Support Matters #BloggersBash

It’s not easy being the partner/spouse/family member of a blogger and writer.

I can only imagine what Hubby Dearest and my kids think I am doing, as I sit, reading posts, and laughing to myself, thinking, before feverishly writing comments…

The constant checking my notifications to reply to my Blog Peeps must be so annoying…

Me needing quiet as I write…

Wondering when I am going to bed, as I toy with words on a screen for what seems like forever…

Worrying if I may turn their latest silly comment into a blog post…

Hoping that I might stop soon, to feed them…

But knowing they got my back… Priceless.

The kids have been wonderful, you know, the last couple of weeks, as I finished my WIP. They even listened to snippets, giving me support and encouragement along the way.

Hubby Dearest is a quieter supporter; he lets me get on with things, and is pleased for me when things go well, but doesn’t always really know what I am doing!

But this year he is giving me some extra special support, by accompanying me to the Annual Bloggers Bash! I wanted him to come last year too, so he could meet some of the folks I try to talk about, but it didn’t happen.

This year, he decided that he would do it. Be there for me as I debut as a speaker (more on that below), and cheer me along at the awards too… (again, see below 😉 )

It’s quite a big thing, you know. I’ve been to several events with him over the last 20 years, as his plus one, for company parties. But this is the first time he’s going to be my plus one! (So to speak!)

We’ll try and book somewhere nice for the night, so I don’t have to rush off like a budget Cinderella at 6pm , to catch my train! and share more drinks and chats with my Blogily!

More on the post title about support

Just in case you didn’t know, I’ve been nominated for the Best Overall Blogger 2018 award at the Annual Bloggers bash. I haven’t gone on about it TOO much (yet) because my WIP drained my attention and energy, but I am back!

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I shall, shamelessly, ask for your support, to think about voting for me… but there are some other AWESOME blogs I am up against…

Nominees: 
Retirement Reflections,
Daddy And Dad,
Jenny in Neverland,
Life, Books, and More…,
I’m A Writer, Yes, I Am!,
Me and My Books,
Gin & Lemonade,
Linda’s Book Bag,
A Brummie Home and Abroad,
But I Smile Anyway…,
Smorgasbord-Variety is the Spice of Life,
Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo,
 I’m Sick and So Are You

Please check them out, then click here to be directed to the voting post (to vote for me, obviously!)

There are eight other awards that are open for votes too, and believe me, some very deserving blogs on those lists too! Do vote in each category, it is so easy, simply select and click vote! Done!

But you can ONLY VOTE ONCE, so think carefully before voting!

The votes close at the end of April, so make sure you don’t forget!

VOTE HERE!

And, if you hadn’t heard, I am even giving a talk (eek!) sharing

…my top tips from a working mother on how to keep your blog running smoothly and giving it plenty of attention without abandoning your family and real life too!

Your support in not throwing eggs or rotten fruit if you are there would be much appreciated… and hopefully I don’t put you to sleep! (I’ve worked really hard on the handout too!)

Click here for more information about the Guest Speakers for the day!

There will even be a panel discussion too, which is always so informative.

And there just might be some cake involved too…..

Those were my creations last year!

Are you coming to the Bash? Let me know in the comments, I’m excited to know which new blog pals I will get to meet this year, and catch up with my old Blog Buddies too!

If not, why not? Click here to get your tickets! 

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Ramblings Of A Sleep-Depraved Mother #ThursdayThoughts

“Have an early night,” they said.

“You’ll feel much better!” I was assured.

Lil Princess told me to make sure the last thing I say to her at night was “Promise to stay in your bed,” as apparently that works….

Yeah right!

So, I managed to drift off around 10 pm, and all was quiet around the house.

I fell into the peaceful sleep of a person who no longer had the pressure of observation on her head.

Oh yeah, thank you all for the good wishes yesterday, things went really well, and the kids shone in the class too. My head teacher was really happy with how the lesson went, and said she really enjoyed time in the nursery. Phew! I was so worried, after an awful observation pre-Christmas (due to terrible timing of a lot of things, resulting in a really bad lesson, where nothing really flowed!) but now I can relax  until the next one !

Then at 2.30 am I heard crying…

Lil Princess.

She isn’t a crier.

“Mummy, my tummy really hurts…”

There are bugs going around again at school. The place is rife with snot, coughs and sick buckets – had she caught a bug?

Two hours of encouraging going to the toilet, massaging tummies, even getting fruit down her in case it was more constipation…

And in the back of my mind I am thinking… “Could it be ‘time’ for her?”

