Tuesday, 6 December 2016

Breakfast With Santa At Wyevale Garden Centre

Well, it's December and Christmas is officially on its way. Honestly I could not be happier. I love Christmas. For me it is easily the best time of the year. I mean, I loved it when I didn't have Children. But, now I have my 3 littlies I love it even more and I didn't think that was possible. It is. It is totally possible.


As you can imagine, I was over the moon to have been invited along to 'Wyevale Garden Centres Breakfast With Santa at the weekend over in Barnett Hill.
I've known for a while that we were to attend this experience but my Children hadn't and when I told them you should have seen my eldests face. He was super excited and kept saying "I can't believe I am going to have breakfast with Santa!" He genuinely couldn't. It's A great idea really isn't it? Something that we do every day and that can sometimes feel a tad laborious is now jazzed up with the added extra of a super guest making an appearance. Really cool spin on the whole 'Santa' experience if you ask me.
Despite the below video, he was excited honest. Just battling with a cold and an early start.


So, we were booked into meet the big guy at 9.30 and we had quite a journey. We got up super early, got our glad rags on and hit the road. It was so cold that morning actually. It was -3 when we left which just added to the whole Christmas feel.
Now, as the above video shows, my little girl was wearing a lovely outfit for her morning. But, upon arrival to the Garden Centre travel sickness got the better of her and she promptly vomited all over herself, car and car seat - Nice. But, we didn't let that dampen our spirits. We met Daddy and headed on in.
Upon our arrival we were greeted just outside the restaurant by 2 elves who took our hot drinks order and showed us to our table. As we entered the restaurant it struck me just how personal this event was going to be. On our table was a Christmas card to us from all at 'Wyevale Garden Centre' A super nice and kind touch. It also could be taken away as a keep sake which is lovely.



By this point the Children were so excited it was slightly hard to contain them. But, 'Wyevale Garden Centre' had accounted for this and provided all the Children with crackers and Christmas colouring sheets. Fun all round.
So, the kids cracked on with those while the Hubby and I sipped at our tea for 2. Nice. It wasn't long before 2 of Santa's elves appeared and ushered all of the Kids up to join them for a dance or 2. Now, if I were still a kid this would have made my morning. The thought of a good boogie always got me smiling. It got my Son smiling too He loved it. They even did the conga round the whole of the garden centre.I wanted to get up there and dance with our middle one in my arms (She isn't walking yet you see) But, I refrained as no other Parent was busting any moves. Mind you, this didn't stop my Daughter from strutting her stuff whilst high chair bound. It was really lovely actually as the elves and staff came over many a time to her to include her in the full experience. Upon their welcome dance a special someone arrived. He was a big guy, wearing a red suit, black boots, with a white beard, white hair and glasses. I have no idea who he was... Joking ... SANTA - We know him ;-)
It was magical seeing all the kids surprised by is entrance. One little lad even ran up and planted a great big Christmas cuddle right in Santa's arms. Sweet.
He hung around a while, busted some moves and then left to feed the reindeer. Enough magic had been created just in time for breakfast.




Let's talk breakfast. Now, if you ask me a good breakfast was had by all. Prior to our visit we chose what it was we fancied. We opted for full English for all (YEAH BOY!) But, you didn't have to. You could go pastries or baps and a vegetarian option was also available. It seemed everyone had been catered for. On our table we had gingerbread shaped toast, beans, eggs, sausages (one elf even claimed that she was going to steal Daddies sausage. Say no more. Say no more. She promptly went red and vanished to the kitchen) bacon, mushrooms, black pudding and tomatoes. It is safe to say that we were well fed and well happy. During breakfast we were constantly checked to make sure everything was to our liking and asked if we required further drinks which was great as we can sure chuck a few shots of tea back the Husband and I.





After breakfast you would be forgiven for thinking the experience was about to come to an end. We had done a lot whilst there already. We'd met elves, drank tea, had a dance, saw Santa, coloured in, pulled crackers and ate breakfast. That's fairly fun filled is it not? Well, there was still more to come. Once breakfast had been cleaned up and our tables tidy biscuits were brought over. One for each Child along with a piping bag of icing, chocolate drops, marshmallows and sprinkles. This was a really lovely touch. It added to the 'family' fun that could be had. We all got involved decorating these biscuits. It was during biscuit decorating that Santa arrived back from feeding the reindeer. He went around each table spending a fair bit of time with each family engaging with the Children and really giving everyone his time. He came over to us to inspect the kids biscuits and had a chat with them about their Christmas lists. He was happy to be photographed and was a very friendly chap. He really made an effort with the Mooses.









