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Internet friends, they’re real people you know!

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A long, long time ago, in the late summer of 2007, I joined an Internet forum for pregnant women, in particular I joined a thread call ‘Due March 2008′ at the time I was expecting my second baby, having lost the first following a miscarriage at 18 weeks it was with some hesitation that I plonked myself amongst this group of random women all expecting babies at the same time as me. If I’d been told then that I’d still be in touch with most of them almost 5 years later I would never have believed it, but believe it you must because the ‘Due March 2008′ mummies have become great friends!

Having guided each other haphazardly through our pregnancies we quite literally laboured together going online in the early hours to check whether our babies were actually on the way and immediately afterwards sharing our birth stories, some good, some traumatic, all different and each of us finding our lives changed forever!

Amongst us there was a miracle when one of the babies was born an astonishing 17 weeks early in the November of 2007, there have been a number of weddings in the years since, some of us have gone on to have more children, we have seen relationships break down and new loves found, some of us have moved from one end of the country to the other and some have started new businesses and our lives are unrecognisable from how they were when we first met in 2007!

Of course saying that we ‘met’ isn’t really true, you see we haven’t met, well not all of us, some of the girls met up when the March ’08 babies were still babies and others amongst us have met one to one with those in our local area but since we are spread to the furthest corners of the united kingdom getting us all together isn’t easy! Today however, I had the great pleasure of meeting one of them for the first time!

We’ve chatted online for so many years, I’ve talked to these girls about things I wouldn’t even mention to my best ‘real life’ friends and I’ve looked forward to meeting them all for a really long time! So today one of them stopped in to visit me in Southampton on her way to Portsmouth after a long drive from Llanelli in Wales, no sooner was the door open than our two girls, just weeks apart in age but never having met before, had scampered off to play on the trampoline together as if they had been friends for years!

My husband has always questioned the time I spend chatting online to what he calls ‘strangers’ but after today I am confident once again that Internet ‘friends’ are in fact just as special, valuable and real as those friends we see face to face and talk to every day!

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Why does everyone else seem to cope with everything else 100% better than I do?

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I’m hiding in my bedroom as I write this, it follows another dismal mealtime where the kids refused pretty much everything. Having tried the gourmet freshly made with lovely produce approach already this week I thought I’d give Heinz a go at my daughters request… Sausages and spaghetti! I’m sure Italians all over the world cringe at the description and pigs throughout the farming industry laugh at the claim to be a sausage!

I’ve long thought that pretty much all the weaning advice we get these days is ridiculously flawed! Introducing a wide range of new tastes and textures is supposed to make for a great and varied palate as they grow… Well that’s tosh! Mine we anything during weaning but have become fussy little trouble makers since learning the words ‘no’ and ‘more’ and ‘dip dip’.

I’m wondering if as bland a diet as nutrition would allow would not be better until they are at least 2 and then new flavours and textures might be thrill rather than a reminder that they are not having their favourite homemade spaghetti bolognese again tonight because they have already had it 3 times this week!

I have tried involving the children in cooking, telling them they get what they are given, smaller portions, larger portions, different plates, new cutlery, delicious puddings for empty plates, choo choo’s for delivering mouthfuls, songs and stories to keep them motivated, but nothing works, not nagging, moaning, shouting, crying or banging my head on the table.

The other weekend when we had a rare opportunity to all eat a meal together as a family my daughter did something incredibly annoying… “eat up Mummy, the carrots will help you to see in the dark!….. Finish your potatoes Mummy, come on I haven’t got all day!…. Make sure your plate is clear or you won’t get any pudding Mummy!”…. It was the single most annoying thing ever! Having someone watch and scrutinise every mouthful, to be constantly demanding I move onto the next one, to be in my face at what should have been enjoyable family time!

So… I’ve not cracked it yet but I’m trying to remember 3 really important things:
1. They’ll l eat when they’re hungry
2. They’re never going to like everything… I don’t.
3. Being moaned at to eat is really, really, really pointless…. And annoying!

As always tips from the wisest amongst you are welcomed!

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I could never have foreseen you!

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I’ve umm’d and ahhh’d for months about starting a parenting blog. I have found it hard enough to keep up to date with my photographic blog but my head seems to be permanently swimming with thoughts, ideas and pondering’s of the parenting variety so here we go… feet first!

It’s been recent that I’ve found myself frequently stopped in my tracks in amazement at the small people who live in my house. Perhaps it’s their age, their sudden mental growth spurts or perhaps its something in me that has changed, but I am absolutely certain, without a shadow of a doubt, that those 2 small people are something I would have found impossible to imagine 4 short years ago!

Before you have children you tend to think about them as extensions of yourself and you theorise on whose nose they’ll inherit and whose intelligence they’ll be blessed with. Nobody tells you that the greatest surprise in having children is that you manage to create beings that are totally and utterly unique, they bear shadows of some of our features and characteristics but for the most part they are completely and wholly individual, they think for themselves and have their very own views and ideas, it’s really quite incredible!

My son attacks life (attack is the ONLY word to describe it!) with the physical vigour of a child much older, he leaps from one thing to the next, climbs to his next adventure, dances to his next location, runs from A to B, slow will never be a word he fully understands because to him movement, in any direction, must be fast, spontaneous and fun. He is utterly thrilling to b around and has taught me that sleep is for the tired, not for those who couldn’t be bothered, didn’t have the energy or thought they’d do it tomorrow. I never felt particularly skilled in the physical sense as a child, I failed at sports, was never picked first, fell over my own feet, in his 2 tiny years my son has taught me that I just never got one thing that would have changed everything….moving…is fun!

Our daughter also loves to move, particularly to dance, part of the reason for this is because she believes that princesses spend much of their time dancing, she would very much like to be a princess when she grows up but she has a concern, she knows she needs to marry a prince but she really truly wants to marry her Daddy and he’s not a prince is he? I tell her that he is my prince that she will find her own one day, she tells me that I can keep him till shes a grown up and then he’s all hers!

So here begins my journey in sharing their lives and my own with you, your comments are always welcomed, I look forward to getting to know you!