The Park

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I am so behind on this blogging thing. I really, really want to keep a record of family life but sheesh, just finding time to turn on the washing machine so we can have clean pants can be challenging sometimes. Anyway, I appear to have started rabbiting on about being busy when what I was intending to do is write about a lovely afternoon in the park with the girls, my brother, my other brother's wife, my nephew and, eventually, my husband.

It was flipping freezing mind you. I know that compared to last year's big freeze and minus 14 temperatures and constant ice and three foot of snow in an afternoon type weather this is as mild as they come but I can assure you, that should you forget your gloves and hat you will indeed be a tad parky if you venture outside to get some fresh air.

The kids had a blast at the play park while I surrepticiously prodded my nephew in the hope of waking him in order that I could get a cuddle and rock him back to sleep (totally worked too, mwah ha ha)

It was hilarious watching them try to climb onto one part of the climbing frame. It was slightly too high for Charlotte to reach and pull herself up so...

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Charlotte and Minnie hoisted Lexie up as far as they could then...

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got out the way to avoid being kicked in the face before...

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Lexie hoisted from above and Charlotte shoved from below. But alas...

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She had to make do with the stairs and meeting Lexie half way, but...

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It was all worth it to go on the slide (and why, yes I know that's not Charlotte at the back- that's Kira who is Ellis' other cousin)

Ah, nothing like a day at the park to blow away the cobwebs. And I know... how the heck do I have no photos of Kris, Selena, Ellis or Christopher- I really must try harder)

 

Monday Badge 3


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The Scotland Walkabout Challenge 2010

Created by the Scottish Walking Advisor. All you had to do to earn the badge (and certificate) is to take a walk and then record it - either through words, pictures or both.

I wrote about this walk here.

 

How The Girl Guides Saved My Life

or "Beating Depression One Badge At a Time"

In a Bun Dance is holding a blog carnival on Mental Health. I know that I've covered some of my struggles with Depression before when I needed a week or two off from blogging and when I wondered whether I was Good Enough as a mum.

I talked about how sewing and crafting helped ease the symptoms of my depression, that the repetition of stitches helped me find time to calm the negative thoughts and emotions that were swirling around my head. I learned that despite the lack of hoovering and my collection of barely alive houseplants that I am still a good mum.

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What I haven't talked about but I have alluded to is that one of the main supports in my recovery turned out to be volunteering with GirlGuiding. I might be stretching it slightly to say that they saved my life but they certainly saved my sanity. I don't know what possessed me to start volunteering when I was struggling to get out of bed some mornings, when I hated the sight of myself in the mirror and when I could rarely focus for more than an hour or two at a time on anything.

Life was overwhelming me as it was. I could barely manage an entire day with my children and the intense guilt that went with that made the problem spiral further. I would be exhausted and completely uncommunicative by the time Christopher came in from work meaning that despite his understanding and desire to help I couldn't explain or let him help. Housework, reading, socialising, shopping all held no interest for me and required me to steel myself. They took so much out of my that I could barely stay awake, yet when it came time to sleep I would lie awake with thoughts of how useless I was, how I should be able to do all of the things I saw everyone around me doing. I was so low that all I could think of was that my family, my friends and my life would be better off without me in it.

Despite all of this I somehow convinced Kateri that I should volunteer with her as a leader with her unit. I'm not sure what on earth I was thinking but somehow on some of the days of my good days I could see that I would enjoy it. I know that part of the appeal was that the actual contact with people was limited, at least at first the only person I would need to talk to was Kateri.

But slowly, slowly as the months passed and I went through the CRB checks, I went to meetings, I talked to people on the phone and wrote emails. And before I knew it one of the things I could focus on for long periods of time was the work I was doing for Guiding. But more than that, the things I was doing actually interested me, they inspired me and I found that I could focus on things in my own life that mattered- my children, my husband, my work.

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It wasn't simply a flick of a switch but something inside my head slowly changed as I spent time thinking about how I could bring the essentials of Guiding to these brilliant, inspiring young women- it was as if the part of my brain that had spent so many hours telling me I was no good, that I was worthless was doing this other task and I could see the way out of the dark hole I had been in. I was doing something for me and no one was looking at me as a mum of three who wasn't doing a very good job (at least in my head), I was being judged on what I did for Guiding.

