An Open Letter

An open letter

Today started off pretty good, aside from last night where baby had a sore ear and tummy and wasn't calming down, I thought it was best to nip to the hospital, isn't it strange the prospect of a three-hour wait medicine had kicked in so off home we went.

Night time was good actually slept most of the night, unlike the last two weeks where she has had tonsillitis and a cough she is unable to shift.

Today I was able to muster up the energy to take her out for the day after I finished the odd jobs I needed to get out of the way, when that was done she had been so good in the car we came to the centre, we hadn't been for a while due to anxiety issues.

The staff are always lovely and welcoming and always make us both feel at home before play time started baby's hair needed a trim, she sat there and had her hair trimmed with hardly and issues.

That being done mummy was feeling hungry, so we went to order some food they do lovely food.

Trying to get baby in the High chair was a bit of an issue, to say the least. So leaving her out while I was queuing to order lunch you was there with your friends and your three kids, I'm assuming the youngest was three years old. Baby was standing by the play bits, and I was watching, children play and mess about especially at baby's age she's two-years-old.
I watched your little one push her a few times with the other two children standing watching. Kids are kids; baby pushed back, so I called to stop anything bad happening while ordering our lunch.
Several times I went over and called while you stood with your friends talking and laughing amongst each other.

Finally managing to order lunch I sat down near where baby was playing when you approached me, "can you keep your kid away from mine, it keeps hurting my son flapping its hands about and pushing my child I've been watching"

I mustered up the courage to tell you "I have been watching, calling and pulling her away from your children who had started pushing her first but kids will be kids, and about her hands flapping and pushing she's autistic and will push people."
Your reply left me like you had punched me in the stomach "maybe you shouldn't bring her to social situations where you can't control her ?"

If only you knew how hard it had been for me to come back, how hard taking baby to places where people cannot accept differences. Given that this is national autism week I would have thought also it being a place that was set up for people and children with special needs, a bit of allowance would be given but clearly, ignorance is bliss.

I hope you enjoyed your lunch as I don't know if I would have enjoyed mine as you made me feel inadequate as a mother and intimidated me with your friends.  While holding baby in my arms during one of many meltdowns I was able to get up and ask for a refund while apologising to the lady for causing a scene.

You wouldn't know this as you were to busy allowing your children to run amok around baby and me, while chatting about how much weight you had to lose, feeling, even more, crap because there is nothing of you. I couldn't stand anymore, the room was closing in, and I couldn't breathe, so I left, as I made my way out I bumped into two staff that I knew with tears in my eyes saying that will be the last time I came and wanted to go home. Balling my eyes out baby lay in my friend's arms she collapsed from her meltdown.

Thank you for this lesson not all people can accept the differences each of us has and let kids be just that kids.

Thankfully I'm strong enough, but in reflection perhaps next time you see a mum alone don't be too sharp with your tongue, some may be weaker than me, and you could be the reason she may never leave the home again.

World Autism Awareness Week 21st March- 2nd April 2017

Monkey And Tonsillitis

A few days ago monkey hadn't been her usual cheeky self and you know something is wrong, usual not eating clingy and just about drinking from her bottle.
A few days ago Monkey hadn't been her usual cheeky self and you know something is wrong, usual not eating clingy and just about drinking from her bottle.

Calpol is given and for a few rather sh*t nights where I got no sleep and monkey couldn't say what is wrong.

Monkey and tonsillitis

Then one evening she was boiling to touch so thermometer at the ready 38.8 it read so more Calpol, and I climbed into her bed to give her cuddles, the next day I assumed it was her molars coming through although I didn't remember what that was like with Keira.

But poor Evie she goes from being well to grotty within a day.
So having enough of watching her go through this and mentioned previously to Mr B about I thought it could be tonsillitis, it's at the back of the throat, and I felt assured that it was the molars.


A day later while playing with the monkey and she coughed I noticed some white stuff, I was like right ya bugger that's what's clogging her oesophagus up and continuing to make her ill. Thankfully she laid down and allowed me to poke about when I realised that the phlegm wasn't moving and did a general google search for tonsillitis pictures I felt sure it was that 100%.

Decided that we had to go to the doctors and see if even though the NHS website said it usually goes with Calpol and Ibuprofen but if persistent then seek medical advice.
I'm so glad I did, it is tonsillitis, and we now have antibiotics, a good nights sleep and woke up wanting breakfast and crisps, so it's made a difference I will give the information I found and link to NHS website for details about tonsillitis.

This means no nursery until Friday 48 hours of antibiotics to work. So hopefully Friday monkey can play with her friends and the water.

It's suggested 48 hours after bugs infect someone you can disinfect and kill off the rest of the nasties. So would be handy if she does go to nursery.

There is alot of nasties flying around and I hope your feeling good


keep well, and come back soon 


Hello and today I shall be linking up with @brummymummyof2 for her #wickedwendnesdays linky 

“Each week I would like you to link up the most realistic or funny or just daft photo you took of everyday family life. Could be your child weeping over a dropped ice cream.

Or a hilarious family selfie where not one single one of you is looking at the camera or the huge pile of washing you are never going to get finished. Anything. In fact? The funnier the better! Something to make us all smile and we can be joined in the sometimes doomed magic’ moments of being parents.”


My entry is monkey having a #tantrum

#wickedwednesdays #tantrum









Tell me about your little ones and join in #wickedwednesdays linky