Shortly after biscuit decorating Santa took his seat in his open grotto and one Family at a time we were called upon to have a little personal time with the big guy and for the kids to receive their gifts. We were called up by the elves and were lucky enough to be first. My eldest could not wait to jump up onto the grotto and get chatting to Santa. This Santa was really kind and listened to every word my Son said. He was really patient and certainly created a lot of Christmas spirit for us. He held both of our none-walkers and was happy to pose for a photograph. I am so happy that we have a photograph of the 3 of them with Santa. I would have been gutted were he to have said no to holding our youngest. Each of our Children got a gift. A fire engine for my eldest, a Barbie doll for my little girl and a soft toy for my youngest. These toys were chosen by the Children and nothing was forced upon them. There was a large selection of gifts from imaginative toys, jigsaws to crafts. Santa spent a fair amount of time with each Family in the grotto and everyone seemed happy.



I would like to take this opportunity to thank 'Wyevale Garden Centre' Barnett Hill and all it's staff that made this experience as lovely and as magical as it was. We had a super morning as a Family and I am sure that it is an experience my Children will remember for a very long time. You created magic and spirit that kept the kids talking all day. Each of you embraced your roles and allowed all of the Children to whole heartedly believe in you and Father Christmas You were attentive and had time for each Child. Nothing was too much trouble and nothing was a rush. You took time to get to know my Children and you allowed them to talk Christmas to you for as long as they wanted. I can honestly say that this Santa experience exceeded my expectations. It went above and beyond. We would have been happy with a Santa visit and a full English if I am honest. But, you offered so much more than that making your 'Breakfast with Santa' a Christmas experience that I would highly recommend to anyone with Children and great value for money. We had the most enchanting morning and all of the gifts we received were high quality and still going strong. I believe no corners were cut and as a team of staff you should be really proud of yourselves for you are doing a grand job and the 'Veltman Family' went home a very happy bunch. A very happy bunch indeed.  

Thursday, 17 November 2016

Wolverhampton Folk - Get You're Kids To the Theatre

It is no secret of mine that I love, like LOVE the Theatre. No secret at all. And, before I became Mommy. The Theatre was pretty much my second home. I worked there, performed there and had some of my happiest times there. So, I always love spreading the happiness Theatre can bring and that is what this post is all about.
Now, I am so sorry to disappoint. But, this post is regarding a 'Wolverhampton' Theatre. Apologies to those not from that way or not close enough to visit. But, a huge big up to those that are.

So, let's talk Theatre. You cannot deny just how good Theatre can be and is for Children. It's a wonderful sensory experience full of visuals that engage our imaginations helping them grow in confidence as both performers and audience members. It allows our Children to get creative and watch some of the best creators at work. Theatre is an all round good egg for anyone of any age really. But, for kids, it really can be something very magical. Something not to be missed and it should be experienced by everyone.
And, with that all in mind allow me to share a few productions that are coming to the ARENA Theatre, Wolverhampton this Festive period that are aimed purely at Children and will not break the bank.

Rapunzel and Her Witch
Sunday 4th December - 11am & 1pm
Monday 5th December - 11am
Tickets £5


 A fantasy for 3-7 year olds and their families.

“Stuck in a tower, hour after hour” she sings to herself. What would you do? Join us for a tall tale of princes and pigtails, of potions and pizzas, as Rapunzel begins to find out there is more to life than just the visits from her Witch…

Multi award -winning Artistic Director Kinny Gardner creates a whole new take on this classic tale, with beautiful puppets, magical transformations, and fully integrated Sign Language. Showcasing Krazy Kat’s mastery of visual storytelling, and bristling with creativity and humour, this is an ingenious and imaginative theatre show with big laughs!

Suitable for both deaf and hearing audiences.

Where's My Igloo Gone
Tuesday 6th December - 10.30am & 1pm
Wednesday 7th December - 10.30am & 1pm
Thursday 8th December - 10.30 am & 1pm
Tickets £5


Oolik is an ordinary girl who goes on an extraordinary journey…Sitting in her igloo, a drop of water falls on Oolik’s head. Then another! Is her home melting? Join Oolik as she sets out on a journey to find help. On her way she meets some exciting friends –  including YOU!”
Where’s My Igloo Gone? creates a dazzling, icy world of soaring snow geese, pet husky dogs, starry nights and fishing adventures. And the kind of cold that makes your skin tingle! Travelling through snowstorms, across oceans and into our hearts, Oolik is not the kind of girl to give up on her quest…

A fun, participatory show intertwining action with evocative live music and song, staged in the round so everyone can see and take part.


