#WobblesWednesday – we’re getting there

It’s Wednesday and I’m linking up with Kate over at nakedmum for Wobbles Wednesday, something that I’m so grateful she initiated for the support it brings.

I wasn’t a very happy J last week. I had too many thoughts running through my mind, but not wanting to necessary blog them and that reflected in last week’s post. It probably took until Friday before I began to feel brighter and that wasn’t good, I need to be on an even keel for the children.

This week is definitely better. My daughter went to a birthday party at a special needs playground on Saturday, party food everywhere. Lots of temptation but I stuck to the cucumber sticks that everyone else seems to be avoiding and that felt good. Later on, everyone else had their usual Saturday evening fish and chips, I ate more cucumber!

Yesterday we had one of the appointments I’d been so worried about last week, there’s another one tomorrow. We received a diagnosis yesterday and I now have two children on the autistic spectrum, one at either end. One classed as “severe”, the other “high functioning”. Both looking to me to be their constant, always there, always reliable… renewed motivation you bet!

I’ve also had a chat with the lady behind Thinking Slimmer and I’ll be starting that soon. I know of a couple of people who are already finding it very helpful and I’m hoping it will do the same for me.

I’m also over-joyed that the autism blog has been short-listed in the Commentary section for the “Brilliance in Blogging awards”, if you could spare a vote here and get me into the next stage, I’d be well chuffed!

It’s been a real rollercoaster week, so much so that I nearly forgot to jump on the scales this morning. But I did and it’s another lb off.

This year’s total to date: 1stone 4lbs.

I’ll be tallying up with Losing It For Autism on 3rd May, with a once-monthly donation (£ for lb) and update on the autism blog, donations always welcomed!

My top tips:

If you’re feeling peck-ish, set yourself a time limit and then decide if you’re still hungry once that time has elapsed. More often than not, it will have passed.

Always make sure that there’s some chopped up peppers/veg in the fridge. Nice and cooling in the warmer weather too.

Looking forward to reading how everyone else is doing. I’d like to report more than one lb off next week if possible.



#MusicMonday – Mr Blue Sky by ELO

I normally highlight a favourite song on my autism blog , thought I’d duplicate on here too.

This seems an appropriate Music Monday for today, the sun is shining, the birds are chirping away and the flowers are blossoming. Spring has sprung!

Today’s Music Monday is the first record I saved up and bought with my pocket money. I bought it from WHSmith in Guildford and I paid 77p! *crosses arms and thinks “those were the days…”*


Mr Blue Sky by ELO – click on the link to watch the most visually appealing video. I love the dancing flowers, the singing snails…everything! Looking forward to seeing if D enjoys watching it later too.

Here’s the lyrics:

“Sun is shinin’ in the sky
There ain’t a cloud in sight
It’s stopped rainin’ ev’rybody’s in a play
And don’t you know
It’s a beautiful new day hey,hey

Runnin’ down the avenue
See how the sun shines brightly in the city
On the streets where once was pity
Mister blue sky is living here today hey, hey

Mister blue sky please tell us why
You had to hide away for so long
Where did we go wrong?

Hey you with the pretty face
Welcome to the human race
A celebration, mister blue sky’s up there waitin’
And today is the day we’ve waited for

Hey there mister blue
We’re so pleased to be with you
Look around see what you do
Ev’rybody smiles at you

Mister blue sky, mister blue sky
Mister blue sky

Mister blue, you did it right
But soon comes mister night creepin’ over
Now his hand is on your shoulder
Never mind I’ll remember you this
I’ll remember you this way

Mister blue sky please tell us why
You had to hide away for so long
Where did we go wrong?

Hey there mister blue
We’re so pleased to be with you
Look around see what you do
Ev’rybody smiles at you
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba”

Must be impossible to hear this song and not have a “life is good” moment!

For more information on ELO, please click here to go to their website.

#MagicMoments – A Key To The Door

It’s Monday (again, the weeks are flying by) and I’ve linked up with Jaime at oliversmadhouse for #MagicMoments.

My #MagicMoment first happened 9 years ago and carries on daily, to a certain extent.

Whizzing back 9 years and 4 months….
we had a decision to make. We were all living in my little 2 bed terrace with its blue outside (which is how I met Mr Bluecrisps), there was me, Hubbie, 10yr old C, 14 month old T and my belly…5 months away from producing D. We were cramped already, it was time to consider moving from the house which I’d brought with my ex, where C was brought up and where T arrived, in the living room, on the floor (that sounded a bit like Cluedo..guess where the baby arrived).

