“Mummy, why can’t boys have babies?”
(Right… think… simple answer, without going into wombs and ovaries, etc.)
“Because only girls have babies darling.”
(Phew. Great. Well done me!)
“Why mummy?”
(Bloody hell.)
“Is it because boys tummies are not comfy enough mummy?”
“Yes, yes, that’s it darling.”
(Saved.)
“I wish I could have a baby in my tummy, mummy.”
(Right.)
Today Rachel would have been 36.
She never got to be a mummy.
She never got to grow old.
Instead she died at 27.
She definitely was not done yet. She still had much to do.
Gone too soon.
Miss you Rach.
I took my boy to the opening game of the season yesterday, Man City v Wolves. Grandma also came with us. Three generations – that’s what it’s all about.
My other half joined us for a rare visit to Eastlands. As you’ll know if you a regular visitor to this blog, my hubby is a United fan, so our house is always interesting when it comes to football allegiances! He didn’t really appreciate Natan shouting “Come on City” when the rest of the crowd around us was quiet.
I don’t really think Natan got it though as he also said he wanted the “oranges” to have a turn. Trying to explain was pointless.
The game itself was a welcome win, but I couldn’t help but come away a bit disappointed with our performance, especially in the second half. A better team would have pulled it back and left us in trouble. It’ll be interesting to see how the season progresses.
At the cinema today as we were settling ourselves for the film, Natan sat and listened intently to the adverts and trailers.
“I want to see that film”
“And that one”
“Can’t wait to see that one”
And then at the top of his voice,
“Mummy, you are not allowed to use your mobile phone. Turn it off.”
Then halfway through the film as his dad was quietly checking his email, Natan shouted,
“Daddy, turn it off. No mobile phones!”
Thanks son.
Grandma has picked Natan up from nursery for the past two days and taken him swimming. I got in late from work tonight and he was already having stories with Daddy. I joined him for a cuddle and a chat before bed. The best time of day.
“Mummy, there were lots of signs at the swimming pool today.”
(He’s obsessed with signs.)
“Really, like what?”
“No diving.”
“Yes”
“And no running.”
“Really?”
“Yes, and no shouting.”
“Right.”
“And no bumming.”
“Right…Pardon?”
“No bumming, mummy.”
I tried not to laugh.
“Bumming, mummy. When you jump in the water and make a big splash.”
“No bombing, darling.”
“Yes, that’s what I said.”
“Was swimming with Grandma fun?” I asked.
“Oh yes, and Grandma said we can go swimming again tomorrow.”
“No she didn’t” I replied.
“Yes, she did” he insisted.
“Shall I call Grandma and ask her?” I asked.
“No, don’t do that. She said not to tell anyone.”
There was a lot of pressure on us yesterday. All the hype could have turned into an embarrassment. I will admit I was nervous. We’ve hit the headlines before and been disappointed.
In the end, it took just 3 minutes. Adebayor smashed SWP’s cross into the back of the net. Then I began to breathe a bit more easily.
So, according to many headlines, they all joined us just for the money -Adebayor, Toure, Santa Cruz, Tevez, Barry and the rest.
They were offered new jobs, pay rises, good prospects, headlines, a new challenge, the chance to make a difference. Is that not what most of us look for when accepting a new job?
I am sure the season will bring some lows along the way. It won’t be easy. After all, we are City. Things are never straightforward.
But the blue moon is rising. Just watch.
I saw this today on my way home. Wish I hadn’t. I’ve never seen anything like it before and hope I never do again.
Later on, while at the petrol station, Natan ran onto the forecourt where there were cars driving in and out. I told him that I saw someone who’d been hit by a car today and that he must not run into the road.
When you are 3, you have no fear, but he has to understand.
“Did she die mummy?”
“Yes, I think she may have done. You must never run into the road. If a car hits you it is very dangerous”
“Is she with the angels mummy?”
“Yes darling, she is.”
RIP.
Right. Long enough rest. It’s been too long. I am back, ‘Back for Good’ as Take That would say. It’s been an eventful month for me and my family. Here’s what you’ve missed:
1. One Family Holiday (In Israel, with all family from around the world. We are mental like all families, but fun and very close.) Amazing weather and didn’t want to leave. Natan loved it and got spoilt rotten by his cousins and aunts and uncles. All that attention meant he came home disguised as Damien, but we seem to have got him back now!
2. Two bronze medals (For my niece, Sophie, in the Maccabiah Games). Seeing her run in the 3K was very special. Natan loved it.
3. One Golden Wedding (Mum & Dad. We had a party for them at my sister’s house with friends and family.)
4. Two Silver Weddings (My brother and sister-in-law and my sister and brother-in-law)
5. One Funeral(My sister-in-law’s mother, who was 81 and lived in Israel and died peacefully in her sleep. It was lovely that we all got to see her and spend time with her before she died.)
6. One birthday (Mine. I’m old now.)
7. One new job (My hubby.)
8. One new nursery (Natan.)
9. Three very expensive new tyres (Two for Anthony when he had a blow out on his way to work on his second day of his new job causing £1200 worth of damage and one for me costing slightly less!)
10. One trip to the theatre (Walking with Dinosaurs - amazing!)
And finally….
11. Footballers – Assorted! (Toure, Santa Cruz, Adebayor, Tevez and the like – Welcome to Manchester! I’m reserving my hysteria for the start of the season.)
12. Twitter (I’ve been tweeting lots while I’ve been away. F0llow me here.)
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