Hello.. it’s me

Hey!

I am sorry I’ve been quiet and non existent. I’ve been on a sabbatical, focusing more on work, being a mum and following a dream of writing a book.

I am currently on my fourth book, hoping to have it finished before November if my brain lets me and my creative juices keep flowing! I wrote my first book and self published it last May which has been amazing, I then went on to finish the series with the third book being released earlier this year.

I’m not sure what type of genre the book falls under but it’s a rom/com with some angst, sex, quite a bit of sex tbh (sorry mum) and some drama as the series unfolds because, come on, who doesn’t love a bit of drama!? i wouldn’t say fifty shades level, but not this man level either. Somewhere slotted in-between.

I’m currently sitting round the pool in Spain at my mums. We’re having a nice chilled two week holiday, the last holiday of the year.

I was planning on being out here for most of the six weeks;

1. Because it’s easier here than at home

2. The kids are happier than when in England

3. It would be our first wedding anniversary 31st August and seeing as we got married here it just made sense to see our anniversary in here too.

4. Also, it’ll be my 30th out here the day before our anniversary. So why not go out and have a massive month long celebration!?

But, a little something came up that stopped them plans.

A little something called a baby.

We had been toying with a third for a while, but we just wasn’t sure. Grayson would be starting school this sept, Kellan is well into his school years and I could have gone back to work. (And tbh, the kids were so easy now. They slept through, they played independently, I could have a hangover and still parent as I felt they weren’t so dependant on me).

Me and Dan sat and had a chat one weekend in March after being on a weekend away with my friends. We said we would give it till my 30th and if I hadn’t fallen then we would leave it and just accept that two boys were more than enough and how blessed we were to have conceived and carried two babies. But, this little one had different plans. I found out the weekend after our chat that I was pregnant. It was a shock but not a surprise because deep down we both wanted it but didn’t want to commit to both agreeing to ‘try’.

We have 12 weeks left; 12 weeks till my planned section and it’s going way too fast for my liking. The first 15 weeks were hell, I was nauseous all the time, went off meat completely and trying to do the school run while thinking the whole time to myself ‘please don’t be sick please don’t be sick’. I was exhausted constantly, trying to keep two humans alive and grow a baby was hard work. My evenings were spent moaning to dan about how rough I felt or how tired I was. Luckily I wasn’t sick, not even once but my god I felt horrendous. I’m still not back on red meat, the thought makes my stomach turn. I’m hoping it comes back once little miss is here but I’m scared it won’t!

I’ve had odd cravings with this one, sniffing mustard (have refrained from this since Dan walked in and looked at me in full sniff, resulting in me burning both nostrils pretty bloody bad), strawberries, cheese, all the cheese, piccalilli and beer. What a combo for terrible heartburn.

I am sorry I have been so crap at blogging lately but I’ve been so busy with my writing and growing a human that blogging unfortunately has been in the bottom of my list.

I hope you have all been okay, I promise I’m back 🤪

If you want to take a look at my books they’re on amazon, or you can follow my FB / Instagram page;

http://www.facebook.com/ashleerauthor

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Speak soon xx

Hello…

I am back. Back for good.

I have been so busy writing four books (was only going to be one😂) but I am done writing for the moment.

I am currently in Spain with my two babes but once I am home I will be blogging full force.

I’ve missed you all 🖤

Hey!

Hey!

How are we all? I thought I would pop on before I have to leave to pick the boys up. So, I have good old Friends on!

Myself and Dan have been followed a strict diet and exercise programme. I’ll be honest, the weekends we have treats. We are following in10sity by David Souter. If you want some more info let me know and I will pop some bits on here.

I have been so busy writing my third novel that I have neglected my blog baby.. I am sorry.

I was going to keep it quiet, but then I thought why should I? I am bloody proud of what I have achieved in the last few months. Again, if you are interested comment and I will pop the links up.

I am so ready for the half term already, I am done with school runs. Especially in this shitty weather.

My youngest starts school this year and I don’t know if I am emotionally ready for it, I can’t believe it has come round so quick. I thought when I had Kellan it went quick, well fucking hell, it has flown with Grayson. I understand why people decided to have more kids once their kids are all at school!! Don’t panic mum, two are enough 😉

Enjoying the last half an hour before I have to leave; I’ve hinched the house and now making the most of chill time and being in the warmth!

Anyway, just a little post. Hope you are all Okay.

 

A x

The reason I’ve been so quiet..

So sorry for being so crap on here, but there is a perfectly good reason.

I’ve written two books; currently writing my third.

They are romantic, easy reads with some light erotica (nothing like 50 Shades 🤣)

If your interested they are on Amazon 🖤💫

So yea, I’ve been a bit busy 🙈🤣

Psycho Mother

do you know what I am sick of? I am sick of having to turn into that psycho mother who has to literally lose her shit before my kids will listen to me. Every morning without fail i have to call my kids up the stairs about five times, which ends in me literally screaming at the top of my lungs before they actually do it.

I see these mums literally breezing it through motherhood and I sit there and think – what the fuck?

I know they probably lose it behind closed doors but I sometimes can’t see it. If anyone can shed some light how to be more Mary Poppings like then please let me know.