The Colour of Me
Saturday 10th December - 11am & 2pm
Tickets £5



Join us in a magical world of colour. Can you feel the excitement of the deep blue sea, the green peacefulness of nature, or bravely go where no child has ever been… inside an orange?

But do watch out for red, who is sometimes very cross...

Come and experience the beautiful rainbow of emotions that lives inside each and every one of us. What colour are you today?
With live music and projection this interactive dance theatre performance promises to delight, tickle and inspire young audiences.


Come on folks. You've got to admit these all sound pretty good. I shall be attending a few of the above with my Family. So, I will hopefully see a few of you there.

To book tickets for any of the above shows, give the ARENA Theatre a call on: 01902 321 321


Arena Theatre, Wufruna Street, Wolverhampton, West Midlands, WV1 1SE

Tuesday, 15 November 2016

Momma Moose Recipe - A Slow Cooker Chicken


It always surprises me how many people I meet here and there that are bewildered when I explain that for tea we are having a slow cooker Chicken. "What? You've put a WHOLE chicken in the slow cooker?", "No way!?! I didn't know you could slow cook a chicken in the slow cooker?", "What's it like? A slow cooked chicken?"
Well, with all these questions in mind, I thought I best pop a little post up for all you non-believers.
A chicken cooked in the slow cooker is lovely and juicy. And, yes it isn't the same as a chicken roasted in the oven. It's a little softer and less crispy. But, it's a great time saver and great if you have a busy day with your Family. There's nothing better than having a fun filled, busy day and be in the knowledge that there is a hearty, healthy cooker dinner waiting for you at home with very little needing done to it.

Here's what you go to do:
  • Grab yourself a chicken (of any size)

  • Grab yourself a small dish. I guess, tea cup size. This is to stop your bird sticking to the bottom of your cooker. As the chicken is slow cooked, it does fall off the bone. So, if it sticks you're in trouble.


  • Pop the dish upside down in the slow cooker and plonk you're lady on top of it, central.



    • Now, this is your total preference here. Chuck in the slow cooker whatever herbage you have or want (within reason. Don't go lobbing a whole mint bush in there) In this particular instance, I popped in thyme and seasoned with salt and pepper. Sometimes I pop an onion or a lemon up the Chicken 'Woo hoo' for extra flavour. That my friends is up to you. Just do what you got to do to suit your Family.

    • Happy days. Now, I guess this depends on what you're doing daywise and how long you're planning on being out. I always get this prepped and on early morning with the intention of eating at about 4.30 - 5.00. This being the case pop your slow cooker to low and leave it all day to do it's thing. Obviously, adjust time and temperature according to you.

    • And, VOILA! You're chicken is ready and if you've been super on it you're veg and potatoes are prepped and ready to go to. Nice and easy, super simple. In all honesty, If yo can quickly chop your potatoes and get them in a pan of cold salty water and your veg chopped and ready to go - You are on to a winner!

    Let me know if you give this bad boy a go. Plus, please share if you have any other super slow cooker recipes that we simply must know about.

    Thursday, 10 November 2016

    Our Reaction To John Lewis Christmas Advert


    It is that time of the year again. The John Lewis Christmas advert kind of time. And, as A Family we love love love anything to do with Christmas. So, as you can imagine this advert has been a big hit in our household. So much so that we filmed our reaction watching it. Proper Gogglebox styley. Actually, we totally stole the idea from that super parenting duo - The Fletchers (Tom and Giovana.) But, it's just such a lovely thing to share with everyone. Especially, when the Internet and the World is such a miserable place to be right now. Enjoy!


    #bustertheboxer

    Wednesday, 9 November 2016

    Yesterday Sucked. Today Was Better.

    Yesterday proved that I am only Human and that at times things don't always go to plan. And, I believe that goes for everyone. We all have bad days, we all get over whelmed and we all feel out of our depth and that's because we are only human. Well, most of us have a fair bit of super hero running through our veins but you know what I mean.
    It's so easy as a Parent to put way too much pressure on yourself and allow silly things to get you down.
    I mean I woke this morning with yesterdays awful day still on my mind when what I should have done was wake fresh and ready for a new day. I should have left yesterday in yesterday and focused on today because bad days happen, they come and they go. Ultimately though, they do go. So, stop applying that pressure on yourself and give yourself a break. So, you have had a bad day, that's okay. It's done, you did it and it has gone now. Chin up.