As a mother of a girl I have to remember that she is getting older, and soon enough will join the club, so to speak, of females with PMT! In all honesty, she’s perfected the hormonal mood swings already, they were in evidence from around the age of seven!

We’ve talked about the changes that will be occurring obviously. She tells me she knows everything already because they talk on the playground, and well, YouTube teaches everything too, doesn’t it!

Obviously I have corrected certain misconceptions, and we have the joys of that talk happening in her year group this academic year too, but I can’t help but wondering if that may be part of the reason for the tummy ache…

We are all up now. She is teary and tummy still aches a little, but I have made some herbal concoction, recommended by my mum in law, to help tummy aches, in case it is sickness or digestion related (boil cardomom pods, fennel seeds and ajawain (caroway) seeds in water until the liquid colours. drain and sweeten with a little honey for kids, and sip while warm. Should help loosen anything inside, or ease aches).

We will attempt school, and if things don’t look good, I can drop her to her uncle who is working from home today.

She’s also getting a cold – great. Lil Man is blowing his nose (with his unbruised left hand – did I tell you he caught it in the car door the other day?) and my throat is starting to hurt…

I’m praying there is no sickness – hoping we can crawl to the weekend, then all just slob out on the sofa and recharge batteries and get better….

Oh well, off to school for another eventful day ending in a Governors meeting (that finishes at 8 pm, if we’re lucky!).

Catch y’all later Peeps!

“You’re just like your mum.” The biggest compliment in the world! #MothersDay #SundayBlogShare

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Mothers day, or Mothering Sunday, is here in the UK, on March 11th this year.

It’s a time to show your appreciation for that wonderful woman who put you here on this earth.

But like Valentine’s Day, why should there be just one day when we show our love, and gratitude to these fantastic females?

I would like to celebrate my mum every day. She has been a rock throughout my life, and I’m sure will continue to be one for many years to come.

Recently I have had many people comment on how much I am looking like my mum. I don’t just want to look like her, I want to be like her too!

There is usually a bit of a thing from hubby to wife isn’t it? “Your getting like your mother!” Well Hello!!! If I am anything like my mother, you are one lucky man!!

  • She is the calmest person in all situations, she’s handled some crazy ones, and always carries herself with great aplomb.
  • She is a most amazing cook! I feel privileged to have grown up with her cuisine, she has encouraged my brother and I to try and learn from her too.
  • She taught me simplicity is best. I credit my good skin to her not smothering herself in makeup when I was little, and so not being too fussed about it myself, on a day to day basis.
  • She brought us up with fairness, and though there was the chance, she didn’t spoil us. Instead both her and my Pops made sure we had all we need to life a comfortable life.
  • Her patience is never ending!
  • She’s kinda cuckoo, in a good way, she knows how to laugh at herself!
  • She is a marvellous grandma to our children too!
  • Her way of talking to people means that almost everyone is at ease with her, and she is a confidante to many.
  • She knows how to handle family!
  • She is a wonderful Mother-in-Law, ask my Sister-In-Law!
  • She has an infinite amount of love for us all.

When I was younger, I’d look at her and be kinda mad, jealous, even. Her eyes are this beautiful light brown, and mine, that plain old dark brown of your average Indian. Instead of me inheriting them, her niece got them!

She had the long straight hair which my brother got, I got the wild frizzy curls courtesy of my Pops.

She got the naturally amazing shaped eyebrows, I got caterpillars. And she had non existent hair in legs… Me… The opposite!

But I did get her curves. And for that I am grateful!

And, even without certain physical features of hers, I really do look like her! In fact I was looking at old pictures from her school and college days, and had to do a double take. What was my picture doing in her old album?! She laughed and said ” No beta (child), that was me!”

Now I’m a wife, daughter-in-law and mother myself, I fully appreciate how much my mum has given of herself, how much of herself she has devoted to her children and family. I don’t think I am capable of doing all she has done but if I am half the mum she was and is, I know I’ll be amazing!
So thank you Mum,
For all you’ve done.
For all you’ve helped me through.
I couldn’t find
Another kind
Of mum, like you, it’s true.
Ritu 2015

Back to School – Whyyyyyyy???

It’s Monday… again…

It’s before 7am, and I am up… again… in the dark, faffing around and getting ready for work, preparing the kids things for school…

Did I really have a week off?

You may recall my post last week about what I had planned during our half term. If not you can check it out here!

There was not much R and R involved in the eventual plans for the week, what with kids having plenty planned, and driving up to my folks, then birthday things going on.

It all went to plan.

The car cost me an arm – rather than an arm and a leg – due to finding a great company that picked up the car, and dropped it back to us, with a service and MOT done in the middle.

