It’s not and it’s never been a secret that I used to be the manager of a soft place centre. When I first moved to Norfolk I took on the job as general staff but it wasn’t long before I was promoted. Honestly, even working there as general staff really wasn’t my idea of fun. Back in 2013 when I took the job I didn’t have Erin and I didn’t even particularly like other people’s children. But, I needed a job to pay for our wedding in Orlando so I did what I had to. Never did I think I
I think it was just after Christmas when I saw that a cinema in Norwich would be showing The Gruffalo on their child friendly morning in February. Having been to see Zog at the same cinema before Christmas I thought Erin would love it, especially as we’d be watching/ reading other Julia Donaldson stories. We’d had the date written on the board for weeks and I’d been getting Erin excited about us having a day out together as we haven’t had one for ages. The weekend before our cinema trip Erin hadn’t been herself and we had nights where she
John and I have always had quite varied interests. When we first met John was a very keen runner and loved his exercise. Don’t get me wrong, he still does but over the years the time able to be spent training for marathons has become less and less. John works 6 days a lot of the time so if he does get some free time and a day off, he doesn’t want to spend it away from Erin. For as long as I can remember Sundays have been John and Erin’s day. Although we are all home together, I have
Growing up I don’t particularly remember learning too much about the world. Of course, in school we learn about history, geography and religion but personally, I don’t feel as though I really learned enough about the world we live in. My school certainly wasn’t a diverse one and apart from I think about 3 students, everyone was white. As soon as I was old enough with enough money, I started going on holiday, visiting new places around the UK and I even lived in Toronto for a year. I wanted to broaden my knowledge and have experiences different to everything
I’ll be the first to admit that I regularly lose my shit when it comes to Erin. I would say that I have a bit of a meltdown on at least a monthly basis, if not more often. If we hadn’t decided to put Erin into nursery as soon as she turned 2 last January I think you would find me rocking in a corner somewhere crying my eyes out every single day. Being a parent has never come easily or naturally to me but I have found the last 6 months to a year incredibly hard. A lot of
In the middle of November I received an email I never could have expected. The email was to call a meeting at Erin’s nursery and the private school attached to it. Unfortunately, the meeting was full of bad news and we were told that unless a miracle happened, the school and nursery would be closing in either 2 or 4 weeks. Shocked and upset cannot even begin to cover how I felt. We had spent a whole year going to open days to get Erin ready for this nursery and we knew that we picked the right place for her.
From Erin being around 1 year old we had a plan for her education. We started thinking about nurseries early with a plan for Erin starting somewhere as soon as she was 2. After we stopped baby classes I knew that Erin needed more interaction with children her own age and I also needed a break from everything for the sake of my mental health. Erin starting nursery at 2 was the best thing for everyone, even if it wasn’t good for our finances. The nursery that we chose for Erin was pretty much everything we could have asked for
Erin is quite the fussy eater and it can be a nightmare to get her to eat a proper meal. While she’s at nursery she eats really well and has cooked meals on the days she is there. Erin’s nursery is attached to a private school and all of the children eat lunch together so this encourages her to do the same as her friends are doing. At home though, we struggle. I think Erin would live on cereal and toast if we would let her. Luckily, she really likes fruit so we always have that available to her. Every