Monday, 21 June 2010

When The Darkness Comes

I'm cheating slightly this week with my Writing Workshop post as its a poem I've already written, but I would like to share.


I choose prompt 2. What does depression feel like to you? This is what it feel like to me 

When the Darkness comes I can't breathe,
My head pounds and my mouth goes dry.

When the Darkness comes I just want to hide,
Loneliness is my friend.

When the Darkness comes I cry and cry,
I don't always know why.

When the Darkness comes I am scared,
Panic rises inside me.

When the Darkness comes I am paralysed,
I wish I could run away.

When the Darkness is gone I am free,
Until the next time it appears.



Hello I'm Carol

The lovely Carly from Mummy's Shoes is putting together a meet and greet for Cybermummy, so we have an idea about who we are meeting.


Here is my bio 


Name:  Carol Smith
Main Blog:   New Mummy http://mummynew.blogspot.com 
Twitter ID:  @Caroljs
Height:   5ft 3in

Hair:   Short/blonde
Eyes:   One brown and one green 
Likes:  Music, Gigs, Theatre, Blogging, Reading, Eating, Wine


I'm not adding a picture of me, instead here is the dress I'm going to be wearing, its my birthday present. 


 Can't wait to meet you 


Thursday, 17 June 2010

Guest Post - Mamma McCann

The finally guest post this week is from Mamma McCann, she needs some advice on returning to work.


Preparing To Return To Work
Many mummies these days have to face the stark reality of having to return to work. Whether full or part time the sudden realisation that you will be apart from your baby suddenly hits home. This has happened to me and has become increasingly distressing over the past few weeks.


Before Mini McCann arrived I'd seen a variety of nurseries and finally came across one that pulled at my gut instinct. A month before baby was born I had put down a deposit and started paying for the first month. That seems like a million years ago now. My return to work is looming and I am in a lucky position that I am having a phased return to work. Flexible working plans for parents are now becoming common place and I believe these can create a better and less stressful work/life balance. I start work again on the 1st August beginning with 2 days a week and planning to increase up until I reach a 9 day fortnight in October. I'll be able to leave early every Friday to pick her up, have some mummy/daughter time, then go and meet daddy from work. 


Financially I need to return to work and mentally I know it will be good for me to have some adult interaction that doesn't involve baby. Me and baby are pretty much one person at the moment. For Mini McCann a whole new world is looming and one which I know will be good for her development/social skills.


So why do I feel so torn? I would love to be a stay at home mum. Yes, sometimes it drives me crazy but other times like half an hour ago I want to stay and have cuddles while she is asleep in my arms, breastfeeding, enjoying providing her with warmth and food. The problem with this is will she expect cuddles to sleep at nursery, will she sleep without me (and the boob)? Will she interact well with other children? So many worries and positives all flow through my head at the same time


So no questions answered yet as to how I'll cope, hopefully I'll come blog again once I'm there but for now I am off to be Mummy McCann again...full of cuddles ready for my little redhead when she wakes up.

Thank you for that great post mama, I can't wait to read your follow up post. 

NM X 


Wednesday, 16 June 2010

Guest Post - Ryan Jarrett

Welcome to the second guest post of the week and the first man to write on New Mummy!!


Ryan Jarrett, is a lead writer of children's television website, My Kids TV



Screen Time - A Parental Balancing Act

Technology pervades every inch of our modern, appliance filled homes.  If Convenience is King, then Entertainment is Queen.  The average family house is now home to numerous televisions, DVD players, games consoles, laptops and set-top boxes, not to mention their hand-held cousins - mobiles phones, netbooks and Nintendo DSs in Tooty Frooty colours.  These items are a part of our lives.  Our generation have grown to accept them; our children's generation are born to expect them.

As a parent I feel I have a duty to let my children be exposed to this gadgetry which has become intrinsic to us.  It would not be fair to shy them away completely, denying them the pleasure they can bring or the education they can provide.  The PC and the smartphone are the tools with which people work nowadays and by shielding our children from these could we be hindering their later progress in the big wide world?  It's hard to say.

I do appreciate the view that there can be too much exposure to media and technology.  I am a firm believer in family time, in talking to your children, in shared mealtimes round a dinner table and other more traditional customs.  Children can provide some of the most insightful comments and the most amusing conversation - it would be a crime to have their opinions and views homogenised by advertising and peer pressure.

My son, who is nearly 5, is a happy, healthy, intelligent and unique individual.  His first exposure to modern media was to the television.  As he got older he started showing an interest in the noisy, glowing box in the corner, so we slowly let him watch a couple of minutes of a children's programme.  After a while he started to show some preferences to certain shows, but we never forced him to watch one things or another.  We limited screen time and we watched the TV with him as he got older, making it a shared bonding experience, rather than a passive experience.

