The boring bits......

You will have to bare with me while I work out this blogging thing....

Firstly, you are most probably wondering why on earth did she choose that horrid photo as her "main" picture? Well, because that is really who Iam.

Iam the mum of the 2 little pretty girls who wears her boyfriends tracky pants with thongs to the shops. Iam the one, who gets up and doesnt look in a mirror until close to bedtime. Iam the one, who if she can get away with it, wont brush her hair all weekend and will stay in her jammies. Iam the one, who the hairdresser says to "you haven't had your hair done in how long?!" Iam the one who, can give birth, but can not bring herself to pluck her eyebrows. Iam the one who, wont shave her legs all winter long. Iam the one who, doesnt own makeup or even a dress.

Iam, the daggy Mum.

Yep. Thats me. (well, not ALL of me)

I have good parts to me as well. Actually the best parts of me would be these 2 beauties....

 

 



Darling Daughter 1- Darling Daughter 2





They are my everything. They make me laugh, smile and even cry at times. Sometimes happy tears, sometimes sad tears. But they are still my everything. My 2 little blonde haired blue eyed baby girls. The total opposite of one another. The eldest blondie, so serious at times, bossy but shy. So loving and caring. My little worrier. A Mummys girl.

The little blondie, so bouncy, happy always smiling. Loves to play jokes. Talking from dawn to dusk. A Daddys girl. From day 1, always a Daddys girl.

There is a man about the house. My teenage sweetheart. 11 years, 2 children and no ring. Not even a proposal. Of course we have talked about it, he says we will one day. Ive no idea when that one day will come. Id like to be more then just the girlfriend. I suppose I should just be happy he is still here. Through all the bad times, he has still been there. When I pushed him away, he still stayed. When I told him those words at the tender age of 16, "im pregnet" he still stayed. I have so much love for him. He is a great man. Even when Im mad at him, he is still great.

There is also a dog. One we saved from being beaten daily and has been with us for almost 9 years. He is like a child at times, playful and naughty.

Im not really sure what iam going to use this blog for, or even for how long or how often. But the one thing I do know is, it is going to be me. The real me and how Iam feeling at that time of writing. They are going to be my stories and my feelings. I dont want to be judged. I do not want to receive harshful comments. I take things to heart. There is more then likely going to be alot of whinging posts full of foul language. I may even just use it to vent my anger and disappointments in life. I havent quite decided. 

I also may start off talking about one topic and then get completly sidetracked and start writing about what ever is on my mind that has nothing to do with the topic at the time.  

but thats just me.