    And, on that note, just in case you were wondering - Today, for me was loads better than yesterday and I hope yours was too.


    Tuesday, 8 November 2016

    This Momma Had A Bad Day


    See my Son's face above? That totally mimics mine right now. I tell you if I were a drinker I would totally be drunk by now. No question.
    What a day! What a flamin' day. I can honestly say that I have not had a day that has gone to pot quite like today has in a very long time. And, it has grabbed me by the nipples and shook me, I'm not going to lie. I am exhausted and totally through with today.
    It started with all good intentions.
    An early 6am wake up call from the eldest which was a bit of a boob ache. But, acceptable. I could deal with that. Breakfast went to plan and my Daughter had a fairly lengthy lie in - Winner! So, I cracked on with my jobs and could see that my eldest was feeling a little better. Thank the heavens. He had his Flu vaccine last week and it seriously knocked him about at the weekend. H ecoughed himself sick in the car on Saturday. But, that's another story.
    Once my Daughter had woken and eaten, we headed to Town. Now, I don't normally go out much in the Morning unless I can guarantee being home by about 11.30 as that is nap time for all bar my eldest really. So, I had my Morning all planned and in my mind was pretty certain that I could get all done including the food shop before nap time.
    Everything was going somewhat to plan. Clothes exchanged, I'd been to the bank, brought a Christmas Present or 2 and been to the library to return and borrow books (surprise surprise.) It was whilst in the Library I noticed my little girl starting to come down with what my Son had developed over the Weekend. She was red eyed, snotty and very groggy so we called it a day. Got to the car, got coats off, hats off, gloves off, got them all in their car seats belted up, shopping in, push chair flattened and in, got myself in and drove to the ticket booth with a queue of leaving traffic behind me. I pop my ticket in the machine, go to pay only to find out that I no longer have my card. Shit! Where the hell is my card? There is a queue of cars behind me wanting to get off this god forsaken car park and I cannot find my card. I don't have my card. Oh man. Cue me bashfully getting out of my car to usher the traffic behind out of the way as I embarrassingly explain that "I can't pay."
    Once I have managed to work my way back to a car parking space I feed a very hungry baby in the drivers seat whilst my 3 year old cries that he is hungry and my Daughter gets crankier by the second in the back. Feed finished and I GO, I go go go as fast I possibly can. I must have looked ridiculous as I literally threw the pram open, chucked the kids in and ran full force to the bank with my Son under my arm like I was taking part in a bush tucker trial or something.
    Please tell me it's there, please tell me it's there, please tell me it's there. YOU BETTER GOD DAMN BE THERE!

    The poor lady on the desk at the Bank must have thought I was about to rob the place as I skidded around the corner and flung myself into the branch quicker than Dash from the Incredibles. I was out of breath, my Children were screaming and my wooly hat was hanging off the back of my head like Dappy. Only, not a cool Dappy, a really uncool Dappy with crap hair as I thought I could totally get away with not wearing any product today. Yeh, that worked!

    "My card." I panted. "My card! Tell me you have my card!"

    SHE HAD MY CARD! :-) THE WOMAN IS AN ANGEL!

    Okay. So, my Morning sucked. Like sucked real hard. But, surely it can't get any worse can it? ... Cue the sick. Like, sick EVERYWHERE .... Greeeeeat!
    Off home we go and I desperately wanted and needed to go food shopping. But, in my mind all wasn't lost on that front. I could go home, let my little lady sleep and then go shopping early evening. Plan!
    No plan!
    I'd got the kids ready after all their naps to go shopping and quite literally threw myself down the stairs landing in a big sore heap on the floor crying like a baby.

    In all honesty. It would be nice if today was forgotten about and wrote off promptly.

    Monday, 7 November 2016

    My Birth Story 3rd Time Round


    None of my 3 labors have been straight forward really. 11 days late, 4 day labor, high blood pressure, dropped heart rate, ventouse and episiotomy with my 1st and reduced movements, induced 2 weeks early, 3 pessaries and a drip with my 2nd. So, honestly I was not expecting wonderful things this time round. But, as awful as some parts of it was this labour was probably the smoothest and most enjoyable (if you can use that word and labor in the same sentence) out of them all.
    Now quite alot of you have asked about my labor. So, I thought I'd jot it all down in here for you and then you can do what you will with it.


