Blackberry Picking

Jammy fingers

Stinging nettle spots

Sticky things to put in pots

 

Welly boots

Knee high socks

Hair in twigs and knots

 

Brambles and spikes

Sticks and feathers

Fun and smiling get togethers

 

Scrapped knees

Plaster and a kiss

No red, a near miss

 

Holding hands

Giggles and skipping

Be careful, no more tripping

 

Purple lipstick

Sweet and fruity smells

Whispering distant church bells

 

Grass and big oaks

Seeking and hiding

Ready or not calling is asking

 

Travelling home

Smiles on sleepy faces

Holiday fun at the best places

All day long - Why

Did you have a nice sleep – you say why

Eat all your breakfast – you say why

I need to scrub your face – you say why

What do you want to do today – you say why why why

 

Go make your bed – you say why

Flush the toilet – you say why

Clean your teeth – you say why

I ask a question – you say why why why

 

 

Put on your shoes – you say why

We need to go to the shops – you say why

I ask you to do something – you say why

Grab your coat – you say why why why

 

You look cute today – you say why

Eat your lunch – you say why

Do you want pudding – you say why

I’ve had enough – you say why why why

 

Time for bed – you say why

Wash your face – you say why

Time for prayers – you say why

Kiss you goodnight – you say why why why

A poem i just wrote

End of the Summer

 

 

Get down from breakfast if you’re going to mess around

Go get dressed as I hear giggles up the stairs

Are you dressed yet and a no is echoing

Clean your teeth I am shouting again.

 

Have you cleaned you teeth – let me check

What up with you hair – has it seen a brush

I’m sitting here tired – there is no rush

When your under 5 and love your toothbrush

 

Stop that

Put it away

Pick it up

Not that way

Eat your food – don’t play with it

When you’re under 5 and mummy’s losing it

 

My name is Mummy

It’s pretty crummy

I’m far from yummy with fish finger in my hair

I want to be scrummy

But it’s all just too funny

When you’re under 5 with time to spare

 

 

 

Time is slipping by your still upstairs

Naked and playing with your racing cars

I’m still in my jammies scrubbing at cereal

I feel I am slipping and shaking at these bars

 

School days are fast approaching

Name labels have been sewn

I see my life coming closer and closer

All order have been blown

 

NO, 8am is far too early for chocolate as I sneak a Twix in my gown

Toilet paper all over the floor like some collage end of year dorm

I wiped my bottom on my own!, I see the wee one grin

Is it too early and will anyone notice if I take a gulp of the gin

Camping it

Up early and car packed ready to go to the Carfest festival.
Husband left earlier with the girlie and has already pitched our 6 man tent. I am going to drive on down in an hour.
I actually hate driving places that I don't really know how to get you. My phone mapping system has been set so I think I am ready. If I do get lost at least I can phone team 1 up.

We went last year to the festival. It was the first year they started up. We stayed in a 3 man tent.... the 4 of us.
We lasted one night and it was probably one of the worst night sleeps I have had with the girl taking up all the room and the little boy squashing his sweaty body up to me.
The husband had to sleep on the floor.
We had such a great time though (with bagging some cheap tickets off ebay) that we decided to go again.

As per ususal the woman has been left to do all the packing.
However, I don't like slumming it anymore so have packed more than enough creature comforts as well as some extras including - smores, games, pillow, toilet wipes and toilet seat covers.
Even though I love camping..... I hate germs. And when you are camping not everyone is super hygienic.

As well as cars (which the boys love) Mary Berry and Paul Hollywood will be there. And some ace bands.

Right I must go. Got to pack the frozen stuff.

Can't sleep, won't sleep

Not sure why I feel so unsettled at night recently.
I wake up, and spend a few hours with my mind just racing along with my body like a led weight from exhaustion.
My husband is away on business and has taken my little boy with him. They have gone to Manchester for 3 nights.
Since that is where my husband is from, my boy gets to spend some time staying at his Grandparents house.

I have complete mixed emotions about this. Where I know he is having a great time.
I feel as though I am missing a limb:(.
I miss him terribly, he is my baby and I guess always will.
The first night he called I was swallowing back the tears so he couldn't hear that I was upset.

