I'm feeling pretty pleased with myself. I managed to successfully navigate a train, a tube and another train journey with 2 kids, a super heavy weight suitcase and a couple of bags all by myself. Yes. You read that right. All by myself. If truth be told I was feeling slightly nervous yesterday afternoon so much so that I couldn't eat my dinner (which is very unusual for me). I'm not sure whether it was the journey or just the fact I would be back in my old home town that was making me feel a bit jittery. I've been to London on the train on my own before and I'm certainly not one of those women that gets frightened travelling alone but doing it with the kids is a different story. For starters I'm outnumbered. There's 2 of them and only 1 of me. And I've got to look after a suitcase. A brand new suitcase might I add. Big Girl persuaded me to buy it as it was one with 4 wheels that you can push rather than pull and she said that she would help with th...
Life's not been easy since losing my large bowel in 2009. Technically I didn't lose it in the same way you might lose your phone or your wallet- it was removed in an emergency operation after my bowel perforated due to Ulcerative Collitis. Since then I've been on a journey to get back to normal and still don't quite seem to have made it. This blog is a place to share some of the ups and downs, tears and laughter and hospital horrors that make up my life. Enjoy!