Giggles With Daddy

Wondermum Makes - Tegenarium - Spider House!

My Mum isn't a lover of spiders and unfortunately she passed this fear unwittingly onto Roar when he was small. She didn't want him to stay afraid and so one Christmas, she bought him a Spider House Kit. Between us we hoped he would learn about them and watch one and see they spend a lot of their time motionless and aren't really that scary. Don't get me wrong, I don't love it when a spider scuttles too close, but it's usually the shock of something scuttling into view that's more 'scary' than the spider itself. Well, that's what I tell myself anyway! We have no poisonous spiders to worry about so there really isn't anything to fear (although I know that isn't the same everywhere). We've had this Spider House Kit tucked away in a box for at least a couple of years as Roar was initially not keen. However, in Lockdown all the 'kits' are coming out and so has this one and, what's more, he's LOVED IT! He has l...

Best Lockdown Day Yet

Yesterday was a really lovely day. I'm pretty sure that's the first time since Lockdown started that I've said that. And it's rained all day! It's come at a really good time as we have just received a call to say Cub has been added to the UK's vulnerable list - which basically means we need to take extra measures to ensure he remains home and is 'shielded' from the virus by all of us. So to have a good day was important as we may be facing Lockdown for a lot longer than everyone else. I asked myself what it was that made it good and I realised we had no cross words, no raised voices, and we did all of the important things. Then it struck me. We got up at the normal time and the kids actually went to bed a little later than usual (as we kept them up to Clap for Carers at 8pm) and yet we had only done the things that had real value. Family value. We had not pushed ourselves to complete loads of school work and I had not completed any paid work...

Writing - Breathing for the Soul - Our Shared Superpower

Since I've started writing again, I've come to the conclusion that for me, writing really is like breathing for my soul. The sense of calm and relief I feel and possess when I write is transformative compared to when I don't. I'm happier. In all things. All of the time. It's like having a superpower that transcends all aspects of my life. Taking the time to write is in itself taking time to treat myself with a kindness I would usually only reserve for others. Like a soul-spa. It cleanses and renews. It enables me to cut through the top 'chaos-layer' and reveal what sits underneath. It's a way to cut out the noise and focus in on what's really true and what really matters. I get perspective too. So if things are troubling or emotive, writing gives me the opportunity to 'talk it out' on the page and make sense of it all. I am always clear by the time I'm done. I know why I feel the way I do and what action I need to take...

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