We had our little house valued and started looking around, I found a house very quickly and phoned up, only to be told the buyers were fed up with a lack of response and going to another agent. I asked if we could still view it with them, he checked with the vendor and came back and said no. Disappointing but I thought maybe it would appear with new agents in the following week.

It did! We went to view it and I fell in love with it. It was perfect, just the right size for us, the garish orange paint everywhere was slightly off-putting, that and the fact the vendor had had a fry-up just before we arrived so there was a greasy-spoon-cafe aroma and feel to the kitchen but..ideal for us.

We put in an offer and said we were putting ours on the market immediately, which we did and we had a firm offer within 6 days. Brilliant, all systems go. My tummy filled with D getting ever bigger.

Then the fun started…

Our buyer went on holiday just as we were about to exchange, without telling anyone, it got better…

Our seller’s wife had a nervous breakdown so he was focused naturally on her well-being and getting what was causing her the stress (the house) sorted as quickly as possible. He would phone us, asking what was going on practically daily. I could only look at my packed boxes and wonder.

At one point we considered halting everything and waiting until after D had arrived, the additional stress was not needed.

Finally, we had a completion date. Our money went through by lunchtime but (typical) our buyer’s hadn’t gone through by then. More phone calls and until you actually hold the keys in your hand, you don’t believe it.

But eventually we got there…


Our home. D was born in our bedroom 6 weeks later, one week early.

There may be times when I cannot stand living next door to who we do – the noise that pounds through the walls on a Saturday evening when they decide to “entertain” and the fact we’re right near a woods used for dog-walking so everyone drives up in their cars to walk their dogs and because they don’t live there, there is a fair amount of p o o.

But it’s our home, the only family home that T and D remember, our joint names on the mortgage.

And that IS difficult some months, keeping everything ticking over on one sporadic self-employed wage, but we do and we will, a secure base for the children.

Because the children have special needs and, particularly D, find certain outdoor environments challenging (she has a severe stranger anxiety), the back garden is their haven. To anyone walking past with its trampoline, apple day bed thingy, climbing frame and framed pool, it might seem like they’re spoilt, to T and D it’s a place to play, to enjoy themselves, to be happy children and that’s always a Magic Moment.

Looking forward to reading some more Moments, thanks for reading Jx 😘

#WobblesWednesday – putting my hand up

It’s Wednesday and I’m linking up with #WobblesWednesday , devised by Kate at nakedmum.co.uk

I’m struggling at the moment, I’m putting my hand up like an eager school child and admitting it.

Here’s why:

I don’t trust my scales anymore. I had two positions in the house where I could get a constant reading..not any more. One place says 3lbs off, another says 2lbs on. Help from an external source with reliable scales is needed, I’m looking up Slimming World classes as soon as I’ve finished this post.

My children both have important appointments next week, one is to determine whether I have a second child on the autistic spectrum – and it won’t change a thing for us as a family if we do, it means he’ll be able to access support – the other is a medical appointment for D, one that is potentially intrusive and one I’m not mentioning publicly.

It’s also PMT time, I’m feeling crotchety, grumpy and frankly saddened at the state of the world when some group decides to blast marathon runners and spectators to bits, people who were running raising money for charities. There’s also the tragic news story from Lowestoft, in this age of social media news, theories and views travel too fast.

So, while I’m a bit miffed that I can’t trust my scales and therefore either say *yay* or *boo* or a *shrug*, in the wider scheme of things I am still lighter than at the start of the year, my Losing it for Autism is 19% of target already and we start with reliable readings from Friday.

I’m so grateful to everyone that has contributed so far, will do a once-monthly round-up on the autism blog.

My top tips this week:

Chances are if you feel hungry between meals, you’re not hungry, but thirsty. Have a drink of water/squash/coffee and then decide.

Coco Pops are my evening nibble of choice, little bowlful with no milk, takes absolutely ages to eat – especially with my long nails.

Remember the tortoise and the hare -it’s all very well these diets where you can lose half a stone a week, but are they sustainable and how much is water?

So, in a strange way I’m looking forward to the extra guidance and support that Slimming World will bring, not forgetting the more reliable scales readings. I do appreciate the support on here every Wednesday too…very much.


