Wow~what a saturday it’s been. Took my Mum for her second covid vaccine, had cuddles with my beautiful great niece whilst seeing my fab family and had my hair cut.
Whilst driving home~I treated the other drivers on the A24 to some car karaoke, how lucky are they?! I do wish we all lived nearer though~40 miles may not sound a lot but some days it feels like 400 miles. Family is everything.❤x
In this ever changing world we find ourselves in ~one thing that never changes is the love that holds us all together even during times that we must be apart.
Today and everyday~we celebrate the love, the memories and the wonderful times ahead. In a year we have said goodbye to our wonderful nan ,we have also welcomed new arrivals and one of my beautiful nieces (I am blessed to have 3) has become a Mummy for the first time too.
I simply cannot wait for us all to be together to hug you all and to meet my new great niece and nephew.
So here I am aged 43yrs feeling quite frankly like an old version of my teenage self complete with horrible hormones, mood swings and everything in between.
I am embarking on a new journey which is apparently called ‘the menopause’ thats the medical term for it, I could offer my own name for it but it probably wouldn’t be very polite!
Yes it’s finally happening my body is basically going full circle in its stages of life and after having a hysterectomy (5 years ago now) it has decided to grace me with the following joys
*hot sweats *increased insomnia~who knew that was even possible! *a full range of extensive hormones which could hands down rival my teenage daughters any day of the week!
I could go on but I won’t spoil it for you hehe.
Something that has definitely got worse (and yes I admit this has never been my strong point ) Is the ability to concentrate and indeed remember~well hardly anything at all.
For example~Thursday evening whilst I thought the gammon joint I was preparing for dinner was cooking nicely in the oven, you can imagine my surprise when I opened the oven to find myself looking at an empty roasting tin!
I kid you not my first response was ‘where on earth has the meat disappeared to’.
Realising that it couldn’t of simply vanished from the oven~I scanned the kitchen to find it sitting on top of the oven waiting to be cooked.
I wish I could say these things didn’t happen to me on a daily basis but sadly that would be lying.
Anyhow I’m off to try and get some adulting done~and if you haven’t already seen my top tip of trying to mend your ripped top 2 mins before you are meant to be leaving the house then do be aware that strong glue isn’t the answer!