My Family

Hey guys.

I want to introduce my family. My life basically. What's the point in doing a blog about my life, if I don't include my life in it. These 4 little monsters and my life!

Let's start from eldest then go down to the youngest. so, my first born, the one who made me a mummy! Also, a pain in my butt!

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Ryan

This is Ryan, he is 7 years old, not far off being 8. Born in 2012 and the kiddo that made me a Mummy!

He's a cheeky swine and loves being the pain in my ass right now.

He's a Mummy's boy really and is always wanting to help. Doing brilliant at school and loves learning. He loves Transformers, Lego, playing on his Xbox One or tablet.

Sometimes he will come and watch me or his Dad play games and is brilliant at pointing out when you die, even more so, if you die multiple times. He and his Dad like to wind me up when I'm a little stressed by shouting "Mummies in a moody" 9/10 times I just end up laughing or walking out the room so they don't see me laugh.

He loves his Dad to bits and say's he's his hero and he wants to be like his Daddy when he's older.

Also, for now, he wants to be a farmer!

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Lucy

Ahhh, Lucy...The Queen of sass!! The attitude of a teenager, and my mini-me! Lucy is 4 years old but likes being the boss.

She has her Dad wrapped around her little finger so she knows how to get what she wants from him, me on the other hand, I know how she works!

She loves spending mummy/daughter time, plaiting her hair, painting her nails or taking over my bath.

She has just had her first year at nursery and has found her place very well.

This little Princess is the kind of girl who knows what she likes and what she doesn't and won't take shit from anybody. She may only be 4, but she has a bloody good head on her shoulders.

Lucy loves Frozen, her favourite colour is green and is obsessed with unicorns (my bad!) She also enjoys playing on the Xbox with Ryan and watching dirt track racing and monster trucks on YouTube.

Oh, and wants to be a Police Squirrel when shes older...

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Cody

Cody is 2 and is obsessed with anything that has wheels. He loves them, the bigger the better. We think he will defiantly be working with something you have to drive when he's older, whether that's driving, building, modifying, fixing etc. He is the car fanatic.

He absolutely adores his big brother and follows him everywhere...unless he wants to play with his cars, then nobody can come near him.

His personality has just started to shine through and he is such an amazing kid. Apart from his terrible 2s moments he has, he is such a happy and smiley boy. Loves his cuddles, high fives and loves praise.

When I was pregnant with Cody at around 19 weeks I started with an extremely heavy bleed that lasted a full 10 weeks. I was in the hospital for a week, IV drip and seconds away from needing a blood transfusion. Then hospital appointments every 2 weeks, extra scans, extra midwife appointments. I thought I was going to lose my baby. At 31 weeks I finally got the all-clear. So from before he was even born, he was giving us heart attacks!

Fun fact about Cody...He loves Mickey Mouse

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Skye

10 weeks after Cody was born we found out I was pregnant with this beauty. My little baby blue eyes. The youngest of us all, but the loudest. She's very adventurous and will sit back and watch for a bit, then go and do. She's a very quick learner and follows her big brothers and sister.

Defiantly the girly one of the two girls, loves her dolls and dresses and anything pink.

She's such a sweetheart, normally pretty quiet and will come and just sit on your knees and be happy. When I'm sat on my PC playing a game she will just come up and sit on my lap and watch me play. She ends up taking over my headset, mouse and presses buttons on the keyboard. My Lil gamer girl 💘

When annoyed though she has the highest pitched squeal on the planet.

Now, this little madam was nearly born in the car at the side of the road. A few days beforehand I started to get a few contractions. Very weak, quite far apart. Last a good few hours. Woke up in the morning, gone. The morning of her being born, well they started. Went exactly how the last 3 had gone ( they all went the same, contractions started, waited till they were a few mins apart then went to the hospital, waited a few hours, then they were born) But when it got to the point of me thinking "right I need to ring up and give them heads up, I'll be coming in soon" well...all systems go! My husband went to get the person that was going to be looking after the other 3 whilst I was in labour. Within that 10 minutes I was having contraction after contraction, intense pain, then as soon as they walked through the door "WHOOSH" my waters started breaking. Now, my labours have always been slow as hell till the midwife had to break my waters, then not long after I'd given birth. Oh no, Skye wasn't waiting. I could feel the pressure. She wanted out. So there's me screaming in pain, back on the phone to the ward, trying to talk and breath, and they're on about sending out an ambulance. Well, I decided I didn't want a home birth, how I managed to keep her in the whole way to the hospital I have no idea! Painfully I know that. So I get dropped at the hospital doors and I'm met by midwives running towards me with a wheelchair (obviously heard me screaming outside the door) Hubby's gone to park the car, and I'm trying to sit on her head as I get put in a lift. Get rushed into the closest room to the door and put on the bed. They cut my bottoms off as it was quicker and pressed the red button. Her head was there! The head Midwife said to push when I need to. Well... I turned round to her and said "I refuse to push till my husband is here, he's parking up" So another midwife ran out, luckily he was coming in the door and she asked if he was my husband "yea where"...*YOINK*...she pulled him straight into the room and he ran over to me and after a couple of pushes she was here.

Now reading that, it seems like that was throughout a long time, well from the moment my waters broke to when she was born. It was actually 15 minutes. Ryan, I was in labour for 18 hours with. With each labour, it has gotten a few hours quicker. Also with Skye, it was the only labour I had completely drug free. I would say I'm proud of that, but I Didn't have time for any gas and air. I had no choice, I wasn't having any!

So they are my 4 babies. Each has their own personalities and character, and I adore them so much.

I babbled on for long enough now, I get carried away, I'm not sorry. Thank you for reading.

All my Love