I try talking quietly, i try talking firmly, i try whispering, i try shouting and it still doesn’t work. I stress myself out to the point my stomach hurts, like so bad. I need to take a good breather otherwise i think i would reach for the wine.

The boys are now at an age where they constantly wind each other up, more so Grayson to Kellan believe it or not. Grayson is three. He winds his brother up something chronic. It is actually ridiculous. Is this just boys? can i expect this until early adulthood? Because, being honest, i don’t know how i will cope. They are each others throats so much.

It started October half term, which i thought they would be fine once they were back at school/nursery but nope. I just don’t get why it has started.

I don’t know if I am ready for this next step in parenting. There was me thinking i wanted a third baby, you know what? I don’t. I don’t think i would mentally or emotionally cope with another..

 

If you have children that bicker and wind each other up please send me some tips because i feel like i am going to lose the will. This is a battle i don’t think i will win. This is a parenting fail as i don’t know how to deal with it!

Finding Balance.

Hey!

I feel shattered tonight. I haven’t long sat down since 8am this morning. I am back to work at the moment five days a week 9-2:15, not going to lie, it is a bit of a shock to the system.

Trying to get the boys and me in a routine with school, work and housework. I have found if i try and tidy as much as i can in the morning then throw a wash on as i leave, by the time i get home i throw the wash in the dryer, hoover, polish and clean bathrooms. I need to mop floors but at the moment it’s pointless because the weather is so dyer.

I then do their dinner, get them ready for bed and now i’m cooking mine and dan’s dinner. I’m sure i will get there but i haven’t worked full time since Kellan was born. It is only till Feb at the moment, going to see how the hours work for me and my bosses.

I am super organised with christmas though, all my shopping is done !! how are you all getting on?

Got that bastard elf back as of Saturday, wish i never started the bloody thing. We are out for a santa day on Saturday so i blog about it all as it seems like it is going to be a great day!

I thought the kids would be on wind down mode seeing as its twenty-to seven but nope. They are jumping and dancing around and as always not listening to me.. it’s exhausting. I don’t know if it’s having two boys or what but I am finding this stage really hard atm. I think they are so overtired and stimulated from school that they go into meltdown mode by this time. I am waiting for Dan to get home and he can do bedtime tonight, hopefully he has wine..

If anyone has any tips on balance with a five day a week job, kids and housework hit me up because i would love some tips!!

In other news, i am going to write a book in the new year which will include some of my blogs and views etc. on how i feel about parenting. If anyone has any input or would like some of their tips featured the comment below, message me on instagram (justamummy_x) or over on my Facebook again (facebook.com/justamummy15)

Not an overly exciting blog, so sorry about that.

Please also don’t forget that I am in the running for the UK Blog Awards. I am under Parent and Baby, page 4 – Just a Mummy.

One vote per person, all you have to do is click the HEART next to my name. It closes on 24th December! Link is on my previous posts, if you can’t find it then comment and i will paste it. Thanks dolls ❤

How depressing that this time next month Christmas will be over.. i am such a miserable bitch.. must be the weather !!!!

VOTING IS LIVE – I’m in the Parent and Baby section on page 4 🖤

Here’s the link: 

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And here are the instructions for your readers: 
To vote, 
1. Click on the categories and view the entries. 

2. To see their website, click on the globe. 

3. To see their entry information, click on the “i”. 

4. To vote for their entry, click on the red heart . 
Please note, there is only one vote per person per category. 
Please head over and vote for my blog 🖤

Link is in bio if you wish to vote, I would be so grateful 🖤

Well, this first week back at school has been eventful to say the least. I’m losing my shit, the kids are losing their shit. 

Kellan has turned into an emotional wreck and is crying over everything. Last night it was because I said he was having school dinners and not a packed lunch. I made him a packed lunch because I couldn’t cope with the whining. I gave in, all for an easy life. 

The last two mornings and evening have been the same, arguing with two, stubborn little men about putting their toys away before school and preschool. They only listen when I start screaming at them. Honestly, it is exhausting. 

Today we had Gs preschool photos. Kellan refused to have a sibling photo so I had to bribe him, obviously. Sibling photos done, I looked at the clock, Kellan was late. Shit. I ran him round after one of the nursery girls said I could leave G there to finish having he’s photos. Knocking on the door out of breath I threw him in and said bye. I ran back round to nursery, there G was waiting for me to collect him. As we both left my friend told me that the back gate was about to be locked. Now, I am so unfit. I was worn out from just running Kellan round. So off we went, grayson then refused to walk. I picked him up and ran down towards the gate. I was sweating, my trunchball bun was bouncing and falling out all over the place, but we made it. Made it before being locked in and having to walk round the front. My god I was so out of breath, it took me about 15 mins to catch my breath back.. so embarrassing. 

I have just bought G to soft play to meet one of my friends. Thought it would be nice to wear them out. While we were waiting G asked for some pennies, I didn’t have anything apart from a €1 coin. I gave it to him and watched him try and put it in the little sweet machines. After telling him time and time again that it wouldn’t work I decided to sit and write this… he then screamed over telling me that it had worked. My €1 coin had worked in a claw machine. Grayson cane over beaming, so happy that he had managed to get some sweets .. but tbh. He is quiet and I’m drinking a hot coffee. 

