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!

 

Anniversary Musings

16 years ago, I finally became a Mrs.

It was a beautiful day, albeit a little cold, being November!

A year of frantic planning, which had followed a beautiful four-year romance, during which we made the choice to be together forever ♥

We did the whole shebang, full on traditional craziness, from all the colourful customs, like the Maaiyaan (turmeric ceremony) and the Chura (Bangle ceremony), to some more modern, personal ones like a fancy dress night – well my family did anyway!

And the day itself was magical.

The beautician turned me into a princess, and my prince was there waiting for me at the Gurdwara, ready to take our vows in front of the Guru Granth Sahib Ji, and our loved ones.

We had a beautiful ceremony, followed by a fun-filled reception (I even had a bubble machine for the kids – and me!)

The Doli (leaving ceremony) was emotional, where it really hit home that I was leaving my parents, but after a heart-wrenching set of goodbyes, we finally set off on the journey that would take me to my new home.

And here we sit, 16 years on.

Happily together, with our own home, two crazed tweens, a furbaby and two feathered ones too!!

My Hubby Dearest has been my rock for the last 20 years, to be honest, and every day my love and respect grows for him a little more. He’s put up with my craziness over the years – and there is still plenty of that to come! He lovingly calls me ‘#Hashtag-Valiye’ – Hashtag Girl, basically, having had to share me with this blog, and all the social media that comes with it for the last few years.

I can truly say that I would not want to spend my life with anyone else but him.

Hubby Dearest- Happy Anniversary my darling, I love you more each day, thank you for being who you are, and for accepting me for who I am. Thank you for gifting me with our two children. Thank you for your never-ending support, and belief in me and my capabilities. My wish is that we are together forever, writing new chapters of our life together as we gain wrinkles and memories ♥

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Our First Dance

And so today we are off to celebrate our 16th Wedding Anniversary – sans children or pets – with a weekend away!

Flash Fiction Challenge – Meshed #CarrotRanch #FlashFiction @Charli_Mills

I’m taking a chance on one of Charli’s 99-word prompts over at The Carrot Ranch!

Tomorrow is our wedding anniversary, and I was prompted to write something that tied with this momentous occasion when reading Charli’s prompt this week. ❤

November 16, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) use the word mesh in a story. Mesh is both an object and a verb, which you can freely explore. You can play with its sound, too. Go where the prompt leads.

Here’s my take!

Meshed
Sitting together in the backseat, our fingers met and slowly entwined. Our eyes met and a smile spread across our faces.
It had been a big day today. Emotional, but worth every tear I had shed.
After vows had been taken, congratulations had been exchanged, music and merriment, feasting and festivities had finished, the final goodbyes had started.
Looking back, I saw my family waving. Looking forward, his family held their arms open, welcoming me.
It was then I realised that there was no them and us, but two families, forever meshed together because of our love and union.

What is ‘Family’? #ThrowbackThursday

An old post I wrote a while back that I felt like giving an airing to!

 

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Over my life time I’ve seen many different types of family, and I’m lucky to be part of a huge, crazy parivaar (Punjabi for family) where there is no lack of love and laughter. But where you get a great amount of people, there are always going to be fallings out, and that one person, or maybe more, that you cant stand!

I think we can all relate to that!

As I said, I have been blessed with this gigantic extended family, and they took up most of my childhood,  every weekend we were together, be it at a wedding, a party, or just at each other’s houses for dinner.  It was character building to say the least, I was the youngest girl cousin on my Pops side out of a good 20, or so, cousins so was spoilt by many, but there were the odd ones who may not have liked the attention that being the youngest afforded me… still, I was brought up well, and wouldn’t make a fuss, I just got on with life.   Then on the flip side, I was the oldest grand child on my Mum’s side, so I had a different stature there!  The ‘Big Sister’ role!

But it’s my immediate family who I will always be thankful for.  A father who did everything for us, to provide us with a stable upbringing, and still catering for the other families needs. A mother who was there for us, at every step of our growing up, she didn’t even follow her chosen career path, choosing to be a full time mum to us, supporting us, helping us, bringing us up when we were down, grounding us when we were too big for our boots. A brother who was the biggest irritant of my life for the first 15 years, but then morphed into one of the most trusted individuals in my life. Then beyond, his wife, my sister-in-law, who is the sweetest person I know, who has also moulded the raw man that was my brother into a most amazing husband, and fantastic father too! And not forgetting my precious little bundle of laughs, my baby nephew!

Talking of husbands, around 14 years ago, I suddenly had a new branch grow onto my family tree, and I acquired new parents, another brother, and another whole new extended family, through my husband!

Hubby Dearest, well he is my rock, and thanks to him  (and a little bit of me) we created our own family, with the additions of Lil Man, and Lil Princess, and the ability to love unconditionally grew considerably in both of us. These two little people, here on Earth because of us, and looking up to us to nurture them, and hopefully encourage them to grow into strong, independent individuals with heart.

But is that all family is? Blood ties, and marriage?

I don’t think so, personally.

I seem to have little pockets of ‘family’ elsewhere in my life, my school ‘family’, my university ‘family’, my work ‘family’, my friends ‘family’, my WordPress Blog ‘family’…

Each of these groups of people have as much of a profound effect on my daily life, as my real family do, in their own way. They are all as important to me, and as essential to me being who I am today, as my parents were. The experiences I have shared with them over the years have also shaped me as a person, and made me the Ritu you see before you.

So, what is ‘family’ to me?

I think the true definition of family is those people who help to shape you as the individual you are today.

Written in response to RonovanWrites #BeWow writing initative.

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