Aimee Horton

#LittleLoves – Not the best of weeks.

Jun
03

In the last week, we have been in hospital three times, for three separate reasons and people – but the first two paled in comparison to thinking that Theo might have meningitis, or one of the many other things that spin through your head when you are sitting in a hospital waiting room with a poorly child.

He hasn’t got any of them though, and at around 9pm, after a day filled with amazing doctors and nurses looking after us, we were allowed to come home. I have never felt more relieved or grateful for coming into my house to noise and mess.

Therefore, I think that after the week we’ve just had, it’s important for me to join in with this weeks #LittleLoves – a reminder that every day, even when something is not going well, there is always something to be positive for.

Excuse the lack of photos in some of them!

Read

It’s not been a good week for relaxing with a book, but yesterday at times, I took advantage of my kindle app on my phone. After finishing The Missing by C L Taylor, I am about a third of the way through The Third Wife by Lisa Jewell. I wasn’t sure it was going to make it past my three chapter rule, but actually it’s drawn me in which I’m relieved about, I would hate to hate a Lisa Jewell book!

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Watched

We had a hiatus of shitness on Sunday, when we went to a friends birthday BBQ. I spent the afternoon watching people laugh in the sunshine, and these monkeys enjoying some time out together.

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Made

GIN. Obvs. (Bloom Gin, Slimline Tonic and Strawberries)

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I’ve also made a gorgeous recipe from Jamie Oliver’s Superfood cookbook. Indian Roasted Cauliflower. YUM.

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Wore

I can’t actually remember.

Heard

I’m currently listening to The Girls by Lisa Jewell (I bloody love Lisa Jewell) on audiobook, whether I’m driving about or unable to sleep audiobooks are a lifesaver, although this one is so interesting I’m not sure it’s helping me fall back to sleep!

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And Lastly…

They say things happen in threes, so hopefully my three is done and dusted. PMA is the way forward, so today and the next week are going to be awesome. Otherwise I’m setting Larry on them!
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It’s not all bad.

May
17

I’m worried.

Being a director on a multi-academy trust, and a chair of the local board at the school both boys attend, I think a lot about how things are going to be in the future. Not just the future of my boys, or the children in the schools in our trust, but of every single child in the country. Not to mention the teachers.

Things are not in a good way, a lot needs fixing.

I’m lucky, this year I had no child sitting SATs, however, I’ve had friends children who are, and I’ve watched and listened at how they are. My heart hurts. I’m a firm believer of a few things; children are sponges, and negativity breeds negativity. The two of them put together is just going to spiral into something I don’t even want to witness.

I could splurge my opinion on SATs and how the government and schools are dealing with them, I could voice even more frustration about holidays and even more about the day to day learning of our children, who from the minute they enter childcare are measured and assessed, and from forty-eight months they start school where there is a whole new level of expectations.

But I’m not going to…not because I’m not worried, I’m bloody terrified. But because I need to be positive so my children are positive, there is enough time for them to face the cold hard facts of life, and even though things are hard for them, it’s my job to shield them.

It’s not always easy, to find the positive when things are bad. So let’s start with the little things.

Today I have two laughing boys. I have two boys who run to me beaming, who willingly tell me about their day (playing snap with a teacher, making a superhero poster) they tell me what was for lunch (lasagne, I’d got it wrong, I’d prepped them for sausage and mash) and admitted they’d left stuff so they could go and play football for their mates.

I asked if they were happy – their biggest worry was the fact I’d made them have hot dinners and if I – and I quote – “could be bothered” to make a pack up they could have had a picnic on the field.

At the park last night, Larry – the child who this time last year used to hide in the bra rack at the supermarket so random people wouldn’t “smile at him” (EGO MUCH) approached children from school in different years and classrooms and together from the ages of five through to eleven they played tag.

It’s not just him though, his brother, their friends, children who I don’t know who I hear trying to decide how many packs of trading cards they can afford. They shout hello to each other in the supermarket at the weekend, imessage (!!!) each other notes on their latest game progress, send pictures from holiday.

Not all schools are perfect right now. The system isn’t right, and teachers are battling to do their best, but it’s not all bad. So let’s fight the things we can, but not involve our kids in that. After all, it’s our battle, not theirs, and they’re only at school once, so let’s try and let them enjoy it.

Life Lately

May
13

There are some bloggers that just get in your head (Alison, Molly and Morgana I’m looking at you), and yesterday no different.

I was sitting looking grumpily at instagram (instead of happily) then I flicked onto twitter…which I have no idea why, because that makes me always grumpy and despondent. But for once it didn’t…I happened to catch Molly’s latest post called “Life Lately” and as always, she hit the nail in the head.

Like her I have exciting (totally not meaning to be cryptic) things happening. I’m also nearly at the end of my draft of the next Dottie novel, and the sun is shining. When you’re pulled this way and that, sometimes your ideas for blogs are clouded. Right now I have loads of ideas, they’re just all pants when it comes to writing them.

So instead, I’m going to embrace Molly’s idea, and this is my life..lately..

WRITING

Me writing

I’m on fire with Dottie. Getting to THE END is going to be amazing, but I know that this draft is going to need a lot of work. I’m trying to remind myself of the quote “the first draft is always shit” one I tell myself all the time, but by golly, there’s shit, and then there’s the runs. I’ll be looking for Beta readers soon though, so please get in touch if you’re interested.

ENJOYING THE MONKEYS

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Theo went on his residential last week. In fact this time last week I was just willing him to come home, and was very relieved he’d managed to not break something abseiling down THIS ACTUAL TOWER.

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*throws up in mouth*

While he was away I feel very lucky that the school was closed for polling day, so I got to take Larry to the farm and spend some quality time with him. We used to visit the farm a lot before he started school, so it was lovely to recreate it. Even though we did end up having a very in-depth discussion about why things cost what they do in the gift shop and why we can’t cross out the prices and write a cheaper one on with pen.

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I was bloody glad to get this one back though…

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ENJOYING TIME WITHOUT THE MONKEYS

Mr Aimee and I worked out that it’s been quite a while since we have managed to bin the children off let the grandparents have the kids overnight, so when our friends suggested a night out we JUMPED at the chance.

Although I have to say, I enjoyed sitting in the garden with my book thoroughly too.

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WEARING

Mainly my dungaree’s if I’m honest. I don’t care what Mr Aimee says (that I look like a drunk kids TV presenter) I LOVE THEM.

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I’ve also loving my slogan tee’s & sweats right now. I feel very proud to be able to support my fellow #Mumboss mums…well support or their tops make me feel like I might be cool one day.

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FEARLESS TEE by Tease and Toes

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GIN AND ON IT Sweat from Parent Apparel.

Anyway, now I’m off for a photoshoot…she says really casually…