We’ve bit the bullet and taken on a small internal building project which is going to apparently last all of 5 weeks (and that can only mean one thing….loads of dust!). We are 2.5 weeks in and thankfully our house is still in tact and so are relations. My supportive husband and I have been sharing/squatting on the boys bedroom floor as there isn’t anywhere else to really sleep in the house.
Our friends warned us about the dust. I mean they REALLY WARNED us to expect a LOT of dust. So the first week, I was very cautious and ensured the dust sheets were up and that there was no way a spec of dust was going to make it out the ‘building section’ whilst the massive wall bashing was taking place. All has gone well and the wall bashing is finished as is the chasing for the electrics along with the sawing.
Our builders have been great. No swearing. Very clean and tidy up after themselves. They even take their shoes off if there is no dust sheet on the floor. Extremly considerate for the boys and our dogs and very patient!!
So – I figured – they have finished the dust making part, we don’t need to worry about said dust sheets any more. Well…I can tell you something else! There is MORE dust now that they are doing small jobs than there ever was with the wall bashing! Today, after cleaning the kitchen, there was a small layer of white dust all over the stove. I wandered upstairs to the ‘building section’ to ask where all the dust was coming from and saw the culprit. A bag of something like wall glue (forgive me – I am not technically up to speed with building words I have to tell you). I could see these fine particles going into the air as the builder was taking a small trowel (yep – learnt a word!) of this fine powder out of the bag to gently mix it with whatever it is he mixes it with.
I have refused to dust for the last 2.5 weeks. REFUSED! The bets are on for how long I actually last for. I can see dust on everything. It’s all for a good cause and being as stubborn as I am known to be I don’t know who is going to win the dust war. Me or the dust!
It’s a wet, miserable day and the boys have been enjoying playing on the wii. Our late lunch is slow cooking away and I thought it would be a good idea for a quick snack. Usually I turn to fruit or cashew nuts (sweety nuts as they are known in our house). But today the popcorn was calling. I love the anticipation of waiting for the kernals to pop and then that popcorn smell and it brings back all sorts of memories. At which point in time I am kicking myself (again) for not cooking a smaller amount – I have never, ever, managed to have the right amount of popcorn for the pot – and end up juggling popping corn whilst emptying the already popped corn into a bowl.
The first few years of a child’s life are always the critical ones. The learning curves are so steep for both parent and child. Now that our boys are a bit older, the one complaint I hear from ‘new’ parents is how their child is always sick after going to a soft play area or a day or two after going to nursery, and the memories come flooding back. Read on
Over the last year or so, I have had a few discussions about how health and saftey conscious today’s parents are (myself included). When comparing now and when we were children, we wouldn’t dare do half of those fun things with our own. ..Read on
Walking our dogs is generally always therapeutic…except when you come across another dog walker whose social skills require some work..read on for the full story
50 Things to Do Before you’re 11 ¾…is a list compiled by The National Trust and is a great way to get out and about with your children (or without!) …here is the list we have completed.
I stumbled across a surviving pre-eclampsia page and it got me thinking…
There was me thinking that we could sit back and relax on the food manners for our dogs…alas…a bit more work is required. Here is the evidence
If you are thinking of hiring an au pair, or nanny, most sites or book tell you the do’s. Well here are a few tips on what not to do… and yes this is from experience.
As I start out on my new journey in the world of blogging, I can’t but help feel nervous and a bit anxious as to whether I am doing the right things, at the right times and whether this is something I will be able to sustain over time. Sort of like starting out in the world of becoming a parent.
Just like deciding on whether to have children (or not), I sat and pondered whether I am up for the task of writing (I have never considered myself a writer) and whether my supportive husband would be ok with the idea (thankfully he is!).
Once I made the decision, and unlike the joint decision we made to have children, in this case my supportive husband was only told after I had secured my domain name, the realisation suddenly hit that I *may* actually need to start working on all the other things that need to be done and research as much as I can before I start blogging. And yes, this is the same feeling I had after the excitement of falling pregnant. The ”oh wow! What happens next and what do I need to do in order to ensure our baby grows and we do everything in the right way!’ I feel the same way about mumof2.com.
Over the coming weeks, I am sure I will make a few (or a lot) of mistakes and hopefully learn from them. I do hope that you will check back to find out my progress and as my confidence grows that some of my posts will be thought provoking and inspiring.