The British Homemaker - One day at a time

It's a good job no-one is perfect! I know I'm far from it. It plays on my mind when things are wrong between me and another if they wont be up front about things with me. After all, what do they think I'm going to do? I've always maintained if I am causing you to be unhappy come and talk to me, let me explain, apologise and/or put right. I don't like contention yet I find it a lot within the one community I expect it least and by not talking about it is more damaging than anything because the natural inclination is to jump it up out of all proportion to the point where you loose sight of what the original issue was! But I can't fix everything. I'm not everyone cup of tea and I'm ok with that. I pray for many people, whether I like them or not. Liking someone is not a requirement but a respect is. If I don't like someone I have two choices, tell the world or keep it to myself. I choose the latter but I will always be respectful to that person, just...

6 years ago today I was looking at my lil man through an incubator window. After a rather problematic pregnancy and traumatic 2.5 hour labour, Charley was whisked off to SCBU (Special Care Baby Unit) to help him mature and cope with premature life. I had never experienced this before. The whole pregnancy and labour had a dimension of its own compared to my previous three. So for 10 days we (as in the ex and I) tried to make sense of our lil boy laying there fighting to maintain his own self as much as he could. He wasn’t fighting for his life, thank goodness, but he did have his little struggles along the way. 10 days after his birth, he was allowed home. He was a contented baby, happy and definitely full of humour. He has been a very idyllic child, almost everyone compliments and loves him. He is intelligent, funny, affectionate and a total joy to have. I am proud to have him as my son. I thank God for that, every day. Today he is 6  years old. He’s a little man now,...