Well my oldest Daughter (who is now 15) has gotten herself a boyfriend (who is 17). Now it’s not his age that really bothers my it’s just that she has a boyfriend full stop, but i have made sure that he would never do anything untoward with her as he is now terrified of me. I accomplished this by telling him that if he ever tried to have sex with her before she was of legal age i would chop his winkie right off and his mum and auntie would help me by pinning him down.

Now you might think this was a bit extreme but unless you have got a 15 year old Daughter you can’t really understand especially if it is your first child.

Now this poor boy when he comes and knocks the door for my Daughter he knocks then runs to the gate i asked my Daughter why he does this all she says is that he is just really scared of you mum but luckily my Daughter finds this all very funnyand in a strange way she knows that i only done it to show her how much i care and it wasn’t to stop her having a relationship with him.

Now her boyfriend isn’t one of those bad teens that you hear about, he comes from a very nice family, has very good manners and is very respectfull of women. He also has a very good work ethic and got himself a job straight out of school.

Now i know my Daughter could have chosen worse as a first proper boyfriend so i am gratefull of that, but i also don’t want her to tie herself down to a relationship too soon in her life, i would like her to go on to college and get all of the qualifications she needs for her career choice and have a job for a while before she even thinks about having a serious relationship and starting a family. Basically do everything i didn’t do lol.

All comments are welcome i would like to read the feedback and other people’s views on this.

I have had the odd reant at friends and family about stuff but nowhere as widespread to vent as my blog. So i hope to have something for you all to read about in a few days time. You wil have to check back to find out for yourself. Tata For now.

Confused i was, i had apparently said something, more like my partner was supposed to have said something, to one of my friends’ children about social services and contacting them for him. I was oblivious to all of this until, i went on-line and spoke to the daughter of my friend, who delighted in informing me that i should watch what i say to social services, and that we were out of order for dobbing them in. I at this point didn’t have a clue what she was talking about, so i asked her what was she on about. So she bitchily informed me about the conversation between my partner and her brother, so i asked my partner what was said and all he said to the boy was if you want to talk to your social worker i will call them and you can talk to them. You see we already knew social services were involved with this family so how could we “dob” them in?

Not happy with this explanation she went on to inform me that i should dump my partner because he has another girlfriend in Fareham apparently i laughed at this and she took offence to my laughter (i know she is very childish well she is only 15 bless) and she now decided to tell me that my partner was trying to go out with her auntie who is a, lets just say an untrustworthy woman when it concerns other women’s men and telling the truth. I asked her who told her this and she said it was her auntie, and that he spent ages with her saying that he wanted to be with her, so i thought i would play along with her silly game for a while and i asked her when was this supposed to have taken place and all she could say was, not long ago. Well i told her i didn’t believe her and all she had to say to that was, you only don’t believe me ‘cos you just don’t want to end up alone without a boyfriend you sad old cow. Now at this point i would like to ask where the hell was her mother in all of this. My so called friend, who got her teenage daughter to do all her dirty work for her, and when she couldn’t win an argument, decided to try and ruin my relationship with my partner.

I still haven’t heard from this so called friend, not even an apology over her daughter’s disgusting behavior toward me and my partner. I would appreciate it if she had the guts to talk to me herself if she has a problem with me or my partner, but i guess that’s too much to ask from some people.

I have now blocked her daughter from talking to me on-line now, so if the mother wants to talk to me, she can talk to me herself not through her daughter.

For instance the tingling  around the mouth, the palpitations and the dizziness, they are just a few that i had suffered. It nearly made me a recluse as i was not stable on my feet at all, which meant i couldn’t take my children to school, for the fear of falling over in the middle of the road.

I told my doctor about these side effects, but all he did was change me to yet another anti-depressant. When i clearly was asking him for counseling, or a more homeopathic remedy, his response was the waiting list is far to long for counseling, and he didn’t put much faith in the alternatives.

Now i did go and see another doctor a few days later, but i got fed the same information. So i just took it upon myself to stop taking the pills, without the help from the doctors. That was 2 years ago, i’m still having my bad days, but on the whole i think i’m getting better, and i’m not a zombie anymore.

I just have to find other outlets for my spiralling moods, like blogging when i’m annoyed,  or  forcing myself out of the house when i’m feeling blue. I still have a long way to go until i’m completely depression free, but i’m getting there slowly but in my own way.

I don’t know if it is or not but i think i am, in a very tongue in cheek sort of way. Like i got my daughter singstar for Xmas, and i wouldn’t give up on it until i beat her score on all of the songs. No i don’t know if it really was competitiveness of just my obsessiveness. You can ask most of the people that know me well, they would say that i can get very easily obsessed with the smallest thing, like if i loose something unimportant like a lighter, i will search high and low for it, for days if necessary until i find it, that kind of thing. Let me know what you think.

I said to her that i would choose a different colour to wear as i know that she loves the colour purple i said i would have a look at something that i like in that colour but that isn’t good enough for her, for instance she wants one of our other sisters’ to wear a red blouse and a white skirt both of which does not suit her skin-tone or hair colour but like the sheep she is she has agreed to wear them and she thinks that i should wear whatever i am told to wear.

I wouldn’t mind so much if we were going to be in the bridal party ie Bridesmaids or Maid/Matron of honor then yes i would wear whatever she saw fit to put me or our sister in.

Yes this is the biggest day of her life, and she does have a vision of how she would like people to dress, so that her wedding photos look the way she has envisioned, but we are not all the same, and we do have very different beliefs, dress sense and views, not everyone likes the same clothes or colours. If we did this would be a very boring and predictable world with no individuality.

Suffice it to say if there is no compromise in the clothing choice then i shall not be aloud to go to her wedding only the reception as what i see as a very acceptable outfit to wear to a wedding that makes me feel comfortable and is not over the top is not aloud.

I think my first blog has to be the fact that i seem to have turned into my grandmother.

There have been many times in my life where i have said “when i get older i’m not going to say that to my children”, but i was young and didn’t realy think that what i was being told was for my own good.

It was only a few days ago when my teenage daughter came downstairs and said “i’m going out mum i will be back by about 6:30pm”, now there is absolutely nothing wrong with that that is until i saw what she was wearing, it was a strappy summer vest top i said “YOU ARE NOT GOING OUT OF THIS HOUSE WEARING THAT YOUNG LADY” as soon as i said it i felt like curling up in horror of what i had just said, although i did have a point about the top as it is winter after all, i just think i could have broached the subject a little more tactfully as i wished my grandmother would have done to me, and yes she reacted in exactly the same way i did when i was her age, SUBBORNLY. Now i think about it what i should have said was “can you put a jaket on please as it is very cold outside and you might get ill if you don’t” and if it was me i would have thought about it and realised that my grandmother was just being concerned not judgemental in my choice of outfit.

I have since had a conversation with my daughter and she now realises that i was just thinking about her health not her fashion sense.