The kid’s sleepover was great too – I just love seeing their cheeky faces when they have an opportunity to act all grown up, and they pushed the sleep time, but I was just glad they had fun,

The trip to Pops and Mum was short but sweet. We spent time together, popped out for lunch and shopping, and spent a wonderful evening watching old cine films again! They had found reels containing footage from when I was born, to my first steps, dancing (Lil Princess wanted to know why the 11 month old me was “twerking”! Try explaining the huge butt, thanks to a terry towelling nappy, and the baby bounce that all babies do, when they don’t have the ability to move on their feet too much, but want to enjoy the music!) in my own way, to my first trio to see family in Kenya. It was precious to see me with my maternal grandparents, and my Pops’s brother, all who aren’t with us any more.

I managed to film a couple of clips on my phone for you to share with me!

Here is me with my special style of crawling!

And here are those first steps!

I didn’t get much rest though, as I spent the first night chatting to my parents until late, and the second on the phone to my bestie until the wee hours. It was a much needed catch up, and many sage words of advice were spoken, making me feel a bit better about all sorts of things.

Back to reality (as in home) meant we were getting prepared for the Saturday night birthday treat for Lil Princess. It was a concert by The Little Mix Experience, a tribute band of her favourite group at the moment, Little Mix. It was a lovely evening, and I shall post in more detail about that tomorrow!

Yesterday was spent getting ready for today… Bleurgh!

I don’t want to go back to school!

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Actually, that isn’t entirely true. I am happy to be going back to a little routine. And I am not in as much of a funk as I was in January. Yesterday, I dyed my hair – Goodbye greys! – and beautified myself!

I’m feeling more positive, and more ME!

So here’s to a good new term, full of fun and craziness at home too, when the in laws go to India, and I have extra childcare to juggle, on top of usual mum/wife/ teacher duties… argh!

Happy Monday Peeps! Have a great week!!!

 

Twelve days of holiday! #Christmas

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My take on a classic!

On the first day of holidays
My children gave to me
A bucket load of sick, yippee!
On the second day of holidays
My children gave to me
Two nights of coughing
And a bucket load of sick, yippee!
On the third day of holidays
My children gave to me
Three temper tantrums,
Two nights of coughing
And a bucket load of sick, yippee!
On the fourth day of holidays
My children gave to me
Four lame excuses
Three temper tantrums
Two nights of coughing
And a bucket load of sick, yippee!
On the fifth day of holidays
My children have to me
Five super smiles!
Four lame excuses
Three temper tantrums
Two nights of coughing
And a bucket load of sick, yippee!
On the sixth day of holidays
My children gave to me
Six loads of washing
Five super smiles!
Four lame excuses
Three temper tantrums
Two nights of coughing
And a bucket load of sick, yippee!
On the seventh day of holidays
My children gave to me
Seven snow requests
Six loads of washing
Five super smiles!
Four lame excuses
Three temper tantrums
Two nights of coughing
And a bucket load of sick, yippee!
On the eighth day of holidays
My children gave to me
Eight arguments
Seven snow requests
Six loads of washing
Five super smiles!
Four lame excuses
Three temper tantrums
Two nights of coughing
And a bucket load of sick, yippee!
On the nineth day of holidays
My children gave to me
Nine broken presents
Eight arguments
Seven snow requests
Six loads of washing
Five super smiles!
Four lame excuses
Three temper tantrums
Two nights of coughing
And a bucket load of sick, yippee!
On the tenth day of holidays
My children gave to me
Ten tummy aches
Nine broken presents
Eight arguments
Seven snow requests
Six loads of washing
Five super smiles!
Four lame excuses
Three temper tantrums
Two nights of coughing
And a bucket load of sick, yippee!
On the eleventh day of holidays
My children gave to me
Eleven headaches hammering
Ten tummy aches
Nine broken presents
Eight arguments
Seven snow requests
Six loads of washing
Five super smiles!
Four lame excuses
Three temper tantrums
Two nights of coughing
And a bucket load of sick, yippee!
On the twelfth day of holidays
My children gave to me
Twelve great big hugs
Eleven headaches hammering
Ten tummy aches
Nine broken presents
Eight arguments
Seven snow requests
Six loads of washing
Five super smiles!
Four lame excuses
Three temper tantrums
Two nights of coughing
And a bucket load of sick, yippee!
Merry Christmas!!!

A Poem from my book, Poetic Rituals, available on Amazon here – myBook.to/PoeticRITUals

Author Zone, Ritu Bhathal, Poetic Rituals, Writer

Merry Christmas!

 

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