I wouldn't be normal if that didn't happen.

Oldest came back from four years at university in the summer and is now a fully qualified geography teacher.  She got a job from her second interview which was a referral from her first interview to another school in their academy chain.  She had impressed the first school but they had gone for an experienced teacher and they knew the school she is now teaching at were looking for newly qualified teachers.  Very proud of her.  It does take some getting used to having her home again even if she is working very long hours and commuting quite a distance each day. 

Middle son finished high school in the summer and moved to college in September.  He has autism and a variety of co-ordination problems which have caused a fair few problems during his school life.  His year 2 national test results were not good.  At that time we knew about the co-ordination issues but not the autism although there was definitely something causing major problems to every part of his life.  During the years between then and his year 6 national tests we got the autism diagnosis and appliance help with the co-ordination issues to improve his ability to write.  There were still massive issues with other everyday things like buttons, fastening shoes, putting socks on.  The socks were a massive thing and I've had several things broken in the house when a shoe has flown across the room because the sock didn't feel right. Those are ongoing issues. Year 6 results were a big improvement.  College doesn't have a uniform so wearing his normal clothes is so much easier.  Anyway I'm waffling. What I was gearing up to was his GCSE results. He has never had an interest in anything like art or design so his options were all academic apart from music.  All the way through high school his target grades were C/D and knowing how much he struggled early on in his school life plus still having ongoing issues I was very nervous for him on that results day in August.  His interest has always been rocks. He used to come home from primary school with pockets full of stones and rocks from the playground.    The only subjects he was interested in doing at college were geology and geography but he knew to have a career in that field he needed to study a science too. College requirements are 4 subjects in the first year and the option to drop one of them in the second year.  It was very important to him that he got at least a C in science and geography from his GCSE results and as long as he got maths and English he didn't seem to care much about the rest but said he would try his best.  I think that is all any parent can wish for - for their child to try their best.  Super chuffed to find out he had passed all 10 with a grade C or above.  Yes there were some grades above C for those who thought he was thick and took pleasure in taking the mick out of him.  He doesn't care less what people think. That is the joy of autism and I am one very proud mum of him for being who he is and trying his best which just happened to be fantastic.

The little one went into year 6 in September. No change in school routine as such but there have been so many changes at home and some issues in the classroom that he has been struggling keeping things together at times.   God help the eldest son though if he doesn't message him back when he asks what he has had for his tea or what he has done during the day! Bombarded with question marks doesn't even begin to describe it.  Another autistic one and is struggling with what is appropriate at the moment. Can't wait for him to be old enough for a mobile phone - NOT!!!

Another change but one I've enforced upon myself is taking facebook off my phone.  I took it off a few weeks ago and to date haven't missed it.  I've been on facebook via the laptop or physically typing the address in on safari on my phone but only when I've had an email about somebody tagging me or a new notification in the group for the rugby team littlest plays for or when I've needed to look at something work related.  It wasn't a hard decision looking at some of the stuff on there.  An example is one person I know in real life who showed their true colours over the summer.  I knew they were a dick already but a status update of their own being plain and simple nasty after I'd put a proud status about middle son's results despite his issues confirmed just what a sad and pathetic egotistical mind they have.  Laughable if it wasn't so sad that they have a child of their own who will most likely end up exactly the same as the other parent is just as bad.  Anyway I haven't missed their 'witty' comments one bit.  Then there are those who just want to flaunt their lavish lifestyles with flash brand new expensive cars and tales of where they have partied the night away yet are fooling nobody with half a brain who realises they are in debt to the hilt.  Then there are the 'woe is me' needy people who just want attention.  Actually facebook is just an attention seeking tool full stop and it won't be going back on my phone any time soon.

Tis Autumn though - the most colourful of the seasons - be happy is the phrase of the month.


Thursday, 18 September 2014

2 Days!

Only 2 days. How rubbish is that in a month long project? I'm officially ridiculously rubbish at keeping up with stuff. 

I do have a little excuse for learn something new everyday which has zapped any enthusiasm for it. An early prompt was to look around and see if your surroundings feel like home. My answer was to look a little too deeply at how depressing our house is. Everything is falling to bits, the lino is coming up in chunks in the kitchen because the dogs kept eating it when they were little. The whole downstairs is in desperate need of new flooring. The kitchen and bathroom are what we inherited when we bought the house more than 22 years ago and they were old then so are not good now. There is clutter everywhere. My living room is taken over by dog cages.

I WANT MY HOUSE BACK!

Yes I did just shout that.

I've had enough of dog hairs and poop and them constantly trying to get in the cat litter. Barking whenever anybody walks past the house and eating their own crap. 

I've had enough of tripping up over sharp bits of lino or frayed bits of carpet. 

I've had enough of being the only one who empties the bin or changes the cat litter or picks up the dog poop and swills the yard out. 

I've had enough of peeling paint and mouldy walls

and I've certainly had enough of waiting in for the washing machine engineer. That is really frustrating me. Why can't they give a proper time? I've been waiting all flipping day and I bet he turns up at the end of the all day time slot. 

BUT

I've not had enough of having all the kids living at home right now and the smile when they walk in the door or the banter they provide. We are all here so yes it does feel like HOME.  Home is where your heart is not how crap your surroundings are but they certainly help. 

Tuesday, 2 September 2014

#LSNED - Day 2

So on my second day of actively learning something new everyday I learnt a few things:

Listen to the advice of the vet when giving Percival a pill and I shouldn't try doing what I do with the dogs and hiding it in cheese. Open the mouth and pop it in. It really is that simple with him. I discovered this after 10 minutes of the cheese thing which he wasn't impressed with.

School uniform - sort it out before the last day of the holidays! I'd bought it all but the trousers needed ironing and the shirts needed taking out of the bags and ironing. My youngest son has aspergers and clothes sensitivity is a massive thing. If it doesn't feel right then he will have a meltdown. The shirts were too baggy after wearing tighter tshirts over the summer and didn't feel right. Cue the washer and dryer to try and shrink them a touch. Nope still not right. Lesson learnt to just sort it out sooner. One not too happy clothes sensitive child with a mum who should know better this morning.

My picture accompanying this post is a lesson I learnt when I took the dog to the park this morning - the grass is covered in dew even at mid morning this time of year. I stupidly wore leather boots that ended up soaked through by the time he was done with his walk.



Monday, 1 September 2014

Learn Something New Everyday

Well despite my best intentions August didn't happen as I wanted on here but hey ho that's the way it goes.

As in previous Septembers I'm going to do learn something new everyday. Most likely not in any form of scrapping but I am going to try and record it in picture form on my blog. 



I have always found that things happen when you least expect them whilst doing this project. My learning today was going to be something completely different until we went to a local country park. There was only a handful of cars in the car park. I was just starting to put the coins in the car park machine when a man pulled up and asked did I want his ticket as it still had an hour left. Only something small but it has been a long time since a stranger has done that and it was very much appreciated. 



Lesson learnt - kindness and thoughtfulness can happen when you least expect it.



Wednesday, 27 August 2014

It's Wednesday

and that can only mean one thing....yarn

This week I'm working on a baby dress for the shop and I'm reading The Cornish House by Liz Fenwick. It's an easy read so far and one worth recommending if you like chick lit. 


Linking in with Tami and Ginny