October 25th – Pooey, Chaotic Behaviour

1999:  Up at 6.15 and full of smiles.  All went very well, behaviour, happiness and time wise until, that is, mum smelt the ominous waft from my pants.  I was very upset when mum collected me today as I was in the middle of playing.  How dare she arrive now!  I soon calmed down when mum mentioned there were sweeties in the car.  Didn’t eat much tea – a couple of mouthfuls of pasta and two yoghurts.  Didn’t want a bath just milk like a “baby”.  I had my bottle and fell asleep.

2019:  Well at least my pooey behaviour had less impact on the future of the country than today’s political news. Not only are they still squabbling over Brexit and asking for yet another extension, they now want to throw ANOTHER general election into the mix in December. Well that’s not going to cause more delays and chaos is it? Can it get any worse? I think people will be wanting to burn different effigies than Guy Fawkes this November 5th!

#kids #parents #toilettraining #Brexit #GuyFawkes #sweets #bonfirenight

March 29th – Letting Rip

1999:  I waved to all the cars, buses and lorries on the way, to Edons today and not one of them waved back, I didn’t think that was a very good start to the day.  It was quiet today, as it’s half term, so no Jake or Josh, but Lea and Dan were there.  I didn’t want mum to go this morning and this evening I came running out to meet her.  There was an Easter egg in the back of the car, which I spied straight away, and ended up eating it all but still ate my tea (which I feel was a good move on my part) Played in the garden, watched some of Simbas Pride with mum after my bath, and was in bed and asleep by 8.00.  Not a very eventful day, but the chocolate was good!

2019:  I clearly used to love chocolate. Still like my sweets but chocolate is one of my worst “go through me” intakes. But then most foods do and I’m either eating for England or not at all. Got caught short in Tesco the other day and had to run (luckily pre ankle injury!). I followed the toilet signs only to come across a large rail of clothing blocking my path. I had to run all the way round another two aisles and came to the disabled loo first with a big sign “Not all disabilities are visible”. Phew! I went in, pulled everything down and sat on the throne just in time to do a big “Crohn’s let rip”. Relief. Bugger. There was no bloody toilet roll. So ensued 10 minutes of trying to get Zofs attention by text (who is usually glued to her phone) and eventually she responded, found me loo roll and deposited it to me in the disabled loo. No need to text to get her attention today as we are glued together, at Stansted and on our way to Budapest. Lets Party!

#holidays #budapest #stansted #flying #crohns #IBD #IBS #tescos #shopping #eating #sweets #chocolte #eastereggs #toddlers #growingup #childminders

March 6th – Modelling with Blond Highlights

1999:  –  Mum it’s Saturday – a busy day none the less! We went to Chelmsford to get my 3rd ‘watch me grow’ photo taken,. Mum put my leather waistcoat on for this occasion and I proudly told everyone I was ‘mart’.  I pulled my usual stern face during the sitting with the odd smile here and there.  I actually thought it far more fun to very slowly dribble out the corner of my mouth, putting more force on it just as the man took the photo!  Mum didn’t seem too impressed though.  We walked through the high street to the swimming pool only to find it does not open until midday.  Doesn’t anybody realise today is Saturday?  People want to swim.  We walked back to the car and on the way mum bought me a packet of milk buttons to munch on in the buggy and we popped into Zanzibar to buy some tapers and incense sticks. We then made a quick exit when mum noticed a lady walking around with a chocolate button wrapper stuck to her trousers! We eventually left town and got stuck at the traffic lights.  Hold up mum, the lights are green, the right hand lanes moving but we’re at a standstill in the left.  Mum.  MUM. Those cars are parked!  How embarrassing.  Everyone behind was very patient. Well she has died her hair blonde……….

2019: My mums blonde moments are endless. There really wasn’t any hope for me. Having said that I’m definitely the more sensible one and actually have some common sense. But then again mum did remember to leave me a list of jobs to do today! Shopping and cooking were the highlights.

