All about me

I had a night away from Jess at the weekend. My first official night out with the girls in Glasgow. Jessica stayed with my sister. It was good fun, good to catch up and have time with close pals to find out who I am now and realise that it’s okay to relax a wee bit now and again. Although she was never far from my mind, I feel like I did manage to have a laugh and giggle with the gals.

What I’ve taken away from that wee night out is that I need to start taking better care of myself. Jessica deserves the mum I was in January. The one who decided enough is enough, time to get fit and fab and be the mum who is get up and go. I feel like I’ve lost that over the past wee while, my back aches preventing me from proper exercising and it gets me down as I feel in pain and lethargic which means I don’t eat right and then feel bloated and blue. A vicious circle that I need to shake myself out of. I’m going to doc soon to see if my back is simply weak or if there is something. Jessica still deserves he mum who looks good and has the motivation to pop her in the pram and go walking. I deserve to be that person. So hopefully this a wee wake up call I need. Happy mummy, happy baby.



Moving, cowboys and raising money

Yep, she has mastered the commando crawl and tries to get on her knees but mainly uses her toes and elbows. It is great fun to watch her figure this whole moving business. She follows me into the kitchen now, I’m just waiting on her to appear at the bathroom door. 🙂 she is copying loads now too and can wave bye bye and blow raspberries. Although it’s not that much fun when the raspberry being blown is full of bits of weetabix!!!

Today we raised money for Tommys charity which helps mums deal with the loss of still births, at baby sensory. She was dressed up as a cowgirl, the first costume I’ve made for her. She was very cute:


I love going to classes with her. We go to sensory and jo jingles. Sensory is great for ideas of things to do at home and she just loves jingles. It’s all about music and Kerry the woman who runs it is fab! Jessica has reached a few milestones after that class, like sitting up unaided for long periods of time and crawling and playing with instruments.

Anniversaries continued…

…. It’s here, one year on since I last saw or spoke to Jessica’s dad. And I feel nothing. Nothing but happiness, relief, pride and love for my little girl. It is true that sometimes the only thing we as humans need to heal is time. Time has been my healer, I am stronger than ever.

Decisions, decisions

This is such a long post!!! It took me a few sittings to complete.

First things first, there were many factors to take into consideration whilst making this decision. I remember when I moved to Mull, it was like: hey, I’ve got an interview on Mull. Mum, where is Mull?? Decision was easy, let’s move miles away and start a life. Then moving to Dundee was easy too. Mull was too far away and I was fed up of the winters with nothing to do. Now, though,there is this HUGE tiny person to consider and the decision of whether to stay in Ayrshire without a job or move back to Dundee is so difficult. So to try and make some sense of all the whirly burly going on in my head the past few weeks I’ve broken it down.

So yes, for a few weeks he did fill my thoughts. I wondered how I’d feel working and living in the same city where he works. Would I bump into him? Would he look at Jessica or ignore her? Would that affect me? I then had a chat with a good friend (you know who you are) and she said that I needed to go and face my past, not run from it, as well as some other good points. Well I went home after that chat and thought long and hard about him and came to the conclusion that actually it didn’t matter if I ever saw him again. I don’t need to prove anything to him or his family; me and Jess are a great unit, unstoppable, bonded and unbreakable. That relationship is one that I will never get fully over or ever forget as Jessica is a result of it. There will always be unanswered questions, always been that tiny wee bit of me waiting, expecting some contact, prepared for that contact. However it is not filling my every day and I am not obsessing about him. I am now in a place where I am proud of where I am, and if I did see him on the street, I’d walk on by.
So, with that dealt with in my head, sorted out and filed I got thinking about family. Family is super important to me, and although i have some uncles that I would walk by in the street now, I remember growing up with loads of cousins around and spending the odd afternoon with aunts and uncles, babysitting my own cousins, also, since I’ve been back here my cousins have been great. And I realised I want that for Jess. I don’t really want her to grow up with only seeing cousins and grandparents at weekends or in holidays. A 2 week holiday once a year does not make for closeness and that feeling that family are there for you. Now I know that if I’d stayed in fife and had Jess there this was the future she would have but I have the choice now! There is already such a close, amazing, sweet delicate bond between Jess and her cousins. I also feel that I am still figuring this whole single parent life out and I need my parents by my side. There for the wee silly questions, the cuddles, the silence. I have leaned on them so much this past year, if I’m honest I’m just not yet ready to leave that security.

A huge factor was my job is full time, 37.5 hours (sometimes more) a week. That would mean that Jessica would be spending around 40 hours a week with someone who is paid to look after her. Not her primary caregiver, not someone who loved her, not someone who had 100% responsibly just for her, not someone who would move heaven and earth just to see her smile. Considering she is in bed by 7.30 every night I worked it out that I’d only see her for around 30-35 hours a week. So more time in childcare than with me. I would be working to pay for someone else to bring up my child. I know that other people do this, I know that nurseries and childminders are top grade, I know that I would have gotten help with childcare but the bottom line was that this is not how I want to live. The thought of it actually scares me. I want to continue the bond and life I’ve started. Again if I’d stayed who knows what would have happened?

When I seriously considered life in Dundee I cried and felt my heart breaking.

After I had a chat with another pal I considered who would there be to call on when she is ill? What if I got a call from carer to say she couldn’t stay there? I know that staying down here doesn’t always mean that I will have my folks on hand but they would be there. Having been in hospital I know this is true. No matter how close friends are or how helpful they want to be they are not family and I would find it hard to call on them to go pick up Jess. My pal said she would seriously struggle with this if she didn’t have her folks nearby, and that is with her and her husband. This was something that I hadn’t really considered.

So, with all these thoughts whizzing around, I was not sleeping, not really in the zone, preoccupied all the time. It was time to decide, once and for all and the decision was to stay in Ayrshire. To resign from my post in Dundee and put all my energy into making the future work in Ayrshire. And that is what I’ve done. It’s gonna be hard, I’m gonna need to find a part time job and Jess will have to go to a nursery for a few hours a week. But we will make this work. I have family surrounding me, I have no stress of being alone and Jess will have her cousins to show her the ropes. So look out future we are coming.