    Due on the 22nd of September but arrived on the 30th. I knew he would be late. I didn't voice it. But, I knew it. So, when folk were saying "It's your 3rd. It will fly out nice and early." I knew they were wrong and there would be no such thing as early with this one. But, I did start to question my instincts when 3 weeks before my due date tightening's had started and they were a fair bit stronger than any Braxton hicks I've ever known. They weren't comfy and my uncomfortableness only got worse from there on in. The tightening's didn't stop. That's it. They were there, going no where but giving me nothing to show for them.
    "This is it" my Husband kept saying. "Today is the day" he'd say as he went to work leaving me in the knowledge that really it wasn't 'it' at all and I had to go through another day in pain, super tired due to lack of sleep and getting more and more fed up as the days went on. This went on for over 2 weeks. I was getting more and more tired meaning my anxiety levels were growing with each tightening and passing day. I was ready for labor. I had prepared myself mentally and was actually quite looking forward to it. But, the more the days went on like this the more nervous about the whole thing I became. I desperately wanted the birth to go okay. I didn't want a repeat of our Son's labor. And, the longer this was going on for the higher the chance of a tired, stressed baby just like labor 1 and this was starting to panic me. If I was this exhausted from it all, how tired must the little human inside me have been?
    I remember attending my 38 week midwife appointment and her being convinced that I wouldn't be seeing her again as the baby would have arrived by my next appointment for sure... I saw her again, twice.
    My due date arrived. But, no baby. My pain continued and my tiredness was increasing but I was trying to remain positive and I think I was doing quite a good job of attempting high spirits. I was out walking every day and keeping pretty active in the hope that things would kick off soon. Nothing.
    At 7 days overdue I was booked in for a sweep. So, I attended with my Husband, had the sweep and then received my induction date - 7 days away. Another 7 days like this if my body doesn't go into labor naturally?!? I can't do it. I am tired from the pain, tired from no sleep, tired from the worry and I have another 2 small children that need me to be alert, positive, on the ball, fun and the best Mom that I can be. But, at that moment I couldn't be any of those things. So, I broke down a little. I got upset and told the midwife exactly how it was. I wasnt lying or making it up. I knew my body and i knew something was going on and had been for a while. She listened as I cried and popped me on the monitor. within no time at all my induction date had been changed to 6 O'clock that evening - Oh shit! Now hold on a minute ....
    Hubby went home to sort the kiddlets, dog and house while I was taken through to the Ward. It was all becoming real now. I would meet my baby in no time at all. There was no going back. Not that I thought there ever was but you know what I mean.
    6 O'clock came and it appeared that sweep was doing it's thayng. I was contracting nicely on my own and they didn't want to interfere anymore really. So, left me be to see what would occur. Karl was sent home and I hit 4cm on my own on the ward. At this point Karl was called back (3am) and I was sent to delivery where my waters were broken and with gas and air my baby boy was born at 6.48am.
    The delivery it's self was a nice experience really. Yes, it hurt like hell and yes at the time I would have used anything but the word 'nice' to describe the experience. But, actually compared to my 1st and an induction it was. It was just the build up, the slow labor that really sucked. I felt silly. I felt like no one believed me. How could I possibly be in the pain I was in and it not go anywhere? I knew that was what people would have thought. Not only was I tired from all of that. But, I was tired of letting people down r rather that was what it felt like at the time, especially my hubby who was so desperate to meet our new arrival. Every day I'd call to say I'd been having more contractions and every day we would go to bed that night excited waking up the next morning to no labor, no baby.
    I am so thankful to the midwife that could see how upset I was, how worried I was. I'm glad that she took a moment to listen to me and recognise that this wasn't right.
    In the grand scheme of things a slow labor is nothing compared to what some Mothers have to go through and I really shouldn't have moaned or be moaning. But, at the time I was in the grip of worry and it felt awful. It's funny isn't it? I'm not the kind of person that wears her emotions on her sleeve. I don't get upset in front of people easily and I rarely get emotional. Anxiety isn't something I feel often either. Most would describe me as too laid back on a daily basis. But, when my baby was involved I just couldn't help it. I got to boiling point and boiled over.


    There. Totally laid bare for you.

