Thursday, 28 May 2015

We are going through a big change here!


You may have noticed that I am not updating my blog as much as I normally do at the moment. There is a very good reason for this, I have got a new job! I started writing this post a couple of weeks ago, but I have been enjoying the new routine so much I simply have not had time to finish it! 

Recently, I have felt more and more that I need to be back at work full time. Selfishly, for my own sanity more than anything. 

Dont get me wrong, I absolutely loved being at home with my children, and I know that I am very lucky to have been able to be at home with them for so long. But I think after almost 7 years, the time is right for me to go back to work full time. 

Before I had the children I was a secretary, a job I was very happy with. So when an opportunity came up a few weeks ago for an admin position I decided to grab it with both hands! It meant that I had to find childcare for the children for the couple of hours after School and Nursery, plus extend Millie's Nursery hours. I have to admit that I was very nervous about this. Not the fact that they would need to be left with childminders, as they are very confident Children, but how they would cope with a longer day. But 4 weeks into my new job and I can see that I had nothing to worry about. Millie adores her childminder and Chester is having such a fantastic time at his after school club! They are taking it all in their stride, and seem to be coping with the slightly extended days. 

I am really enjoying my time at work. Everyone I work with is so lovely and have helped me settle in really well. I feel more motivated over the last month than I have over the last year. It has become very clear to me just how much I needed this new challenge for myself! 

Everything seems to have slotted together so well. All of our moods have improved and the quality time we do spend together is exactly that, quality. I am appreciating the time I have with the children more. 

Surprisingly I am not feeling as tired as I was, and I feel like I have gained back some of my identity. Don't get me wrong, I will ALWAYS be a Mother first. But now feel I am able to be a 30 year old adult alongside that. My new work colleagues don't know me as a Mother, they just know me as Sammie, and getting that part of me back has been something that I have needed to do for a while. It's lovely to have adult conversation that doesn't include Peppa Pig or Homework! 

Going back to work full time will give us as a family a much better quality of life. We will be able to enjoy more family days out and even start looking into moving house or possibly extending the one we have. I am really looking forward to what the future holds for us, of course high up on my list will be treating us to a trip back to Walt Disney World ( I just can't help myself can I?!) but for once I am OK with the fact that it's not right at the top of the priority list! 

As the saying goes 'everything happens for a reason' and I totally believe that is what has happened here. So I am going to grab it with both hands and embrace the change! 

Monday, 11 May 2015

Mcdonald's Football Mum of the Year Award!

Last weekend we were invited to the grounds of Petts Wood FC to attend a McDonalds Football Mum of the Year event with Casey Stoney. For those of you that do not know, Casey Stoney plays for England and Arsenal Ladies teams. She has recently become a mum of twins herself, so knows only to well how hard it is to juggle life as a Mum!

We of course jumped at the chance to attend this event, Chester and I are big football fans, if you read my blog, you will know that we are Crystal Palace supporters and Chester has been to his first two home matches this season! Millie loves very much to copy her brother, and she is just as active. So even though she does not quite understand Football yet, she does understand how to kick and throw a ball!

During the event the children had a training session with Casey, there was a real mix of ages with the children and I think Casey did a great job at making it fun and challenging for each child. Whilst Casey was teaching the children, she also gave us Mums some tips and tricks that we could do at home with the children. Simple things such as throwing the ball in the air and catching, then perhaps something a little more challenging for Chester, throwing the ball in the air, clapping and then catching.

Can you spot my little Eagles in this video?!

Its fair to say that all 3 of us came away with something from the experience. I was reminded just how easy it is to get outside and play with the children, rather than just watching them!

Since the event Chester has taken on board the skills and he now spends most evenings practicing them in our garden, whether its kicking and controlling the ball against our garage wall, or bouncing on the trampoline whilst throwing the ball in the air, clapping and catching it, he has so much fun! Like Casey explained to us, in these early years the most valuable thing you can teach your children about football is ball control and coordination.

The event was to promote a rather special award. The McDonald’s Football Mum of the Year Award. Which will recognise mums who put in countless unpaid hours of hard work, so that their children and their friends can enjoy playing football.

From time consuming tasks such as running kids to training and matches that can be hours away, to managing their team kits and helping run their child’s local team. Or even starting a local team simply so their children and their friends can play; the awards are an opportunity to acknowledge their selflessness.

Personally I do think that Mums are the unsung heros when it comes to organizing their children's football timetable. Chester has only just started training and playing football with a club on a Sunday. I am the one who makes sure he has everything he needs and I am the one who is there cheering him on from the sidelines at 8.30am on a Sunday morning! I am also the one who cheers him up when he is sulking that something didn't go quite right for him and then I am the one who washed the grass stained kit and cleans the mud off of his Football boots!

Do you know a Mum worthy of the title Mcdonalds Football Mum of the year?!

Nominations for the McDonald’s Football Mum of the Year Award are now open and will close on 19th June 2015. To nominate a mum you know go to

Sunday, 3 May 2015

Housework. Who's job is it?

As I am typing this I am filled with rage. It seems that my husband believes that he is exempt from helping with some of the house work.

I know that his first defence will be that he helps 'do the dishwasher' but really I think he needs to get into the 21st century. 

I have been watching the clean washing pile move from our bed to the floor for a few weeks now. You might think that is a little odd, I mean why not simply put it away? Well. My reasoning is this. I spent a long time (again, this happens every few months) tidying our room and making sure it is clutter free. I do the washing, fold it neatly and place it on our bed. Then I got distracted, probably picking the kids up from School. When my husband finds it later on rather then simply putting it away he picks it up and dumps it on the floor. 

I am fed up with this little routine he has, so rather than put it away I decide to see how long it takes for him to put it away. It is, after all, just a little bit of washing.

Well today, I couldn't take it anymore and I snapped. When I questioned him about it, his reply was simply 'well they are not my clothes (he is wrong about that by the way) so why should I put them away'.

Now please correct me if I am wrong, but we are not living in Victorian Britain are we? Surely it would be nice if he simply helped by putting the clothes away. Especially as most of the clothes belong to our children! 

We have lived together for almost 10 years and he will help with some of the house work (read that as empty the dishwasher and occasionally the washing). But for some reason he seems to have these old fashioned ideas that the woman should do the house work and his day off should be exactly that. A day to do nothing. That may well have been the case when he lived at his parents but it sure as hell isn't the way here. In the modern day.

Now, I love my husband and I don't usually write this type of post, but I think the final straw has snapped for me. I am certainly no housework queen, in fact some days I would say I am pretty awful. But for Christ sake, what the hell is wrong with helping each other out and working together? 

I have no sympathy for Craig, especially when he comes out with the classic 'I have been at work all day'. Try being a mother Craig, I don't think you would cope. 

Anyone else have this problem?