50 Things that make me happy….by my mummy

50 things that make me happy…
…by my mummy.

Dear Mummy, last week I shared 50 things that make a toddler happy and this week it’s your go!

It started when PickingUpToys tagging us for the 50 Happy Things challenge. There are lots of people participating in this at the moment, so I hope you like getting to know me and my mummy a bit better 🙂

50 Things that make my mummy happy

Here’s my mummy’s list of 50 things that make her happy. Simples x

1) Me and Daddy of course!

2) Her family and close friends

3) National Trust walks

4) Taking photos with her new camera

5) Social media and blogging

6) Watching great telly like Game of Thrones, Gotham, Hannibal and True Detective

7) Reading Mo Hayder books

8) Shopping (when she has the money)

9) Window shopping (when she doesn’t have the money!)

10) #SoMum make dates on Twitter – they are such fun!

11) Crafting with me

12) Summer picnics

13) A new haircut

14) Scrunchy head (head massage to me and you)

15) Back rubs

16) Going to Festivals

17) Camping and the great outdoors

18) Swimming

19) Graphic Design

20) Day trips to London

21) Day trips to Brighton

22) Anything vintage

23) Charity shop hunting and car-booting

24) Dancing

25) Drinking Strawberry & Lime Cider in the sun

26) Ulster Fry-ups

27) Guinness

28) Painting her nails

30) Watching me – it’s one of her favourite pastimes

31) Sleep and her bed

32) Halloween

33) Bonfire Night

34) Slipknot Wednesdays

35) Scott Mills – a man from her home town!

36) Pears

37) Afternoon tea with Earl Grey

38) Watching funny YouTube videos

39) Fashion and reading magazines

40) Karma. People getting a good dose.

41) Top Gear

42) Going to gigs

43) Kebabs

44) Going to the Beach

45) Visiting the Witches at Burley, New Forest

46) Spa days

47) Clean sheets

48) Seeing blossom everywhere

49) Her faith

50) Our life

We hope you like this weeks list!

Love Bella and her mummy x

The List

The colours of my mummy’s life

My mummy sees things in black and white at the moment with the odd speckles of grey.

Halftone colours on a blank canvas.

We’ve had an interesting start to the year already. Self doubt, sickness, stress and all round ‘meh’.

This new year I want her to see the rainbows in her life. All the colours that life has to offer.

Red, not like anger but family. Blood is thicker than water she needs to make more of an effort with her family.

Orange, like the ones I eat, the little segments each representing an aspect of her life. Husband, me, work, routine, personal time, hobbies, sleep. All parts of the orange together makes her whole.

Yellow, not just sickness (like the colour of my nappies) but the goodness and caring. Having the patience, courage and strength to be a better mum when things get tough.

Stephanie Block Artwork RainbowsGreen, not just jealousy but hope and the realisation that everyone else has their own journey to live. Stop comparing yourself to others.

Blue, not just sadness but new horizons. Blue skies and sunny days are hopefully lying ahead.

Purple, the colour of Cadbury’s chocolate wrappers. In life you can NEVER have too much chocolate! Life is like a box of chocolates as someone famous once said…you never know what you’re gotta get. This new year, don’t limit yourself with things you can’t have. Silly fad diets and restrictions on things that make you happy. Just be happy.

Stephanie Block Artwork StarsWe love this artwork from Stephanie Block, a local artist in Hampshire. We proudly hang it in our house and it serves a gentle reminder to put things into perspective when life gets tough.

Dear mummy, always look for the rainbow after the storm.

Love Bella x

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Behind closed doors

Behind closed doors

Dear mummy, so it’s got to this.

You are staring at your hand filled with sleeping pills. This has been the hardest post to write, you see this blog was only ever supposed to be recording the happy times.

Unfortunately recently we’ve only had the bad. Illness, no sleep, relationship problems. You’ve done quite well shielding me from how you feel though. With a family history of mental health issues ranging from Alcoholism, which lead to your father’s death at 52, to eating disorders and depression. It’s about time something was going to happen to you.

At Christmas it’s always worse. Trying to keep everyone happy, putting a fake smile on, telling yourself that you are happy. Some days you are. Some days you are not.

So, here you are. Sleeping pills & pain killers or writing this post to get it off your chest. People sing about contemplating suicide, but until you actually feel like you can do it, do you fully emerge yourself in the task of planning it. Fantasising on ways that you could end it all. Hanging on window blind cords, driving your car into a brick wall or inching slowly off the motorway. Taking drugs mixed with sleeping pills and going to the kitchen drawer downstairs and grabbing a knife. You’ve thought about stabbing yourself in the stomach a lot, you don’t think you could cut your wrists.

Sleep deprivation and lack of self-esteem has led to this post. You hate yourself and feel others are mocking you and bitching about you behind your back. You feel you aren’t good enough to be a mum, by feeling constantly judged by others. You aren’t good enough to blog because you can’t spell or use grammar correctly. You’ve failed at being successful by being a lowly graphic designer. You’re ugly, fat and hate yourself. Daddy doesn’t listen to you or respect advice that you try to give. Always wanting to be in control of everything and you feel like a spare part. Surely no-one would miss you….except me. I’m the reason you are writing this post instead of ending it all. I’m the reason you are doing this blog, I’m the reason why you are trying to live your life. You are doing a shit job at it mummy and screwing it all up.

What to do…?

I don’t know.

Bella.