He enjoys music with a real passion.  However, whereas when I was younger I would listen to cassette tapes and even records, we don't even own a CD player any more (apart from in the car).  All of our music is digital, either stored on our computer or MP3 players, or streamed over the Internet.  My son uses Spotify (a fantastic music streaming application) - could he possibly be the youngest user in the world?  He listens to Lady Gaga, Snow Patrol, Cheryl Cole and even The Beatles, as well as kids TV theme tunes and more traditional childrens music.  He dances and jumps along to these tracks happily, and to him this is the norm.

He owns a DS and he plays on the Wii, but he is not overweight, he has lots of friends and he still plays with his toys.  The games he plays are age appropriate and access to these is limited.  He has a good imagination and his reading is excellent.  The press, both in the UK and globally, present this dichotomy - they want everyone, including our children, to consume media (which, obviously, is in their interests) but we are made to feel bad about over-exposure.

It's not easy being a parent, and we don't ask for medals.  We do our best but we have to pick and choose what to believe.  Is technology and modern media good or bad?  There is no answer - take each experience as it comes, watch your children and decide for yourself.  Just don't feel bad or guilty about having to choose, to restrict or to censor.

Thank you Ryan for your great post. 


Tuesday, 15 June 2010

Guest Post - Baby Genie

I'm not really here this week and off gallivanting, so I have some fantastic guest posts for you.


The first guest post if from Catherine who writes at BabyGenie 



My memories of being a new mummy

“What if I don’t want him when we get home?’ I said to my husband a few hours after the birth of our son.

His mind flitted between my wellbeing and what the coming days and weeks may hold.
I had an ok labour – pretty standard, tearful, painful, resulting epidural, forceps and then the birth of a healthy happy boy.

Like all mums, those early days were a little roller coaster.  On reflection, here is the auto pilot route I took.

A moment of panic as I saw a foot bent back the wrong way as our son was born, the delirium leaving me thinking of a baby penguin – a flipper*.

A moment of self doubt that I actually wanted to be a mum which thankfully cleared after a little sleep.

A moment of pure emotion when my dad ran towards me, not our newborn son, and kissed me – beaming with a look of pride that might burst from within him.

A wince of pure desperation as the physical pain pierced in to another day and left me unable to enjoy my new baby.

A morning of pure madness, throwing drop scones into a pan, rocking the bouncer with one foot, determined to arrive at a brunch party having prepared something home made with my four week old son.

A broken laptop, screaming baby and inconsolable mummy after trying to settle my child with white noise downloaded from the internet.

Handmade thank you cards sent out within a matter of moments of receiving a gift, just to prove a point.

Nights of playing Soduko on my phone whilst breast feeding; longing to feel that ‘incredible bonding’ feeling that never came.

But, more than anything, an overwhelming, heart stopping feeling of pure gratefulness that I was a mum.  I was washing clothes that said I love my mummy on them.  A change bag had replaced my handbag.  I knew if it was a hungry cry or a tired cry.  The baby was being passed back to me when he became unsettled.  That baby was mine.  And I did love him – and now, I love him more than I ever knew possible.


Thank you so much for that lovely guest post Catherine. 



Sunday, 13 June 2010

The Gallery - Motherhood


This weeks Gallery prompt over at Sticky Fingers is Motherhood. 
I had have a really good think about this, there were so many things I could have photographed to portray Motherhood, I almost took photos of my stretch marks but no one want to see them! 

I decided to pull together some pictures of me and BG, my main problem was that I'm always behind the camera so I haven't got many of the two of us, but here are the ones I could find including a picture of me pregnant. 


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And as I was playing about with the photos I tried them in black and white as I personally think I look better in it!

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Motherhood for me is the hardest job I have ever had and I'm only 18 months in! But the sleepless nights, lack of money, lack of a waste, the tears and tantrums  all slip away when I see that smile looking back at me


This is my favourite picture of BG, I look at her I think "I made that" and that to me in the most amazing thing about motherhood.


Don't forget to pop over to Tara's on Wednesday to see all the other photo's. 



Friday, 11 June 2010

Soundtrack To My Week - Birthday Special

Normally on a Friday I do the Soundtrack To My Week where I choose a song that best represents my week. As its my 30th Birthday tomorrow I thought I would share the song that was number 1 when I was born.


Unfortunately that song was Crying by Don McLean which just a little bit depressing, so I've chosen a tack from 1980 the year I was born. 


It was tough to choose as they were some great tracks released that year including, Brass in my pocket by the Pretenders, Going Underground by The Jam and The Winner takes it all by Abba.


The song I have chosen is.......


Call Me by Blondie 



NM x

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