    Friday, 4 November 2016

    Halloween 2016



    Halloween came and went a bit for us this year really. It isn't something the kids are that stoked about at the minute if I'm honest. However, I'm sure that will soon change as I did notice that my eldest's excitement around this time of year is sure growing. So, who knows perhaps next year we will be the spookiest house on the block with 10 pumpkins to boot.
    We weren't total Halloween scrooges though. Oh no. We did get a little spooky. The kids and I spent a lot of time chatting all things Halloween and driving around all the new estates in town checking out the ghoulish decor, blood stained windows and cobwebbed bushes. I know, I know try explaining the blood stained windows to a 3 year old. Ermmmmmmm. Blood staining aside, he did enjoy looking at the scary houses and seeing the Children all dressed up for their night of trick or treating.
    I did also dress the kiddlets up. Well sort of. It was skeleton pyjamas for Mini-Moose, A skeleton all in one for Minier-Moose and a Tigger Babygro for Miniest-Moose. Come on, I gave it a go didn't I? AND, we had 6 pumpkins sitting outside our house. Now, my intentions were good honest. But, this Momma may have forgotten to by candles. So, carving our pumpkins was a no go. However, it would appear that Halloween themed stickers work absolutely fine and sticking them onto pumpkins is actually really fun. My little ones loved doing this. Plus, there was no scary knives to contend with. WINNER! Oh and I did have a skeleton, a spider and a ghost hanging off the railings in front of my house.
    What am I talking about? We didn't have a quiet Halloween at all ours was totally wild. Obviously .... (Tumble weed)
    So, there you have it. That, in a nutshell (A small nutshell) was our Halloween. Nothing fancy, nothing frilly. Not really worth writing about really let alone reading about. But, the intention with my Blog has always been that my Children can one day look back on it and relive their childhood and see what they got up to. So, there you go kids - Halloween 2016 you got up to .... Nothing. Well, nothing much. But, what we did do you very much enjoyed. :-)





    Thursday, 3 November 2016

    My Children Watch NO Grown Up Television



    It is totally true. Now, I feel that I always have to say this when writing down my experiences and 'own doings' with my Children. But, please don't take this post as something you 'should' do. I am in no way knocking those that choose differently from me. I am merely just jotting down mine and our choices. So, no disrespect to anyone.

    Anyway, back on it. Yep, it is totally true. Neither of my older kids have watched ANY 'grown up' television. Not with their Dad or I anyway. It is just something that we have never done. We have never felt the need for our kids to watch T.V that is older than their years. Now, don't get me wrong my Children watch the television. And, a fair bit of it if I am honest. My Son loves nothing more than a good film after a busy day. It is his moment of calm really. A little chance for him to unwind and chill. My Daughter is just sort of getting to grips with the whole T.V thing at the moment. She never showed much interest before. That is slowly changing and she is becoming more aware of the screen and seems to be enjoying it a little more every day. I don't mind them watching television or films at all. They probably watch more than they should or should I say the television is on far more than it probably should be. But, I think that's okay in our house. Our Children are super engaged and busy daily. My belief is that the T.V won't hurt our kids. But, everything they watch is age appropriate. It always has been. Yes, I have had to endure hours of CBeebies instead of This Morning and yes, I have missed out on loads of wonderful Loose Women episodes. But, that's just the way it goes. Most adult television is not suitable for my Children. They are only young and I don't feel they need to hear or see what is aired on our screens. I know, you may think shows such as the XFactor or The Voice etc: are harmless to them and they may well be. But, for now I don't want my little ones watching them. They are only Children for a very small amount of time, the World is a crueller place than ever with Media being hotter than ever and I wish to cherish their younger days and innosence as much as I can and I don't feel that 'grown up' T.V helps my case at all at the minute. There is so much undertone to telly these days. It's all so political, so serious, so intense, so graphic they just don't need to see it or experience it yet. And, yes if that means I sometimes have to sacrifice my own down time for the sake of what they may see then so be it. I'm happy for them to be shut off a little from the drama. Don't get me wrong, they are very aware of the World around them. That is because I talk to them and tell them the truth and we have fairly open discussions regarding what is going on today often. Not because they are sat watching the Soaps, reality T.V or a 12+.
    I could be totally wrong with my views on this subject and it may well be that I do them more harm than good in shielding them from 'grown up' television. I don't currently think that I am but you never know I could be proved wrong. For now this is the right decision for us and I will continue to monitor what my children watch. In my eyes, there are just some things that a 3 year old does not need to see.
    I totally get that many children all over watch all sorts of Television and I am not saying that is wrong because it is not. There is no right or wrong with it there is just a choice and we have all made our choices. I have made mine and have chosen to share that choice with you. Will my views on this change? I don't think so. Not for my Children anyway.
    When will I let my eldest watch a little 'grown up' telly? When I feel that he is ready for it. That may be next week, next month or next year. That choice is mine. And, who knows he may love a bit of Strictly Come Dancing. When the time is right he can advance into the World of 'grown up' T.V. and yes I will share that day with you. But, for now Children's T.V will do just fine.

