Busy weekend!

Hi everyone,

Just to keep things light and breezy, my blog today is really a diary entry. Almost. My weekend started off with getting up early (well. All my days consist of getting up early!) and getting the girls ready for an outing to a TaeKwon-Do competition. If you didn’t know already, my best friends husband is my boss. He’s a 7th Dan Black Belt and has his own full time club! Round of applause please! πŸ‘πŸΌπŸ‘πŸΌπŸ‘πŸΌπŸ‘πŸΌ. I work for him doing his admin. I love my job! So he asked me to make cakes for the UTA fundraiser. Which will help get competitors to competitions around the world! I was in charge of making some cakes and selling them to parents and children at the competition. I took this role very seriously… most of the time. I’m lying! Ali was with me and I think he made a point of splitting us up at one point! πŸ˜³πŸ˜‚. She was sent to the judges table. And I was left to my own devises. Anyway. It was my first experience of a competition and any form of Martial Arts really. It was interesting to watch and Darcey loved watching the sparring. It certainly stuck with her when we got home, she was showing Matt some punches and kicks as best she could replicate! Glenn gave her a medal because in her words “Glenny, can I have a medal for being amazing?”. At the end of the day we made almost Β£300, just selling cakes and drinks. I’m sure it was my wit, charm and dry sense of humour that brought the customers to me! So that was Saturday.

Sunday, was a day of uncertainty once I woke up. Ali had randomly mentioned yesterday that she was running the 10K London Winter Run and asked if I would go with her. When I woke up. I wasn’t going, but I went downstairs and saw that Matt had remembered to take the buggy out of the car. “Darcey, do you want to go to London to watch Ali do her race?”

“Erm… yes mummy! I’ll get dressed right now!” This was at 7am! Quickly we got dressed, breakfast was eaten, teeth brushed, hair done and coats on! We were ready for when Ali drove up on the driveway at 8:15am and she was all shocked that we would come with her (she came to our house first because we live near the train station). So we walked down to the station, got on the train and set off to St Pancras. Once at Nelsons Column, there was 1,000’s upon 1,000’s of people there! Some cheering on their loved ones, wrapped up so tight because it was -4!! MINUS FOUR!! Good ole English weather. But we’re British, we can handle anything! Except Snow, if it snows here. The whole country needs help! It’s madness! Anyway, back to the race. We saw it all, penguin hats, brightly coloured wigs, super heroes, the odd buggy with a small child inside it being pushed by a parent AND an almost naked man! He literally had nothing on that wouldn’t leave anything to the imagination! It was hilarious seeing him try to run with this mankini on! Darcey was utterly disgusted by the whole experience, which made it all the more funnier!

Ali finished in an awesome time of 51 minutes! Which was cause for celebration and re fuelling of a Nandos. We πŸ’™ Nandos! It’s one of those places when you have the same thing every time you go in. You look at the menu and think – I’ll have something different this time. Then you say to yourself, but what if I don’t like it as much as my normal choice?! It’ll be a wasted trip! So I always go for a lemon and herb chicken wrap with cheese and pineapple and the side of spicy rice. You can’t go wrong. It’s so tasty. And on my next trip, I’ll get a free starter. Life goals! Marnie decided that chicken wasn’t as tasty as just having ketchup on its own. And frozen yogurt is her favourite. We headed home from there. Got the tube back to St Pancras and the train back home. It was an eventful day and busy weekend.

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To add.

Happy Chinese New Year! 🐷🧧

I’ll be making my own sweet and sour chicken balls and egg fried rice tonight!

Have a fabulous week!

That is all.

What a weekend!

So the weekend started with Darcey swimming. Saturday morning. Nine am! She’s doing so well and managed to swim without a float again this weekend! Super proud. Hopefully she’ll be going up to the next hat fairly soon, which she’s super excited about!

The afternoon was lovely, with a party for my friends little girl and catching up with a couple of the girls I used to work with at the school. After having a chat about being mums, it seems to me that I’m not the only one who struggled with a baby. I always knew I wasn’t the only one, but it’s comforting to know I’m not alone when it comes to the emotions that comes after having a baby. One of the girls I spoke to said that she was in complete shock when she had her first child. She wanted to have her old life back, wanted to just be her own person and not have to wake up in the night and deal with a vomiting, crying baby. The freedom she had before her first child was greatly missed! I loved having Darcey. But it was after having Marnie all those same feelings came about. If anyone is struggling with a first baby, second or if you’re crazy, third baby+. Just know. You’re not alone!

Anyway. Back to the rest of my weekend. So today was a day in London Town with Matt, the girls, sister and brother in law, their boys and matts mum and step dad! It’s started off heading to the train station for ten o’clock. Went to the platform the screen told us to go to. I quickly noticed that there was no way a train could get to the platform we were on. There was a huge STOP sign on the track. So after asking the guard at the top of the stairs. “Yeah it’s been changing all morning. It’s platform 3”. So over the bridge we go. With a coffee, two babychinos and a buggy! Only to be told that no, in fact the train will come along on the 1st platform. So back over we go. Still unsure that was the right decision. Announcement over the tannoy “the train now approaching platform 3 is the 10:00 service to St Pancras”. πŸ€¦πŸ½β€β™€οΈ “Right. Run Darcey!” I pick the buggy up. Run up the stairs with Darcey and rush her back down whilst the train is just about approaching the platform. The doors open and we’re half way down the stairs! “Hurry up, Darcey!” We made it! The children sat down and played a game of Harry Potter Top Trumps (the best Top Trumps!) and the surprisingly quick journey to London began.

Once we got to London, it was a slow walk down to the underground to catch a train to Knightsbridge to spend the day at the Science Museum. Darcey liked parts of it, but she managed to spend most of her time acting like she was a pre teen. “Ow I’m bored, I already know that, pick me up, I know”, but she loved the interactive parts. My nephews were well into it all though. Which was great to watch! I’m not quite sure what Darcey will be interested in yet. There’s nothing really that I can think of that’s she’s desperate to want to learn. When does that happen? How does that happen? I’ve tried to get her excited about things like Netball, dance, drawing. Nothing really captures her attention. πŸ€·πŸ½β€β™€οΈ

My Sister in Law and I played a great game of “bogies”. If you don’t know the game. It’s great. You walk around a public place (normally a library or supermarket) anywhere works. And take it in turns to say “bogies” until you’re actually shouting it. The person who can say it the loudest, wins. Simple, yet hilarious game! I won every game we played. Obviously. 😏

14k steps later. We got home and the girls are going to bed at 7:30pm. I’m knackered. Matt is sore and the girls are still bouncing around! Why?! How?!

Goodnight! 😴