How have your kiddies settled back into school? We had two weeks off which was lovely but I think it’s just a bit too much for the kids trying to get back into the swing of it. 

On a side note I have made it into the second stages of the UK BLOG AWARDS, and I am so overwhelmed and excited. 
Hope you are all ok 😃

Wedding, Grayson and a French Bulldog!

Hey!

Well, what a whirlwind it has been. Once again, I am sorry I have been non existent.

First off, me and Dan got married! Finally! and it was the most amazing, magical day. It was everything and more. I will share a few pictures later.

We are only really finding our feet again from it all, it was such a build up and lots of stress but we still need to find some downtime to reflect on it all. We still need to choose our photos from our photographer.

We then came home and decide to re-home a 9 month old french bulldog called Albie. Oh my god, what an adventure that has been. He is such a beautiful, loving little dog and Travis and him adore each other, but oh it’s been hard work. It’s like he doesn’t know how to be a dog, how to be affectionate or how to cuddle. We are really trying to work with him and get some training put in place but it is hard with another dog and two kids!

There have been times I thought I regretted my decision to take him on, but, I know he was meant for us. Our little crazy family.

In other news, it’s half term. This is our last week, both boys had two weeks off. We have had such a lovely time, as much as they drive me absolutely insane I am going to miss them when they go back on Monday but I am looking forward to having my routine back.

 

Grayson has been testing this last week. I think he misses nursery, he needs it. He needs the stimulation that I just can’t give him. He is so much different to Kellan, they are both so loving, the most loving and caring little boys I know but my god he has such a temper on him. He shouts at me, growls at me, hits me. It seems however I punish him nothing stops him. He just laughs at me. He doesn’t do it to his Dad, i just know it’s for my benefit which is frustrating. He cries if i leave and he doesn’t see me but if I’m at home with him he turns into a completely different child. I might start calling him Jekyll and Hyde. Seriously.

I am not sure if it is just him being a ‘threeager’ but bloody hell.. he is unbelievable and so exhausting. If you have any tips, please comment or message me because I feel like he has aged me about twenty years, god knows what he will be like when he is actually a teenager.

Anyway, I hope you are all ok and I hope you all have a lovely weekend, we have a fair bit to do tomorrow then hopefully Sunday we can just chill and have some family time before the madness of school starts.

 

I’ve missed my blog, but I am back now. For good. I promise X

 

 

 

Pass me the wine..

do you know when you are having a really shitty day? well today that is me.

The day started off fine, I went about my usual business, dropped the kids to school and nursery then pottered.

Came home, done my housework, cracked on with my work and then decided to pay G’s nursery fee’s – I re-opened the email I originally opened in Spain and checked the price again, this time it was £180 more than I remembered. I was so excited when I first opened it that I didn’t realise in my pure post wedding bubble that there was a page 2.

Fuck. My. Life.

So that set me off in a bad mood, I wanted to write but my work system was being a dick so something that should have taken an hour took two hours. By the time I was finished it was time to pick the sprogs up from school. My brother and his might as well be wife came with me which was nice. I stood in the line for K but he didn’t appear, my heart started racing, my mind flicking through different thoughts ‘shit, did i actually witness him walking into his classroom’ ‘fuck, did i actually drop him off at all today?’ then there he was, mr laid back and all the time in the world looking a right scruff. Nothing was in his backpack, but, he does always come out with his beaming smile.

Now, K has only been in he’s new class for 4 days, 4 days for a just 5 year old in year one is a bit much, but i thought i would ask he’s teacher how he is getting on.

He needs to knuckle down. He doesn’t listen. He is not interested.

That pissed me off even more. I wasn’t pissed off with the teacher, i was just pissed off at the whole thing. He then came home and seemed to have the devil in him (over tiredness at it’s best) he stood on the dogs back, strike one: straight to bed.

fifteen minutes later he came down, he was calm and quiet. Fab. He apologised to the dog and me.

K isn’t a naughty kid, I know most parents say this, but he isn’t. He doesn’t listen, granted. But he isn’t a bad kid. So to have him in the mood he has been in and the constant back chatting – i’ll be honest, my patience has wore thin.

Dan came home and could see I was in one of them moods, he came in and gave me a kiss and a cuddle while taking my wine out of my hand and asked me not to be down and to go back to my happy self. It doesn’t help I have wedding blues, I didn’t want to go back to normality, I liked us being in our bubble.

He gave me a kiss and asked me if I wanted him to bath or shower the boys and put them to bed. Honestly, something so little was like music to my ears. I am so lucky to have him, he is a saint and he know’s how to calm me down.

He has had a stern chat with K about he’s behaviour at school so hopefully it has sunk in. Little pickle.

Sorry, this is a rant post but i have just had a bloody shit day.

Anyway, kids are a bed, dinner is cooking and we are going to chill and watch a film, that’s if Dan doesn’t get sucked into Ozark on Netflix.

Tomorrow is a new day, all of this is sent to test us.