I’m backkkkkk!! I’m not even sure why I took a huge break from blogging, I guess I just wasn’t into it as much and I’ve created an Instagram where I kind of vlog which seems easier than writing it all down..

But I’m back, now 24. I’d like to say older and wiser but I’d be lying to myself and to you, just the same old me.
J HAS LEFT THE ARMY! Finally turned into a veteran in January and although it’s been so weird having him home most the time apart from when he’s being a tanker wanker (his words I promise), it has been so much better! Financially and mentally. Not having to worry about if he’s going to be deployed and miss special occasions, never been able to book anything etc. So of course we booked our first family holiday abroad, then Corona happened (thanks to the twat that ate a dodgy bat).
So instead of getting excited to go to Greece where I’ve wanted to go FOREVER, I’m trying to deal with a toddler that’s hit terrible two’s slightly early with a temper and an attitude that would make our ancestors turn in their graves, keep him entertained and occupied even though he’s completely out of routine, can’t see his friends or family. Did I mention Josh is a key worker so still working? Oh yeah, seems to be having to work a lot of nights out too so back to ‘single mummy’ mode even though I’ve never been a single parent..
On the up side, I found a job! I started working a pub I used to before I went to uni at the beginning of February but then lockdown happened. I’m still lucky to be getting furlough pay, it’s not much but it pays for the extra toys I’m buying (and snacks and gin for mummy) to keep the monster distracted for a while.
Regarding lockdown, we’re hanging in there. I admit, I’ve probably put on about 3 stone and turning slightly into an alcoholic (when J is home so don’t worry parent police). R is struggling with no routine and is missing Daddy too but with lots of Paw Patrol and making random shit that literally ends up in the bin or through my parents post box as well as baking – which I now have requests from J’s tanker team because, and I quote, ‘we’re neglected and need feeding’. I mean they have wives but a lot of them stay out during the week and the ones that don’t, very rarely go home so that’s my mission for this weekend. They always complain J is spoilt but it’s literally because I’m bored. Luckily the weather has been mostly nice so we’ve been able to go for lots of walks to burn off some energy (and cake).
We (meaning I) are also in the process of getting R into his own room in his own bed :O!!!!! Well night 1 went fairly decent, took about an hour to get him to settle. Night 2 was a JOKE. I very nearly gave in, 2.5 hours it took for him to finally crash, a whole 150 minutes of me singing, shhing, stroking his hair etc, it is exhausting. But night 3, he was gone in 35 minutes, before 8:30pm! He’s only staying in for 4-5 hours but after co-sleeping for 21 months, I feel like super mum and give myself a huge pat on the back and a big bloody well done.
I’m not even going to try to say I’ll keep up with blogging this time because I don’t know how true that will be although I have downloaded the app to my phone so I don’t have too much off an excuse now.. but if I still have readers, thank you for being patient with me🥰















Unfortunately J is away so I’ll have R as my valentine this year although we did exchange gifts and cards on Sunday, so used to this!


