Have i got twat written on my forehead????

Where do I start?

Well it has been a few weeks since I have posted, but its all whizzing round in my brain fighting to get out!

Lets first start by saying I have had a busy few weeks, Harrison has been a grizzly little bear.  Nothing I do is good enough at the moment, He wants me then he don't then when I need to pee he wants me......aarrrggg THEN he cut a tooth, me thinking all will be OK with the world now aaannnnnnndddd no! Still a moaning little bugger. awwww lub him though <3

In the week I have had some of me bitches round, catching up on the series heroes reborn. All about super powers, and Zachary Levi! 

Photo source from some bitch with a wet fanny over this guy!

I wish I had a fucking super power.  Know exactly what quad cunting mother fucker I would like to fuck up! But that's another blog.

The chicklets and I went into town for some shopping whilst the boy toy got his hair cut. Let me tell you now, I have never ever wanted to drop kick some arsehole in the penis before but this one guy had it coming. Standing waiting to meet up with the boy toy and there was a guy from the RSPB that caught the chicklets attention with a fucking puppet. Almost like they were 3 years old again they all went running over cooing over what I think was a woodpecker. So then he tries to get my attention whilst I pretend to do something on my phone. Anyway he wins, We start talking and I politely tell him I'm not interested in wildlife and I didn't want to set up a direct debit.  To which he replied some mumbo jumbo about the marine wildlife halving since years ago......(see wasn't listening.)

So again I politely refuse as I said I already give to charity but thanks anyway. So the cocky little twat said "well as you already do so much for charity already" which I then stopped him in his tracks and replied  "erm hold on mate, I never said I did loads for charity, but I certainly do my bit!" The twat didn't stop there either. Like he was trying to make me kick off, started on the fucking girls, telling them there was colouring activities in the magazines and if mummy and daddy didn't sign up they can always ask there grandparents. I stood there gobsmacked. Its not often i find myself speechless. He was saying but your children are so interested. I said to him mate do not fucking tell me that you know my kids better than I do.  Not once have they ever expressed an interest in wildlife and they ain't gonna start now, whilst shouting in the middle of Bedford Town centre I felt myself getting quite angry and still he kept trying to get the girls attention until I ushered therm off! Just writing about it now I'm getting angry again. Hes actually lucky I had the kids with me.

The weekend after we celebrated one of my friends birthdays, Happy Birthday chick! We had a lovely chinese and lots of drinks, the best thing was there was no dickheads there so we had a cracking time! 

What a laugh! 

I was only slightly tipsy as I shouldnt be drinking anyway. And I got the all clear for my operation, so that means I can bore you all every day rather than a weekly basis.....Peace out Fuckers!

Stupid people!

Wow what a busy few days I've had!

I've not been on for a few days, Harrison has a chest infection so I haven't been able to shit in peace let alone write!  Oh and I stink of bloody fish.  I didn't realise cooking smoked salmon in the steamer would attack my fucking clean washing, god I couldn't even go in the kitchen without the fear of throwing up on the floor.  I hate fish, so to cook it for the boy toy was rather nice of me if I do say so myself.  He had to finish cooking, I just couldn't stomach it but the thought was there.
So the nurse gave Harrison some antibiotics and his belly is a bit err sensitive. (This afternoon I was knee deep in shit) thanks son!
I hate it when the kids are poorly.  I feel so helpless!
I caught a bug recently and all I wanted was my mum as I was throwing up, then I remembered she don't give a shit, so to see my boy poorly breaks my heart. When the girls are sick they are troopers, they get the sick bucket themselves and tell me there going to bed. They don't even bother to call me anymore. There so grown up. Shit that's sad :-(

Anyway on to stupid people. What happened to all them people on facebook that didn't share that message about privacy and charging money for something?  Oh yeah NOTHING!
Do people actually believe this shit? I hate chain mail.  Facebook will donate a dollar to this sick child but only if you share this status.  Because facebook are that heartless,  Get a fucking life you arseholes.

On a more positive note I would like to wish my very good friend Kay and her partner Chris congrats on the birth of there little girl Maci.  We have been waiting a long time for this bundle of joy.  Enjoy her and ignore all the know it alls who are going to tell you how to be a mother.

Childrens Health

So I'm sitting in the doctors this morning, and anyone that lives in this village will know just how bloody annoying that is, its like sitting in a field.....pointless!
Normally you wont get out of the doctors for at least 2 hours, but this morning went much faster which I was impressed with.  I managed to get Harrison a second opinion for his issues.  I wonder how long we have to wait this time to be seen at a different hospital.  What is it with doctors? Do they think because they are a specialist that means they know your child better than you do? This time I wont be as laid back as before, I will let them know my opinion!
No one wants there child to be ill but when someone says to you, "everything is OK" you want to come away from that person feeling satisfied that your child is healthy. Well I'm not satisfied.

Are we ever satisfied?

Putting your faith in someone else when it comes to your children is a massive thing. When the girls were babies I feel I was a lot more relaxed with things like this, but with Harrison I'm a bloody nightmare. I don't even like people going near him. This strong emotion inside me starts to bubble and I get really over protective.  When we are at baby group if another child goes to touch him I'm staring at that child willing them to move away. In the end I get up and move Harrison.  Is it because hes a boy? Our bond is different than I had with the girls, and god do I feel bad about that, I love my girls more than anything but there's something different about my boy.  He turns me to mush and anyone that knows me knows I'm bloody hard core. As I sit writing this he is staring at me with his big beautiful eyes  and smiling because he has one hand on the wires he's not supposed to touch.......little shit
Oh and there goes the speaker in his mouth....

So we had some family photos done, I hate having my picture taken I always end up looking like a dick! The whole posing process is pointless, the photographer asked us to look at each other so as soon as i turn round I immediately start laughing.  The kids were really good.  The photos are excellent.  They were done by Klaire Tofts.
We had to park in an Indian restaurant car park and silly bollocks come out without his wallet so the whole time inside i was praying we didn't get a ticket, we were in a church after all, it must have worked.

Google apps anyone?

So.....does anyone use google apps? If you do here is a link that you can get money off, thought I would share with you.
https://goo.gl/uWnoHY

also have the codes to qualify.

39UMATUXMKC7XP
9QRNWCJ97HRP7Y

Arrrggggg

So I'm sitting here waiting for the girls to come home from school. (They get the bus) then I start panicking as time goes by I'm getting more and more scared so I decide to call the school. I actually forgot they had netball practice! 😕
I really do make myself wonder......wtf annemarie! 

I took 2 of my babies horse riding.  They loved it. Lessons every fortnight now. I have a feeling this is going to get expensive. P better put some over time in lol.