Archive for October, 2007

BlogCatalog and Squidoo

Are any of you on BlogCatalog?  If not, you should join, I’ve found some really great blogs on it.  There are groups and discussion boards so you will probably find something that you’re interested in. 

 I signed up at Squidoo yesterday.  I’m not quite sure if that’s a good thing.  I used to work at home freelancing as a ghostwriter mostly.  I did a good few articles for internet marketers who then used the articles on Squidoo.  I always like to know what happens to the things I sell.  I am surprised that someone would pay for another person to write their lens but whatever floats your boat.  You must be getting a lot of traffic and royalties if you’re depending on buying articles for your lenses.

I’m a bit unclear on how it works over there so if anyone can help, that would be fantabuloso 🙂

I’m not sure whether you write a whole load of different lenses on the one subject or whether you just keep adding to the one lense whenever the mood and inclination takes you.  I have a tendency to sign up for things and forget about them – I have accounts everywhere – so I’m hoping that blogging about stuff will keep things in my head for longer.  It’s true what they say, you DO get stupider after you have children.  I used to have a great memory now I struggle to remember what day of the week it is.


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My Daughter’s First Steps

I didn’t intend for this to become a “Mammy” blog but everything that occurs in my life is Mammy related so what did I expect to happen?  I have two beautiful, amazing children.  My son is 3 and my daughter is 8 months.  I wanted another child so that my son wouldn’t be alone and that was a great choice especially now when I watch them playing together, him teaching her everything he knows.  I did worry that nothing she did would ever be special because he had gotten there before her.  He was the first great grandchild, the first grandchild for both sides of the family, the first to walk, speak, etc.

 But my daughter had other ideas, she was going to outshine him in everyway so even  though she did it all second, there was no way we could forget it.  She said her first word and sat up at five months.  She now says mama, dada, baba and hi.   She can wave.  She can do lots of amazing things that I will remember when she has her own children, regardless of what number child she is.  If I have five children, I’m now sure that I will remember everything they do first, just like I’m now sure that I’ll love each of them with all of my heart.  While I was pregnant, I worried that there was no way I could love two people with the same intensity that I felt for my son.  I’m so happy I was wrong.

 Ah, yes, the reason I started this post.  My daughter took her first tentative steps today.  Without holding on to anything, at 8 months old, she walked and she LOVED it.  The lot of us sat there chanting her name, encouraging her and she was determined to repeat the process.  Then my son took her by the hands and made her run around the room, that was funny, if a little nervewracking, he can be a bit clumsy with her!  He  walked at 11months which was pretty damn amazing especially considering he was premature.  I love this.  I love being a Mammy.  I love how this means the world to me.  I love how I will tell everyone I know about it and they will all feign interest while silently wishing I would shut the hell up.  Isn’t it great being a Mammy?

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5th Anniversary

Yesterday was my fifth anniversary.  Seems like I’ve been pregnant for half of it 🙂

It got me thinking about when we met.  I knew straight off I would be with him for a long time but what if he hadn’t felt the same?  Where would I be now?  I don’t know if I believe in fate but if one small thing changed, I may never have met the father of my children, I would never have had my children, I’d be a completely different person.  It’s kinda scary thinking about how something small could have changed everything.

He often tells me how he used to be before he met me.  He met up with people he had been talking to online or had gotten in contact with through a wrong number a lot.  He would arrange to meet up with these girls, check them out from the distance and leave if he didn’t like what he saw.  He would text the girl saying something like thanks for being late, I’m not talking to you now and she would never hear from him again.  I know, what a tosser he was back then.

 If he did that to me, I would have been sick, that’s pretty awful.  But say that did happen with us, I dread to think how my life would be now.  I don’t think I would have children.  I’d probably be working and living alone.  I don’t know why he suddenly changed when he met me, maybe he got tired of messing around and wanted something more.  I know that I changed too.  I hated getting close to people before that, I never gave anyone second chances, I didn’t like seeing the same people every single day.   Then I met him and suddenly I was prepared to let him have the last word (sometimes) and we have rarely been apart ever since. 

It sounds strange now I’m saying it but it does seem like it was meant to be.  Right place, right time, right person…Everything has worked out, even the bad things that happened along the way.  I was with him for less than a year when a friend of mine committed suicide.  I didn’t take it well and if it hadn’t been for him, I don’t think I would have gotten through it.  Nobody else knew what to do with me, that’s for sure! 🙂  I’ll stop being sappy now, I’ll just say I’m thankful for fate, destiny, guardian angels, whatever or whoever it was that led us on the same path.

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How DO you pronounce that???

 I decided last year to take part in NaNoWriMo, but I forgot so this year I’m determined to get started on the 1st of November.  My only problem now is coming up with some ideas.  I was going to blog about my progress on my other blog Bebo Author, – which is playing up a lot lately since I decided to try out a custom domain – but why clog up that when I could do it here 🙂

 I love to write, I have a lot of stuff in my head and the easiest way to get it out is to write it down but I have the very bad habit of procrastinating and putting it off for another day.  I’m hoping that being forced to write 1500 or 1600 words a day will discipline me to actually get things done in the future.  I have a lot of half finished stories because I was too lazy to type them up then forgot key facts and was too lazy to go back and read it all over to make sure I had my details right. 

 One story in particular is very strong in my head (I have the whole lot of it worked out, I just need to type up the second half of it) but I can’t use that for NaNoWriMo because  you have to start from scratch.  That book was aimed at young adults (think Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight minus the vampires) and that just fell into place so maybe thats the type of thing I should try again.

If anyone is taking part, it’s starting in about 4 days so I’ll see you there 🙂

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Bad Day? More Like Bad Week…

I hate starting a blog, I feel all uncomfortable and out of place.  I don’t know what to write and I feel like I’m doing everything wrong.  It’s nice when you see your archives feeling up and you no longer feel like you shouldn’t be here.  Sure can’t wait for that feeling to kick in…

So, I’m a moany cow today because I have been having a pretty crappy week.  Found out my dog had been put down, I wasn’t moving, the garage ordered in glass for the wrong side of the fecking car leaving me stranded.  Mostly because the second last time the car got broken into, they took my pram.  Wankers.  I’m in a bad mood and want to bitch about it some more. 

 Do you ever have days or even weeks were you just get sick of everything?  Like you’ve been letting people away with things because you don’t want a row then if you’re in a bad mood you just want to unleash a ball of rage on them?  Well that’s me this week.  I’ve actually been pretty quiet, avoiding confrontation wherever possible because I hate telling people what I really think about them, they may not care but I’m eaten up with guilt later on.  Ooh, I just sounded like Meg Ryan in You Got Mail, that can’t be good.

Maybe I should just express myself quietly in a corner of a blog, that way I won’t flip out and scare people 🙂  I’m in such a weird funk this week, can’t wait to get over it and cheer up.  It’s just one of those weeks when everything seems to turn to crap at the same time.  Ah well, could always be worse, after all.

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I’m new to WordPress.  I have a blog called Bebo Author and I’m seriously considering importing it to WordPress but I want to try it out for a while first.  I’ve been wanting a personal blog for a while so I thought, why not start one here?  The best way to find out about the site is to use it and if I don’t like it, at least I can decide that before I start moving over.

 So this is me, complete with random posts and wierd rambling thoughts.  (And probably some wierd experiments with plugins and templates 🙂 )

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