    Wednesday, 2 November 2016

    16 Months and Not Yet A Walker


    It's exactly as it says on the tin. It really is. My Daughter is 16 months old and is yet to start walking. Am I worried about this? Nope. Not currently. I was a little a few months back. But, I now realise that my worry was not really 'my' worry. It was more other peoples worry rubbing off on me and I was worrying because I wasn't worrying and perhaps I should have been worrying because others were worrying ... Sort of thing. The more folks would say "She really should be walking by now" and "Gosh. She could do with strengthening her legs." The more I'd start to wonder if now was the time to worry. It would appear not as the Health Visitor has paid us a little visit due to the new born and has reassured me that it's very common, totally 'normal' (whatever that means) and that she will do it in her own time. Oh and nothing will be done until she is 24 months because after all her checks she seems to be totally on track. This I am totally happy about obviously. But, you know what? If truth be told, I could have told you that myself. I had no doubt in my mind that she was and is heading in the right direction. She's just taking it easy. Plus, if there was an issue then we would deal with it as and when we needed to. But, currently until we got hat 24 month mile stone there is no issue. So, I will not be making one until then. I'm happy for my little girl to just take things in her stride and go at her own pace. It's not like I can MAKE her walk anyway. I can't force her and I won't force her.

    She will do it. I know she will do it!

    Friday, 21 October 2016

    M&M Experiment. Science Fun For Kids.


    Now, it does not matter what age we are, a Scientific experiment is fun for anyone. Am I right or am I right? There's nothing more exciting than watching something happen right before you're very eyes that you perhaps though couldn't happen. It's thrilling and intriguing. And, it would appear that even at the age of 3, the World of Science is as exciting as it is to a High School kid.

    You may have seen this experiment conducted already by the lovely Dad over at 'Dadlab' (The guy is a genius). And, it was there that I first saw it and thought I must show my Son this. So, full credit goes out to that Pappa. I am not claiming to have created this experiment, no siree. But, I am sharing with you our experience of this Scientific fun and am going to give you the tools to crack on and do it yourself at home.

    You will need:
    • M&M's. Now, that's the Momma Moose way ;-) But, I hear skittles are darn good too. Probably better infact. But, we were skittle-less so made do with M&M's.
    • A plate that is a little dipped in the centre. That way water can sit in it easy but not drown the sweet.
    • A cup or something to pour water easily from.
    • Water
    What you need to do:
    • Create a circle of sweets around your dish, leaving a little gap in between each sweet.
    • Pour in a little water. Just enough for the sweeties to sit in.
    • Sit back and watch the magic happen.

    Excuse the awful video above. My editing skills aren't up to much cop. But, you get the idea at just how magical and engaging for a littlie this experiment is. Plus, it's super simple and super cheap to achieve. And, the rainbow stays in the dish for a fair few hours. This was pretty cool for us because it meant that Mini-Moose got to show his Daddy. :-)

    Have fun creating your own sweetie rainbows guys.


    Monday, 10 October 2016

    Meet The Miniest-Moose

    Please allow me to introduce my 2nd Son born last Friday, 30th September at 6.48am just while the sun rose over Telford.
    He is lovely in every way and is loved very much by his Family.
    This is a short post. But, I just had to introduce him to the World.
    Get ready for our adventures as a Family of 5!


    Wednesday, 21 September 2016

    Official 'Discover Telford' Mommy Blogger


    I said I had exciting news for you all. And, I most certainly do. It's that exciting it has taken all of my strength to not let the cat out of the bag sooner. But, with all the problems I have been having with internet connection, WIFI and data recently I thought it best to wait until all was sorted so that I can share this glorious news with you properly.

    Well, allow me to share. Momma Moose Diaires is now the official 'Discover Telford' Mommy Blogger. And, I could not be happier nor prouder. A little bit of me can't quite believe it actually. I am buzzing and am seriously excited for what my future in blogging now hold.