On the upside I have had 4 days to spend with my girlie which was much needed.
I rarely get to spend quality time with her now that she has started school.
The last year has been a whirlwind of school uniform, packet lunches and homework.
And even though homework (reading) has supplied it's own daughter/daddy time.
I have been pushed aside to be the organiser.
Something I thrive on but have missed out on some one to one.

So the last 3 days have been filled with - tickles, cake, sweets, shopping, art, chick flick, snuggles in bed, hair dresser, smelly shopping, lunch and giggles.

And though I am looking forward to having my noisy, cuddly boy home.
I feel I have laid down some really great foundations.

A Part of me

Its interesting but over the past year I have really been discovering my Identity and different parts of who I am and why.
Some of this is due to me completing year one in Faithworks bible college and the other is what we study in church on a Sunday. Yesterday was on Identity.

The parts of myself that I just took for granted, my past, jobs I did.
I always felt I was a bit of a 'Del Boy' when it came to jobs. I worked in about 20 different shops in town and eventually fell into the restaurant business.
Working as a waitress then all the way up to management over 5 years.
It wasn't where my passion lay and looking back I don't particularly think much off it or that it was a great time in my life.
I was always trying to fit into a round hole with the square peg of my life.
Actually looking back I remember how hard it was, what a bad place I was in and how my personal life was such a screw up.
But I stuck at it as I needed the money and got pulled into late nights and early mornings working my ass off and not getting paid half the amount I should have.
One thing I did learn and love in all my years of service was how to cook and bake.

All this aside the other day I got asked to head up the catering for a new Alpha course.
Whoooah how amazing is that?
Without all my years of training in an area I fell into, I would not be in this position.
You see God always knew what he was doing when it came to my life and jobs.
He knew that right now, I would be in a position to help others know about him by loving them with my cooking.
I have also been asked to make a friends wedding cake.
Another chance to love others with my baking.

I am not saying that I want to go into cooking full time. I don't think that is really where I am called.
But certainly, loving others with my cooking is a part of my Identity and I really love it.

You see God has called me out of the boat with this one and I am willing to do what it takes and come into all that he want for me.
I never ever thought that I would be using my cooking for the glory of the Lord. But here I am, saying yes and doing what needs to be done. Because I love it. And I love my Lord and Saviour.




 

Awake at 4.24 and unable to sleep

I feel unsettled, a little sick, dizzy and shaky.
I think the last couple of days have taken its toll on my body and mind.
I have missed my time with Jesus and as I have been lying here I have really been thinking about his love.
I need to absorb more and see myself as Jesus See's me.
My mind is racing. And I just can't switch off.
I also think I'm a little dehydrated. Which doesn't help with my mind and thoughts.
I am listening to kirk franklins imagine me on loop. A powerful song and a great reminder of his love for me.
I feel out of the loop being away for 2 weeks.
I have missed fellowship.

The great thing about a holiday is you have time to think.
This I have lacked when being bogged under with daily routine.
All the baggage is left at your front door as you step out on your two week journey.
Obviously it takes a few days just to unwind and try and relax, but when I did it was bliss.
I am going to make a few changed now home.
And it's good to be home.
To sleep in my own bed. (Not that I'm sleeping)

First thing i am going to do is have a huge clear out.
De clutter
Spring (summer) clean
Breath some fresh air into our house.

Living with just a suitcase reminds me of how easy it is to live with little and how I just don't need 'stuff'

Second I'm going to learn Italian as I am going to Rome in January for my birthday.

And then after that. Who knows but I really enjoyed reading some books again whilst I was away.

My flight over

At so many thousand feet, high above the clouds, looking at the beautiful blanket that they make I am reminded of how awesome our God is.
It is every inch beautiful.
I dream of heaven and being able to fall onto those white duvet as soft as goose feathers and as light as the air itself. Like froth from the seashore.
The sweet sticky sickly marshmallow.
The sun light glimmering just above and the sky so blue.
Gods palette is extraordinarily awesome and breath taking.
Just imagine how much more mind blowing heaven is going to be.