Hi I’m A. I would like to tell you a little bit about myself. I am Jo’s cousin and I have just started a new chapter in my life as an home-schooled student. I love anything about dogs and I love to draw. Follow some of my educational journey through my drawings, writings and photos.
Everyone is roughly three weeks into the start of the new school term. For some these three weeks have been hard adjusting to a new routine, for Z he’s just gotten into it. He’s embracing it, loving it.
How do I know he’s loving it when he can’t actually tell me? I can see it on his face.
That smile that lights up his little face, the one when I know he’s enjoying something, or when he’s not seen me in a while, the huge grin when he sees me waiting at the bus for him after school. That smile isn’t just for me, that smile is also for his Lsa’s, I’m guessing that’s the same smile he has when he sees his teacher too.
The excitement of trying to get off the bus when we get to school, when he knows where he is, and he does a little jump and a flap of his hands. Looks at his Lsa and smiles. I know he’s enjoying school, I know he feels safe. If he didn’t enjoy it or feel safe I’m sure he’d protest at not going. I’d fight with him to get dressed in the morning, I’d fight getting him off the bus, but he don’t fight, he can’t wait to get in.
When his lsa says, ‘He didn’t want to come out of school today!’, and ‘Bye Z’, when he’s on the bus, that sneaky little smile that says thanks for looking after me today! I know he’s had a good day, I know he’s happy.
I’m thankful the staff must be doing a good job, they must be looking after him well, when you see posts about non verbal children being tied to chairs it’s a worry when they can’t tell you what they’ve done at school that day. You trust someone to look after your little bundle of joy for six hours.
I know I’m possibly one of the lucky ones. I’ve not had to carry him in kicking and screaming, not had to walk away listening to him cry. That all helps me know I made the right choice in what school I sent him too. When I seen a video of a nursery class sitting down there must have been 30 children, that would have been torture for Z. With no space on the carpet to move, like a sardine in a tin he wouldn’t have coped! I don’t think I would have seen that smile every day. I don’t think he would have been running into school.
Don’t you get jealous of the relationship between the lsa and your child?
No! Well ok maybe a little, but I know if he has a good relationship, that lsa must be nice to him, he’s not going to smile like that at someone who’s not. He’s just not going to bother. I’ve taken him enough places with other people to know that he don’t just trust people instantly it takes time, and not just a few weeks but a few months. Sometimes months later he still don’t bother with some people. He knows people, he knows how to judge people, who to like! We could all take a leaf out of his book!
So my best mate who I’ve known since 11 finally got married last Saturday.
I was asked to be bridesmaid, but with me not knowing how Z would react, the fact I hate dressing up and to save her money we came to the agreement I’d just go as a guest! I’m glad 9 months ago I said a guest would be fine. I missed the hen party due to antibiotics and feeling like crap after surgery. I couldn’t even drink at the wedding because I was still in antibiotics 4 weeks after surgery.
When we went into the church and seen her wave from out side, other than look terrified, she looked great. I’m not one to say how nice wedding dresses are, I had mine £29.99 maxi dress in Tesco! I don’t do dress up, it’s not me, but her dress was a nice wedding dress.
The morning started off a disaster, I was bloated and everything I tried on I looked like a baby beach whale gasping for air on the sand. Add into the fact that the dressing I have to wear is a fat foam thing it can be seen through most clothes, as I was getting reactions from the others. So thought I’ll paint my nails black and maybe I’ll even add a star or two, to make it look like I actually made an effort! I went to do something and snapped two. Just painted my thumb nail and the phone rings, before Z could get upset, I got up, tipped the nail polish and forgot I had a wet nail whilst trying to catch the polish, it splashes all over my yellow bag. I could have given up and gone back to bed! Heads to the church and forgot to change my white driving shoes so a quick run back!
In all fairness Z looked lush! When your taking a little cutie no one looks at the parents! He was very well behaved too. He done me proud in the strange church and the venue. At one point he ran and G had to run after him before he ended up with the newly weds!
In all fairness she worked hard decorating the room, even managed to get her gothic style top table, she did always say she would get married in black!
Bit of drama at the reception where mother of the bride ended up at a&e but that’s a different story and not really mine to tell! Make a quick recovery L!
The first dance was lovely and at the second surprise one I even had a go at the photography, I am confident out of god knows how many I took she’ll be able to save one! But I’m guessing I’ll be told keep to my day job!
So Mrs LJ H oh, Mrs LJ H, wow all this time I never thought you’d never do it, never thought you’d get him even in a church!
Was a lovely day, I know your dad would have been so proud of you, he would have sat there with a huge grin on his face the whole time, ( may even have fallen asleep towards the end of the night 😉) then he would have told everyone who would listen that that’s his daughter right there.
So here’s to many more years together as Mrs LJ H! At least now when he’s doing your head in you know there’s always one Christmas gift you can get…. divorce papers!
When you get asked to go to a different soft play place on the weekend and I say maybe, chances are no I won’t be there. Yes I feel bad for not going as its a little get together for E’s birthday. But I’ve not been joining in at this said place like Everyone else have been the last few weeks as I’ve had surgery. I’m not fully recovered enough to carry Z, to have to explain Z to strangers. That is why I think I like the safety of the places we normally go. Trying different places with nas is different as everyone is in the same position as I am.