Lastly, for whatever it did for my mental health when I was at my lowest is only a small part of what it does for me now. It has given me a new extended circle of friends, it's given me experiences and ideas that I take as part of my everyday life. GirlGuiding didn't ask for much from me- I simply had to promise that I would do my best.

Maybe, just maybe, it did save my life.

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As part of a Guide's Own I learned that every year three lives will be saved by someone using something they learned at Girl Guides, and one girl will save her own life because of something she learned as a Girl Guide. Guiding is not all about triangular bandages and carrying a safety pin. One of the first badges I worked on with the unit was a wonderful resource produced by GirlGuiding on emotional well being called "Me in Mind". GirlGuiding with it's open attitude to mental health and it's programme that uses the safe environment of Unit meetings and camps to show girls how important it is to believe in themselves, to have healthy relationships, to ask for help and facilitating peer education on almost any subject might well go on to save several lives, or even prevent girls from developing that very female Mental Health problem of Post Natal Depression.  

 

Billionaire

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I told you that you would see more of Dumbledore.

He wasn't keen to have a photograph taken after discovering that inflation has resulted in one of his favourite snacks being renamed from Millionaire's Shortbread to Billionaire's Shortbread. Does this mean that the rest of his chocolate stash has reduced in value.

 

Rebellion

I swear my body is rebelling against exercise.

Everytime I try to get into a rhythm or pattern of doing exercise- even when doing it slowly and incrementaly my body throws up some sort of ailment. Honestly it's ridiculous- if it's not some dodgy ankle upon which I was to avoid "impact" for several months, asthma, the flu, sinus infections... and now that we've really started going swimming several times a week my right arm has flared up an old RSI injury.

Well, body, what you don't realise is that you've made a simple error- I am left handed and your ploy won't stop me this time, mwah ha ha. And I can still use the Wii - although I admit the boxing is probably not ideal. And swimming, well I'm going to go anyway. So there.

Right now though I'm off to soak in the bath to try and get the ache to return to the "dull" category rather than "ridiculously distracting", besides- I have all those LUSH bathbombs to use from Christmas.

 
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Hi, glad you found us

Welcome to our blog. It has a lot about the kids, occasional Crafting and a healthy dose of Chaos.

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I'm Clair, I'm the mama. I spend more time than I'd really like at "work" and not nearly enough time jumping in muddy puddles with the girls, sewing, reading or in my bed. It's a tough life being a mum but it's the best life in the world

Charlotte is the eldest. With a memory that will come back to haunt anyone making rash promises, she reads voraciously, loves to draw and write with her mama's love of stationary. She relishes being a Brownie and is capable of anything she sets her mind on!

Lexie might be in the middle but she doesn't let that hold her back from being in the lead. She is confident and happy with a way of worming her way into your heart. Never happier than when singing and dancing or chatting she is never one to miss a chance to have an adventure however big or small.

Minnie need only crack that smile or roll her eyes and you'll be helpless to do as she asks. My little girl with an equal love of princesses and cars, who will happilyrace her cars around her dolls house and wear her Tinkerbell nightie to bed under her Lightning McQueen duvet. Determined and delightful in equal measure.

Christopher is the Daddy and the glue who keeps this ship afloat on a day to day basis. A man who is happy to answer the question "What do you do?" with "I'm a dad" he deserves the kudos for everything from having clean underwear, packed lunches, functioning plumbing, paid bills and the perfect ballet bun - and pretty much anything inbetween.

We'rejust an ordinary family figuring out how to get through one day at a time. Perhaps with a little more self created chaos than necessary

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Latest Comments

  • Monday Badge 3
    Oh Plates sound great! Although I would be tempted to use them which is probably less great when one gets broken.
  • How The Girl Guides Saved My Life
    Jen you are right- if you've never tried volunteering it can seem a mad thing to do with your precious spare time but I don't think I would laugh as m...
  • Monday Badge 3
    When I was a child, we participated in quite a few volksmarches. Instead of badges, they gave out plates that commemorated that achievement. I still h...
  • How The Girl Guides Saved My Life
    I'm glad you get so much out of it, sometimes the people who think we are mad for volunteering don't realise we get so much out of it too.
  • How The Girl Guides Saved My Life
    Thanks! I love that GirlGuides are a supportive worldwide organisation, thank you again- and thanks for the share!