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The past two days have been really good, I have been working in a secondary school that I have been getting more and more bookings for from my agency. It is a strong Welsh school and is Welsh first language, so I thought that the first day I was booked for this school, would be my last as I am not fluent in speaking Welsh (but I understand it and can read and write it ok). So when my agency kept booking me into the school and I found out the school were requesting me personally, I was quite flattered and very happy.
Not to say that it has been easy, the kids do try to outsmart me by speaking Welsh and asking random questions across classrooms in Welsh to test my understanding, one of my favourites to date has been “Do you think she likes eating marshmallows?” this made me giggle quite a lot! Yesterday, wasn’t that bad, a couple of reasonably good lessons and a couple of rather tricky year 7 and year 8 classes, it was the latter that posed the most challenging and after a whole day of thinking on my feet and actually creating work for each class on my own for subjects that aren’t my specialism, with very little help from any other teachers, I was running on empty by the last lesson. Continue reading
Guilt is a fickle thing, it comes in many forms and is never really accepted in any. I have often felt guilty about menial things such as not letting a driver out from a road because I was in a rush, or putting chips on for tea as I couldn’t be bothered making anything decent or sitting down with a cup of tea and playing a game of candy crush when I should be cleaning/cooking/tidying/washing etc etc.
Everyday myself and my daughter would sit at the table and create something, or go out into the garden and play or plant some seeds or bake something but since baby #2 has arrived I have found it increasingly more difficult to do those eveŕyday and have found that I am only able to do them with her every now and then, as #2 is extremely clingy it basically means we can’t do them. All the things I used to do with #1, #2 is not able to do yet, and most definitely will not allow me to do them unless #2 is having a nap. I feel so sorry for my eldest, she has had to be sidelined on many an occasion as my youngest is either tired, hungry, needs his nappy changed or just won’t let go of me. Continue reading
A big week this week was my big girl starting pre-school at her Primary school!
I she dressed herself in her uniform (I am not allowed to help any more!) I had to take a step back as I was so shocked at how old it made her look, I nearly cried, my little baby is growing up so fast it’s scaring me. But then I went onto say, as she yanked at her jumper sleeve, “don’t stretch your jumper like that please” she asked “why?” I responded with a reasonably response “because you will ruin the jumper” and the conversation gradually got more and more tedious until the cracking point where I finally responded with “because I said so!”
I am well aware that I may have just turned into my mother! Arghh!
So I found myself thinking about all those questions/statements that I said I would never say, you know the ones that you heard your mother saying and you rolled your eyes at?
“Don’t wish time away”
“They are not young long”
“Where has the time gone?”
“Because I said so!”
“Maybe when you’re older”
“Money doesn’t grow on trees”
“You’re not going anywhere until you tidy…..”
“I’m not mad, I’m disappointed” and many more.
Then i saw this page and it really made me giggle
Over the years I have always tried to find the cheapest way to do things whether it’s shopping, making things or just finding things for free. I have gradually noticed that this is all leading to self-sufficiency. I don’t want to be completely self-sufficient as I am too attached to my mod cons and luxuries but to have a large element that I can do on my own or for free or for very little money would help us out a lot, especially at the moment being that I am on maternity leave with two kids, and a husband trying desperately to work two jobs to keep us afloat until I start back in work/get more teacher supply work. Continue reading
At my son’s 3 week check with the health visitor the husband and I made a point to ask about the risks of having any more children. I still haven’t got round to detailing my birth stories yet but let’s just say they did not go to plan even slightly! But we now have 1 Daughter and 1 Son- the perfect family- Nuclear, but we have always said that we would like 3 children. So when the health visitor said that we could try for another, we let out a sigh of relief, as we were starting to worry that because of all the problems they would say that it was not a wise idea.
But since that meeting I have started to have second thoughts, not for the reasons such as money or security but more for selfish ones about myself and my body. You see, both children have been a lot bigger than average for both my height and weight and have taken a toll on my body. I am no longer the ultra slim figure I used to be, and yes I know, not many mothers ever really get back to their pre-baby size/weight, and I never expected too, but I never expected to get the medical problems I have been left with either. Continue reading
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