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Me and M&E

Posted by shinymac on March 30, 2008

I love receiving emails. I love the feeling when I open my mailbox and see Inbox(25). It creates the most exciting feelings of anticipation within me, yet I don’t really know why, especially considering that most of the time my emails are junk. “You have received a new Super Wall post from [insert name here of prolific Super Wall posters]”, or “Check your credit rating for free online now!”, or even “Viagra for free”. Hmm, I might have a think about the viagra, well if it’s free…….

Anyway, last night I arrived home to Inbox(2), which wasn’t that exciting, but when I clicked onto the Inbox and discovered that I had two emails from the same sender, I almost cried, and not because I was disappointed.

These emails were from the local council. To be precise; the school admissions section of the local council. Lo and behold, they were confirmation emails that my little girls had officially grown up, or rather, that my little girls had officially been accepted to start at the school we had chosen for them for September.

Yes, I was indeed happy at the time. So happy in fact, that I woke Alex up to share the good news. I was relieved that they had been accepted into our (and their) first choice, and that it was all sorted out, apart from the uniform side of things.

However, in the cold light of day (and believe me, it has been freezing today with wind and heavy rains), I could cry.
It’s like I’ve been whacked in the head with a big huge hammer, and suddenly it’s dawned on me. They’re growing up! They’re getting big! They are not babies anymore! They are about to embark on one of the biggest, most influential and determining adventures of their little lives, and I for one am absolutely terrified!

I mentioned to Alex earlier that I am totally dreading their first day of school. He said; “why? Because they will cry? I bet they will cry their eyes out!” And there’s no doubt about it, they will do. But that wasn’t why I was dreading it. I replied with; “no! I will!”

I realised that I won’t have them with me all day, every day anymore. My journey to work will be done alone, without the little games we play (we look out for people who have bright hair, walk funny, and we spot the same people who were on the bus the day before), and without someone to talk to, or someone sat on my knee.

It has all hit me today, that I am going to miss my little friends, my best little friends. So from now until September, I am going to make the most of every single day we have together, and cherish every little moment, no matter how insignificant it may seem at the time, because come September, it will be so fondly remembered.


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Amy Winehouse

Posted by shinymac on March 12, 2008

Last night, which just happened to be the last night of my 2 and a half weeks off work, I was sat drawing with the kids, and Amy Winehouse was playing on the shuffle setting of my ipod. Evie started to sing along and announced how much she loved Amy Winehouse, whilst dramatically waving her arms around in a love heart shape.
Marley decided she would have a go at drawing Amy Winehouse, and at 4 years old (and a bit), this is what she came up with. Isn’t it brilliant? (And check out her boobies and tattooed arms,┬ánow that is attention to detail!)


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5 years

Posted by shinymac on March 10, 2008

I love anniversaries, but I am usually absolutely rubbish at remembering them. I love remembering where I may have been on this day however many years ago, or remembering certain events that time-stamped my life, or made a difference. This time 5 years ago, I was feeling quite unwell. So unwell in fact, that I made a decision to go out to the little chemist in Hedon and purchase a pregnancy test. The test that changed my life and all around it! Yes, it was positive, and Evie and Marley existed in my womb, although as far as I was aware, it was just Evie on her own, or just Marley on her own, or even some boy who would’ve been called Jimi or something like that.

Stupidly, I sent a text message to annouce this to Alex. I didn’t have email at home at that point, I was off work due to feeling so sick, and he couldn’t take calls on his mobile. He had to be told straight away, and the only way he could be was via a wonderful, yet scary, SMS.

We told our families straight away, and the news went down far better than we expected, especially considering we’d not even been together a year, and it was all a bit sudden, plus Alex was younger, and it was all so scary for everyone.

However, 5 years on, to the day, we’ve proven that we weren’t too immature. We’ve proven to everyone who may have doubted our capabilities, that we are good parents, and we have 2 wonderful little girls to show for it.

