Day 7 – My dream job

To be fair I have a great set up.

I work for my Dad in our family business and I’m in charge of all the admin. Defo not my DREAM job, however, I get to take holidays whenever I like, my daughter comes to work with me for 2 mornings per week and has always come with me since being 4 months old. (She even has a little play area there with her toys.) He’s extremely understanding and also allows me to have most Fridays off to spend with my little one. It’s also great as my husband works on the factory floor which means we spend lunch & breaks together too.

That said, it isn’t my dream job.

I would however, absolutely love to own my own campsite! That would be my ideal dream job. Genuinely people look at me like I have 3 heads when I say this, out of all the vocations in the world. I know!

Here’s my reasons why…

  • To be able to design the campsite from scratch & make it as fun & beautiful as possible.
  • To meet new people everyday, from all walks of life & from all over the world.
  • To watch family’s & friends enjoy precious time together.
  • To see children be children, outside playing and exploring the great outdoors.
  • Everyday would be different.

So there you have it. My weird, yet wonderful dream job!

Day 6 – Hardest Experiences

My hardest thing I have ever experienced is loss.

Loss of my Nana, loss of my Grandma & the loss of 2 baby’s.

It’s a tough thing to experience and until you experience loss, you can’t describe the hole that gets left behind in your heart. Everyday gets easier to cope with after loosing someone but you never forget. You still cry from time to time and some days are harder than others, for example, Birthdays, Christmases and Anniversaries.

With every heart ache of loosing someone, I think you become a stronger person. You learn that life is short, that loved ones don’t stay around forever and that you should be thankful for what you have.

Day 5 – My Happy’s

My 5 things that are making me most happy right now.

  1. My Daughter – she always makes me happy, even when she’s driving me mad, she still makes me so happy & proud to be her Mummy.
  2. My Husband – he is my rock. He makes me happy everyday, it’s the little things, making me cups of tea, helping me out round the house, cuddles on the sofa. They all make me happy.
  3. My parents – whenever I need to get away for space, or just a chat. They are always there to put a smile back on my face and make me happy.
  4. Sleep – I’ve had a severe lack of sleep the past few days due to our house being full of nasty viruses. My hubby & little one have both been ill & I’ve really missed my sleep. So yeah. Sleep makes me happy.
  5. Blankets – it’s been really cold at the moment, although the heating is on I’m still feeling the chill, my big fluffy blankets have become my best friend. I defo go to a happy place when I’m wrapped up in my big blanket, snuggled on the sofa.

Day 4 – My 16 year old self

10 things I would tell my 16 year old self.

  1. Don’t stress over college, careers & work. Your still only young.
  2. Plan the wedding & marry him, it doesn’t matter that your young, if you love each other, do it.
  3. Don’t try to fit in with everyone else, just be yourself.
  4. Have fun.
  5. Make the most of the time you have before you have children.
  6. Travel.
  7. Don’t waste your money on shit!
  8. Your a size 8/10, get a grip, if you think your fat, wait till you’ve had a baby!
  9. Make an effort to see your friends more because when you’s grow up, your busy lives will make it harder to see each other.
  10. Do what makes YOU happy.

Ohhh no.

So yesterday morning, my little one woke up being sick. All day we battled with her tummy. No matter how little her sips of water were, she just couldn’t keep it down.

Due to the amount of sleep she had yesterday, we had a 2am wake up call… for the day, she couldn’t go back to sleep. She was hot, hungry & thirsty. We risked the dry cereal & water and thankfully nothing came back UP. Except, about 2 hours ago, she had a toilet eruption from the other end. Which was not ok.

I really hope this passes soon, she’s feeling very sorry for herself and is complaining of headaches and body aches too.

I have a feeling this could be the ‘Aussie Flu’ the rest of my family have had over Christmas. Praying it passes soon.

Nothing worse than seeing your little ones ill.

Lots of mummy cuddles, my little pony programs & water to make her feel better.

Day 3 – My Parents

My relationship between myself & my parents is beautiful.

I couldn’t ask for better parents. They are literally my best friends and we are extremely close.

I genuinely don’t think we have ever had a proper argument over anything! They have been extremely supportive through everything I have ever wanted to do. They have treated my husband as one of their own, having been together since 13/14 they have watched him grow too and my husband would also say he treats my parents as his own.

We spend a lot of time together and I know their door is always open, as is ours! As we live 3 houses apart, we do seem to be at each other’s houses all the time! But I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I love them to bits and I hope that we can be as good of parents to our child/children as they are to me.

Day 2 – 3 Legitimate Fears

1. Fear of spiders

I’m sure this comes from my old childminder who also had a fear of spiders. I just hate them, they creep me out! The way they look, move, everything! It’s just not ok for such a ugly looking creature to make disgusting webs all over my house.

2. Fear of getting the Norovirus

Yes, I’m being serious. I have a really weird fear of getting the sickness & diarrhea bug. If I see a sign anywhere I am convinced I’m going to get it, to the point where I actually make myself feel sick from thinking about it so much. It’s horrible. I think this strange fear started after both myself, my husband and my daughter (who was only 4.5 months old at the time) got the bug and were all so ill. I now fear of getting it again.

3. Fear of sleeping alone

Oh, I can’t believe I have actually shared this! But it’s true. *cringe.
I genuinely, can’t sleep alone. I always sleep hugging a pillow, it makes me feel secure. But the presence of my husband at the side of me also makes me feel at ease. On nights where he’s not there (very rare) I struggle to sleep, I will stay up as late as possible to make sure I’m really tired. If he wakes in the night for whatever reason and goes downstairs, within 10mins, I’m aware he is no longer at the side of me & I go down to make sure he’s ok.
Most people love to ‘starfish’ but I absolutely hate it!!