#Prose4T This is how I rock!

Linking up with #Prose4T at vevivos.com, my little contribution for today.

The sun peeks out from behind the clouds.
“Shall I put the washing out?” I say aloud.

No answer from the children, one is crafting,
one is engrossed in…
FIFA 13.

The teams are picked, the venue chosen,
The whistle blows and off they go.
T supporting the Blues, momentary lapse of concentration and
…A red shirt scores, oh no!

D perfecting her tiny pieces of paper,
with colouring and concentration.
She fashions out clothes, food and balls.
Who needs expensive presents, a thought to motion?

But enough of this,
There’s chores to do.
Will that washing dry?
You know as much as I do!!


*Swishing* away like Cheryl…cos I’m worth it

I had a bit of an light-bulb moment recently. I think it’s to do with starting this blog. It’s a chance to ramble on about my thoughts as me – Jeannette – and not necessarily as a Mumma.

Couple that with a BIG birthday in 3 years, 363 days (you may have noticed the milestone countdown) and the time was right to think about my well-being.

My light-bulb moment came in the form of a jar, a jar in a box of goodies that I received for writing a post. An unexpected jar but one that made me think…this:


My skincare regime was previously basically a Huggies wipes pack. I don’t smoke, don’t wear foundation – just use mascara, eyeliner, concealer and lipstick, finished with a dab of powder – so thought that was all I needed really.

But I’d been given the cream so thought I’d give it a try, half anticipating my skin to react/break out in spots. It didn’t.

Then I was asked to listen to a couple of radio shows for Boots Feel Good Forum (click to read the post), absolutely jam-packed full of tips and hints about hair, skin, confidence building etc. I came away with so many tips and an explanation for all the skin care products around.

I’ve carried on using the day cream and it’s now been added to via a birthday present from Hubbie. He was a bit put out that I asked for a skincare product but it was expensive, something that I wanted to try out and something that I really couldn’t justify buying for myself:


There were grumblings that it was more expensive than perfume, that it had better last a while and that we shouldn’t recycle the bottle because it’s probably worth a bit. Bless him!

Anyway, I am now one of these people who uses a day cream, a serum and a night cream (also a birthday present) and you know what? My skin feels smoother and looks brighter already.


It’s taken a few years to realise but *swishing my hair like Cheryl* “I am worth it!”


#WobblesWednesday – feeling the pressure

I’m linking with with Kate @ Naked Mum as I do every Wednesday, sharing advice and support on a journey to a better me.

I’m sitting on my sofa with a very full tummy, as it was my birthday and we went out for a meal yesterday. Shall I mention my atrocious food consumption yesterday?

Breakfast is normally a couple of boiled eggs with black pepper, no bread just pepper. Yesterday, Hubbie decided that I should have cake, candles and singing whilst I was still in bed. So breakfast was a slice of birthday cake!

Lunch was a three course meal, at a restaurant we’re very familiar with, the children feel very comfortable there and will eat the food. I had:

Starter: Mushrooms with goats cheese and tomatoes

Main course: Sausages with mash, peas and the most scrumptious onion gravy

Dessert (oh yes, oink oink): was a caramel apple tart with custard (disappointing I think it was Birds packet custard but..nom nom)

I was still feeling completely stuffed in the evening so didn’t have any tea, just another small piece of birthday cake when the children wanted to do the candles and singing bit again.

I was so worried about not letting anyone down who’s sponsored me via JustGiving – click to visit my page – that I weighed myself yesterday morning (before the cake fest) and it showed that I’d stayed the same.

I didn’t fancy weighing in this morning and acknowledging a gain which will really knock me back and increase the pressure.

So, my plan this week is:

Getting straight back into it, from now. Breakfast has just been two boiled eggs. Sticking to what works for me. There is still some birthday cake – dammit – in the house but I will stick to tiny slices and work the rest of my food around it.

I owe it to the nine very generous people who have already sponsored me to do my best.

Thanks to these lovely people I’m 15% of target already, I’m mega pleased.
As I’ve maintained weight, I’m adding £2 to the fund.

Yesterday was not an every-day day food-wise, I’m getting straight back into it today, determined to be #LosingItForAutism.

Looking forward to reading how everyone else’s week has gone, it’s not an easy time with it being the school holidays and extra baking/goodies around.