The last 5 years have been challenging indeed, but when I see their beautiful little faces, I know that when I talked to my stomach on this very day 5 years ago, that they were in there, listening to me.

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Rats to rejection

Posted by shinymac on January 30, 2008

I never told the whole story about the park visit yesterday. Evie (one of my 4 year old twin girls) suffered rejection for the first time in her tiny little life! From a boy! Milan (Antonia’s little 2 [almost 3] year old), was taken under the wings of Evie and Marley (my twins), and they showed him the slide, sat next to him on the swings and played monsters with him. At one point, Milan reached up towards Marley’s hand and held it as they started to walk to the big slide together. Evie noticed this, and ran over, holding out her hand towards Milan. Neither Milan nor Marley noticed her, and they continued on their quest towards the slide eagerly. Evie froze. She slowly turned around towards us adults and her lip quivered, her shoulders shook and her forehead became a little furrow of lines, “Milan won’t hold my hand!” She cried. I gently explained that they didn’t see her there, but you could see she felt rejected and alone. They all went on the slide, and Marley, being sensitive and kind, said they would wait for Evie, but her and Milan accidentally went down the slide without her. Poor Evie was left heartbroken and desperate. I had to tell her to play it cool! “Play hard to get Evie!”

I also haven’t mentioned what happened last night yet have I? Ugh, make sure you are not eating food of any kind!
On my way to work, I noticed a lady rummaging through the bin at the tram stop, and she didn’t even stop when I arrived to buy my ticket. I was quite taken aback with this. At first I thought perhaps this lady had dropped something in the bin, and then I realised I’ve seen this girl doing the same thing before. She’s a known drug addict around these parts, and she was desperately raking through. Goodness knows what she was trying to find. Food? Money? Drugs? A ticket someone has accidentally thrown away?

Then, on the way home from work, I was waiting at the tram stop, alongside a goth who was heavily engrossed in his ipod and his book, and alongside an elderly gentleman, who, to be honest, I was surprised to see out and about at that time of night on his own… I wonder if he thought the same thing about me? Anyway, there I was standing on the platform, when I saw something move quite quickly on the other side of the platform… it was huge, so my first thought was “wow, squirrels are staying up later these days!”, until I realised the tail was far from bushy, and it was indeed no squirrel. It was a RAT! I pointed it out to the elderly gentleman, and we watched it together for a few minutes as it scrambled about hunting for food, and sniffed the shelter for clues. Suddenly it darted off super-fast, and a girl came walking along. We both hoped that the rat didn’t come back and frighten the poor girl! It was a lovely shared moment, and for the first time in ages, despite the rat which had made my hair stand on end, and my skin crawl, I felt safe.

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Windy Words

Posted by shinymac on January 21, 2008

Today has been an unusually windy day. I got the kids all ready for our nightly trip to The Trafford Centre, where they get picked up by Alex on his way home from work, and I toddle off to work. They had their hats on, their big warm coats and their little handbags with a couple of sweets in to try and keep them awake. Parenting has a lot to do with bribery. Stickers don’t cut it on a bus like they do at the dinner table.

So, we got to Stretford and stood waiting for our bus to come along, when suddenly the wind picked up and almost blew us all away, well, I say “us”, I think I meant “them”, because there is no way the wind could blow me anywhere – the New Year diet is…. erm…. well let’s just say it’s not going so well.

Evie whimpered a little and said she wanted to be at home, and Marley was silent, which I thought was unusual, but when asked if she was okay, she nodded and seemed content, despite the gusts.

We played our usual game of eye spy on the bus, and then off I went to work once they were safely bundled into Alex’s car.

I got home tonight and told Alex how I felt bad that I had to drag them out in the wind, but we don’t really have a choice at the moment. He chuckled a little bit and said that Marley told him the following:

“I tried to talk to Mummy, but the wind blew my words away”. I cried!

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