    So, let me tell you a little about 'Discover Telford'.

    Discover Telford is here to help you find everything you need when planning your trip to Telford, from top attractions, festival and events to great hotels and accommodation. Visit inspiring places from our world famous Ironbridge Gorge World Heritage Site, rich in heritage and culture, to historic market towns and the beautiful rolling hills of Shropshire, A beautiful destination great for a long weekend or short break.
    Meet in outstanding venues from conference centres and castles to planes, trains and science museums.
     Discover Telford has all the ingredients whether it’s an event for 10 or 10,000, combined with expert advice we will help you every step of the way.
    Whatever your reason for visiting, Discover Telford has it covered.
    You may have only just realised. But, as a Family Telford is now our new home. We moved here at the beginning of August and I am more than happy to represent and 'big up' this fabulous, bustling Town. My job as 'Official Discover Telford Mommy Blogger is to really spread the Telford word and get as many of you lovely lot visiting as possible. Why wouldn't you? There is loads to do here and it is up to me to get as many of the events, opportunities and days out here accessible for you all. So, I will be sharing, visiting and partaking in as much Telford and Shropshire based activities as I possibly can.

    Why Not ...

    Give Discover Telford's Facebook Page a like -  https://www.facebook.com/DiscoverTelford/

    Give Discover Telford's Twitter Page a follow - @DiscoverTelford

    Give Discover Telford's Instagram account a follow - https://www.instagram.com/discovertelford/

    And, let them know that 'Momma Moose Diaries' sent you!

    If you wish to get in touch with me regarding anything Telford/Shropshire bound that you think my Followers, readers and subscribers simply MUST know about drop me an email or a message and I will be sure to help out in every way that I can. Get in touch and let's spread the word together.




    Friday, 26 August 2016

    Dads at Baby Showers


    "But, I shouldn't really be coming to the Baby Shower you know. Apparently, it's A girl thing."

    The above statement is actually the statement made by my Husband the morning of our Baby Shower for Bunpling number 3. Now, is it only me that reads or hears that statement and gets a little angry about it? Why on earth are Baby Showers deemed only a Female thing? And, why should a guy feel guilty about attending? Especially the Father? What is that all about? Who actually made the silly 'Baby Showers are for Mommies' rule anyway and what were they thinking?

    My Husband has been at all our Baby Showers. I mean, he did at the end of the day have a faire bit to do with the whole 'baby' thing. You know, the Baby does sort of have something to do with him. Why shouldn't he be allowed to celebrate his kid just like the Mom is? It genuinely baffles me. I wanted him there, I wanted my Son there, I wanted my Brother there and I wanted my Dad there too. They are all part of our Family our life and wilk be tk this new addition also. Why would I feel the need to leave then out of such a wonderful celebration simply because they have a penis? I don't get it. To be honest, I haven't really bothered to research it and educate myself a bit more with the whole reasoning behind it simply because I don't feel there is any reason. It's just out and outright stupid.
    So, a man attends a Baby Shower? So what? Get a grip. Who's he hurting? Who's he offending? What is he actually doing wrong? And, in the Fathers case, what on earth is the deal?
    A Baby Shower is a celebration. An occasion to to enjoy. It's a time to get together with everyone that will be part of your new Families life. It's a chance to share experiences and discuss stories with one another. It's a moment to show that you care and an occasion to shower a newborn (to be) with gifts and a whole load of love. How does being Male or Female even effect that? My Husband is a man but he can still enjoy. My Husband is a man but he can still get together with everyone that will be part of our new Families life. My Husband is a man but he can still share experiences and discuss stories. My Husband is a man but he can show that he cares. My Husband is a man but he can still shower our newborn (to be) with gifts and love. It really makes no difference whether your Male or Female as to whether you attend a Baby Show or not. And, if you are the Father, why on earth should you not go? Why should you feel silly for being there? You're the Daddy. Go and have as much fun as all the Ladies and the Momma there. You deserve it. Don't let anyone else tell you otherwise. And, if they do, point them in my Direction.

    I'm proud My Husband was there on Saturday loving the day for our unborn that our lovely Friends had organised. I'm proud that he was able to have a little break and enjoy the Company around him. I loved having him there and would have done it no other way. After all, my Husband is a huge part of why I'm having a Baby. We are doing this together. We are becoming Parents together. So, we will try our hardest to enjoy all aspects of it together. Including OUR Baby Shower!



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