All children preform, all children have temper tantrums leaving places. But Z may have the ‘temper’ going in. Even though we have been to this soft play before it was over a year ago. From what I can remember he didn’t mind the place he just ran, he didn’t really play on the equipment there just hung about by the door. This was before his diagnosis. When we tried another soft play a few weeks before he broke up for school holidays he didn’t really settle. Was it the noise on the bowling pins at the side or just the sounds of a new soft play, again he didn’t play on the equipment.
Now it’s do I take him Sunday and hope for the best, hope he’s ok and has fun, or upset him and chance it and we have no sleep on Monday night? I won’t be able to carry him. It’s ok to pick him up for a photo, or to help him see something but I wouldn’t be able to carry him out of a soft play place kicking and screaming. We’ve not built up any kind of routine on a weekend yet, think the only thing that has stayed the same is his drum lesson. But this Saturday I’m helping my dad, so won’t be about, this hasn’t affected him before, but after me not being here for surgery who knows what will happen!
I’m only this week getting off antibiotics for the second time, my stomach has still be weeping after doing too much.
I understand it looks like I’m pulling a fast one, just not turning up.
To just think how easy it would be to be able to go places and not panic will it be to busy, how will he react, how will other people react when he’s running, the looks you get when you say ‘let’s change your bum’, you have this nearly 4 year old still in nappies not talking you get looked at. He’s too big to be changed on a nappy changing unit, how clean is the floor? Yup, that’s another thing I have to worry about, would you be happy to let you kid lie on the toilet floor?
Sometimes I’d love to be in that posistion to say yes I’ll be there and really not have to worry about anything. Be able turn up and not worry about how clean the floors are. Not worry about anything.
But I can’t, I have to worry about these things, Z is mine, I’m the one who talks for him, I’m the one who makes sure the area is safe, I’m the one who knows Z.
So when an hour is just an hour to some it’s not to Z, imagine hating something so much and being locked in a room with that one thing you hate how long would that hour feel like?
I’m lucky that he was so good on Saturday when we went to a wedding, he played with his numbers for an hour and half, ate his crisps and played with his iPad.
I have three days to make my mind up, J understands if I’m not there. But I suppose that’s why she’s my mate!
On Wednesday I was lucky enough to join another four local bloggers at Steinbeck and shaw, in Cardiff . We were invited for a taste of the new menu, both food and cocktails free of charge.
When I first walked in it reminded me of a bar you’d spend the evening in after a full day snowboarding! I loved the place, took me back to my twenties.
I loved the waltzer as you walked in, it added a bit of retro!
The cocktails were;
Passion wagon ( pink and white)
Coco Bongo, aka holiday in a cup ( one with lid)
Caipirinha ( small glass under the coco Bongo)
Disaranno sour ( the next small glass)
Zombie ( top next to passion wagon)
My favourite was the disaranno sour, followed by the zombie. Was good that we all had different favourites.
Cathryn and I had a moctail and a strawberry milkshake.
There was loads of food, after my allergy tests were still high after keeping off gluten and milk I decided to risk food! I’m glad I did as it was all very nice.
I liked way they were all in little buckets aimed at sharing.
We had sweet potato fries, sweet corn, fish, chicken, sticky BBQ chicken wings, onion rings, pulled pork nachos, nachos, veggie burger, and their tasty chips. My favourite were the chips and sweet potato these I could have eaten all night! I could happily sit with a few cocktails and snack on the fries. I enjoyed the fish and the onion rings, I thought the chicken were a little spicy but I’m just weak, no one else thought so! I tasted the lulled pork nachos but I don’t really like pork and BBQ sauce. Corn on the cob always goes down well.
The motto is ‘Time to pony up’
I really enjoyed my evening, it’s lovely to be able to meet up with the girls, have a good chat, and just enjoy the mummie free time. I’m looking forward to a day evening out in Cardiff as this place will certainly be on my places to go.
Follow our meet up adventures on social media #swmumsmetime
Thanks to stienbeck and shaw for giving me this opportunity to come try the new menu.
* Prices of new menu will be online soon.
I put up pictures of places where Z often goes. People often ask where these places are. So I thought I would write a few of our favourite places.
Our local soft play where we go most often is Giddy Kiddies. Now that Z is at school we will try and go after school once a week. There’s a sensory room and Z loves the place. It helps that the staff are lovely!
We like to go to feed the ducks at Cyfarthyr park . We walk the lake, play in the park, take a train ride, stroll through the woods and on a nice day play in the splash pad!
Z enjoyed the train ride and think I’ll have to take him again!
Think these are where we get asked most!
We’re already on Friday, how did that happen?
I’ve been keeping busy, Monday helped my dad out, Tuesday I had visitors, Wednesday I took my nan shopping. Thursday I went straight for bloods and shopping, it was when I got home and sat down I realised I missed my little guy. So I had diner took the pooch for a walk at the local park and met J, we walked the lake together.
Today I’ve come home, I’m waiting on my washing to stop, I’ve had my breakfast and I’m bored! Yes, I have loads to do, I could go upstairs and make a start. Think that’s what I’ll end up doing, but I’m missing Z. The little babbling and the giggles. I miss looking at the window and he’s not there! I’m just left with two missing squares from a line of Lego that he took to school.
I know who he’ll come home from school it will be cuddle time, just like last night!