#blond #hair #ditzy #growing up #photography

March 4th – I’m a Foodie Born and Bread

1999: Early start today.  Awake at 6.30 when mum bought my milk in!  Is she feeling all right?  It’s a bit on the early side and she did it all on her own. I held my own inhaler and spacer unit this morning, something I’ve started doing over the past week.  Why does it take big people so long to realise that we will happily do things, if only they’d let us get on with it?  I tried to play with my racing cars this morning but they wouldn’t work.  Mum had a look at it and then blamed me accusing me of leaving the battery on which I felt was mighty unfair and so I had a look and I managed to get it going. When mum picked me up tonight we went home via the shops and I chose Jelly Tots and went running up to mum.  Oh, was that not the reason we were here then?  Apparently not – it was to collect a paper for Nan! She gave in.  I’m just far too cute, but it’s definitely for my own good!  Whilst she was paying I went for a wander.  Mum found me in the cake section drooling over the iced buns; she seemed rather relieved that she reached me at that point; personally I found it quite disappointing.  No milk tonight because mum forgot to buy any – even though we’d just been to the shop!.  We’ve only just been to the shops!  It’s typical, I really don’t know what she does with her day, or her memory come to that.  Tired, milkless and asleep by 8.00

2019: Well mum hasn’t changed over the years and neither have I really. Still love my milk, although I know it probably makes my Crohn’s worse, along with gluten, but my motto is “You’re here for a good time, not a long time”. Death really doesn’t bother me but dying of boredom and restriction does. That’s not the depressed or morbid side of me talking, I’ve looked death in the eye with sepsis. I wasn’t scared – I was too delirious to know or feel anything – but I did make up my mind afterwards to live. And food is my passion so I’m gonna enjoy it. I’ve long grown out of asthma – 7 years ago but it stopped me enlisting for the army at 16 as had to be 3 years clear, and then Crohn’s came along …

#crohns #autoimmune #depression #positiveliving #food #milk #asthma #growing up

 

February 18th -Workout

1999:   Awoke at 6, prodding mum and whispering her name.  She kept telling me it was the middle of the night and that I should ‘go back to sleep’, but I didn’t.  The alarm eventually went off  and feeling bored now I shot up, turned off the alarm and put the radio on.  There’s no way she’s snoozing today, I’m wide awake.  I spent the day at Nan’s today.  We went for a walk over the town; I pushed my buggy the whole way there but managed to hitch a ride back.  Mum didn’t get in until 7 tonight and when she finally arrived to pick me up we had to go straight home.  I took a chocolate mousse with me which I was insistent on eating with mummy’s keys (she can’t drive then, we get to stay longer), but Nan persuaded me to use my fingers instead.  I don’t know if they were any cleaner than the keys to start with, but they were in a wonderful mess by the time I’d finished. When we got home we had to empty mums bedroom of all her furniture and later Dev arrived to lay her carpet.  I was a great help of course. At least that’s one roll of carpet gone. 

2019:  So this morning  work wanted me to go painting in my car. Yeah right. Then they said I could do lofts – without ladders. So I spent the day job hunting and filling in load of applications for factories, building and support worker. Need a job. Need my flat.

#toddlers #work #jobhunting #childood #mums #Adulthood #moving

February 10th Temper Tantrums, Haircuts and Rugby

1999:  A bit of comfort in mums bed this morning with the quilt back on the mattress.  Really need to stop this habit but neither of us wants to; it’s quite nice really, snuggling up together.  Only problem is – this can’t really go on for the next 10 years.  Woke up at 7.15, oops!  Mummy really should get a plastic sheet for this bed.  Off we set for a very, very mischievous day at Edons.  It was reported to mummy that I tried to bite Jakes arm because he was holding onto my buggy.  Later I was fighting over some Duplo and ended up throwing it in some kids face.  They have narrowed it down to the Dolly mixtures – it’s great this – they think you’re such an angel that they blame it on the food!  Are they mad?  I was just feeling really naughty okay!  Mum attempted to cut my hair tonight with new clippers, but I wriggled and complained and now have a new stripy, itsy bitsy hair do.

2019:  Lots of “accidental hair cuts” over the years. I remember flying to Ireland once, having to wear a cap the whole time and going straight to a hair dressers from the airport. Wouldn’t let mum anywhere near my hair now – it has to be a perfect skin fade. Loved watching the mischief of rugby between Norwich and Holt under 12’s today – slipping and sliding in the rain and the mud and England muller France in the six nations in the dry and warm at home

#toddlers #grwoing up #pottytraining #hair #skinfade #sweet #Enumbers #rugby #sixnations #England #norwich #holt

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