Category Archives: Cars

A world of worry

We welcomed a new baby to the family this week and I can’t get out of my mind how much it is a welcome to a world of worry.

Worrying about them, people around them, germs, even the air around them. Worrying when you’re with them that you’re doing too much, that you’re doing too little, that you’re being a helicopter parent, or that you look as if you don’t give a flying whatsit. Worrying that they’re falling behind their peers, not putting on enough weight, putting on too much weight, one toe is longer than the other.

Worrying that their clothes are a bit big, too scruffy, not the right brand. Worrying when they won’t stop crying, worrying when they’re too quiet, worrying that the tv is too loud, worrying that the only place they will ever sleep is in the car, then worrying when you see a red light cos you know that stopping will wake them up.

Worrying about breastfeeding, worrying about not breastfeeding, worrying they’ve had too much milk or worrying that they’ve had too little. Worrying about childcare, did you go back to work too soon or should you go back at all?

Worrying that you haven’t done the car seat up properly or did you do it too tight, have they got milk down their clothes, have you?

You genuinely never stop worrying from the time you first saw the blue line on that test. And I don’t think it gets any easier as they grow up, you just worry about different things.

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New Year’s Eve-what do you do?

I’m not a massive fan of New Year’s Eve, never have been, I think it’s for people who don’t normally go out and too much pressure to stay awake and smile, but I go along with it and mark it every twelve months. So, NYE-to go out or not?

That’s the dilemma every year, when she was a baby it was easy, take her along, she’ll sleep anywhere in her buggy, but as she’s got older it’s more of an issue. I’m only talking about house parties by the way, don’t picture us giving it large in a nightclub!

This year we’re going to someone’s house and I think the best thing to do is drive, here’s my thinking, if she wants to sleep, I’m sure she can go on top of one of the beds, but if we get a whinger of an evening, I can whip her home with no bother and not ruin the celebration for anyone else. One thing I do know is that she definitely will not make midnight, there’s a very good chance I’ll be asleep too!

A sport of sorts….

It sounds posh so I thought we'd go and have a look at a game of polo at the New Forest club. It was so lovely, we took a picnic and sat in front of the car on a rug eating jam sandwiches and sausages, while watching the ponies hurtle up and down the pitch. The sweetest moment came the next day though, when my 4 year old daughter was asked what she had done at the weekend and she replied "we watched horses play hockey!" Well, it sort of is isn't it?

The bugs are with us

We are just full of germs. The car will have to be fumigated rather than valeted when it goes back to Snows. I’m coughing and spluttering all over the dashboard of my Yaris, whilst little one has an endless stream of green coming from her nose, which ends up on the window, the seats and the door handle, anywhere apart from in the tissue. 

I’m sure that our vehicle had that lovely new car smell when we first drove it away from the showroom, that’s now been replaced by a whiff of Olbas oil and calpol. 

Car diary update…

Foods eaten- sausage roll, a banana, bread sticks, kinder egg and a packet of monster munch
Mess made- used wet wipes, chocolate smears from a kinder egg, crisps ground into the seat, sticky hand marks on the windows
Luggage acquired- 4 blankets, a talking bird, little ted, a kinder dinosaur, 3 pine cones, a hockey stick and a bike
Toyota Yaris bonus points – I haven’t even had to fill her up with petrol, the hybrid is working for us.

Loaded up for hockey

I played hockey at the weekend and so my lovely Toyota Yaris has been loaded up, I mean loads of luggage, not only did I need my kit, but I also need to take about a weeks worth of entertainment for my daughter, which includes a buggy for sleeping, a bike, teddy, a bag of princesses, a bag of “My little Pony’s” some stickers, a lunchbox, 5 blankets just in case, a football, a scooter and 8 coats because she can’t decide which one to wear and of course wellies and a change of clothes. It all fitted in admirably, I don’t really want to unload it and find all the debris. 

It’s all going swimmingly.

Friday

Foods eaten- jam sandwich 

Mess made- a few crumbs from the sandwich and a muddy footprint on the edge of the seat

Bonus points for the Toyota Yaris- when you pull away at a junction it sounds like you’re taking off, which also doubles as a great in car game of aeroplanes 

No sooner had we pulled away from the show room but there came a tiny voice from the back seat asking for food. As she had her lunch box beside her I asked to get something from that rather than grappling in the front for a half eaten wagon wheel.
My 4 year old picked out a yoghurt with no spoon (thank goodness, can you imagine it in a moving vehicle? She manages to get it on the tele and in her hair when she eats it at the table) and a jam sandwich. I daren’t look, somehow jam always ends up in the air but then is drawn to any material thing to make it red and sticky, no good when you’ve set yourself a challenge to keep this Toyota Yaris looking plush.