More than just a bag lady

Merry Christmas everyone! I know I'm a little bit late with my seasons greetings but things have been pretty hectic here as I'm sure they have been in homes up and down the country. In my defence though the first two weeks of December were taken up with Hubby's 40th birthday preparations. Months of planning a birthday surprise came to fruition when we went away for the weekend to Derbyshire in a beautiful barn conversion and were met there by the kids and his immediate family (there were 9 adults and 6 kids in total!) Getting that many people in one place just before Christmas was bloody hard work but we all had a fantastic weekend. But then- BOOM! We came home and Christmas hit me like a steam train.  I thought I was pretty organised but not even my lists and Hubbys excel spreadsheet could prepare me for the run up to Christmas. (Yes- he really does have an excel spreadsheet listing all the presents so we know what everyones got when it's wrapped and to make sure the k...

You know me. I'm not afraid to share embarrassing tales in here. Yes it lets you all have a little chuckle at my expense but it also lets others suffering with IBD know that they're not alone and that these kinds of things happen to other people too. So here goes... Before Christmas Hubby had a 'significant' birthday so I arranged a weekend away. It was us and the kids and all his family- 15 in total! I had booked a beautiful barn in the Derbyshire countryside but packing was tricky as it was a surprise and if he saw me packing then he would wonder what was going on. I  had a long list and as I packed I crossed each thing off. I was feeling pretty pleased with myself and thought that I had packed everything I needed including all my medical stuff and all the things for the kids. That was until I was getting myself ready for bed and went to put a clean Tena pad on. Bugger! One of the things that I really, really needed and I had forgotten to pack them.  It was too late ...