It's the last day of the Christmas holidays, I don't need a calendar to tell me, the clink of the recycling bin and the huge swell in the laundry basket is evidence enough. I send the big ones back to free childcare tomorrow and the little one to nursery. I feel a bit grieved. We have embarked on a new life in the last couple of weeks, bedtime at ten and wake up the same. Evenings … [Read more...]
Jan 7, 2013
Nice to see normal is back: a torch, a bit of Gangnam style and some edwardian dress….. ~ Northernmum
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Jan 3, 2013
Emergency, Help: The Bog Monster Got my Mum…..
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It was never going to be fun. But as the four of us, me, twin boy, twin girl and BB piled into my vintage, has its own tape deck, car I realised the extent of how unfun today's excursion would be. "Mummy, while BB is in the hy-dro-ther-apy pool fixing her leg is it ok for me to strip naked and bomb the phy-sio-ther-apy lady?" Questioned twin boy before my foot even hit the … [Read more...]
Dec 11, 2012
A crap day…. ~ Northernmum
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We have all been there. You crack open the door to the toddlers room and the smell hits you in the face. Mouldy cheese and rotting veg springs to mind and you wonder what on earth you fed that child to create such an inhuman smell. Then you remember. You remember with a uncomfortable jolt using the last wipe to whip round the loo seat after your six year old son missed his target again … [Read more...]
Dec 2, 2012
When your son steals your glory…… ~ northernmum
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By reading this blog many of you may realise that I aspire to be a writer, to have my words published and my work recognised. I have the dreams of JK Rowling but without the imagination of a Harry Potter. Still I solider on. I like to think I have the support of my family and that not one of them would compete against my aspiration. Turns out I was wrong..... My own son, my very own … [Read more...]
Nov 28, 2012
Kids with disabilities – Micro Scooters: Review
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BB is finally starting to catch up, her walking has slowly turned to a stumbling run, her jumping is reaching the dizzy heights of three millimetres and the memory of spica is slowly starting to fade. My nerves are not so quick to dissipate, I see a slide and I shudder with the dread of a broken leg and when she tries to climb my heart leaps into my mouth and camps out for a while. She … [Read more...]
Nov 27, 2012
The Stress of Normality ~ Northernmum
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It was just a normal day, the usual type of normal day where the wine in the fridge starts chanting your name from about 9am. Normality in this house is bloody stressful. The day started at 7.30am, about an hour later than usual. My beloved offspring had clearly planned a practical joke the night before as none of the three have ever slept in unison past 7am since they were born. The … [Read more...]
Nov 21, 2012
What mummy needs for her wee-wee – how to be shamed again by the kids….
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It was lashing with rain and the wind howled angrily at the pharmacy window. I looked out at the weather in despair knowing my journey back to the car would be interrupted with lots of splashes in muddy puddles whilst my freshly washed hair turned to frizz. Inside the pharmacy I stood with a mother, two people of elderly stature, three children and a pair of teenagers. For once we were … [Read more...]
Nov 21, 2012
The tooth fairy is making me bankrupt….
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I am slowly going bankrupt, I have twin school age children and their sodding teeth are falling out on a weekly basis. Twin girl was the first to lose a body part and I manage to overcome my disgust and play the role of the tooth fairy with flair and dramatic flourish. The Pinot I had consumed that evening certainly helped my theatrical performance as I silently crept into Twin Girls room … [Read more...]
Nov 12, 2012
Dancing with Diabetes and laughing in the face of spica…..
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The lady sat in the dressing area nudged her friend in the arm and whispered loudly 'she's crying, is she ok?'. Unable to resist I tried to follow her gaze to see which poor soul was sobbing in such a public arena and I almost squeaked with surprise when, as I turned my head, I felt a teardrop land on my cheek. It was I, the mad lady in the corner sobbing at a children's dance class. As I … [Read more...]
Nov 8, 2012
The Middle Child – why not being disabled is a pretty poor show….
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It has been a long couple of years; we started with miscarriage in 2008 then bounced into epilepsy in 2010, we then quickly advanced to hip dysplasia in 2011 and we come to the close of 2012 with our new friend, Diabetes. It is enough to make one turn to drink. But have we considered the true victim here? the one who is suffering the most? The middle child, the one who seems destined … [Read more...]
