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September Favourites

September Favourites

So I am a few days behind, but as I’ve done them for the past few months, I like to continue.
September saw the children returning to school. New uniforms, new adventures. It’s been lovely. Mini begun her school journey, with only half days during the month of September.

I was nervous about her starting, but she is so far loving it.

We joined Moo Music for a couple of weeks, which baby loved, it was nice to go. But due to my new hours I’ve decided not to continue, I definitely recommend it though.


Carnival season begun here too. As I type we’ve done South Petherton, Frome and Wellington. Coming 1st at Frome and 2nd at Wellington, the troupe are very pleased with that.
They’ve three more to go. Carnivals for me are the first steps to counting down until Christmas, it used to be that I’d always get the children new coats ready for carnival night, as it was so cold, now they barely need a jumper (well of course they don’t as they’re displaying!). Bit if they were watching…

Working Mum

I’ve agreed to extra hours at work, which has led to making arrangements with grandparents to have baby, and placing her into Nursery. That’s only happened very very recently, so only time will tell to whether it’ll work out.
I did have a good cry about her going. But we try and make the most of our days together, usually by having lots of squishes or moments out a day about.

Month ahead.

Writing here has become more frequent too, with a couple of affiliates lined up, I’m looking forward to the month ahead.
Don’t forget to find the posts I’ve written during September,including my cheerful lists, and Christmas talk.

Have a lovely October.

The Red Head Diaries.


My Most Proud Moment

I don’t think I can pick just one proud moment. I am a typical Mum I am proud of everything my children do, and I’m also proud of my husband for the things he achieves.

I guess the biggest thing, was how they have all pulled together through the death of our daughter. How well the children behaved and continue to behave in a way I’d never imagined after what they’d been through.

My children together have broken through the unimaginable taboo; have failed to keep silent about the death of their sister.

They speak of her when they want to, they have taught their sister, and will continue to teach their baby sister, about the sister they never got to meet.

It was never part of the plan for them to have to teach the world about their sister, it was never part of the plan to watch their hearts break, to know that babies die.

To have walked through something that most adults have repeatedly said they’d not survive, to have come out the other side the little humans that they are.

They don’t talk about their sister 24/7, but they do talk about her, they nothing more than to tell people they have a sister who lives in the clouds; to write about her in school projects.

Showing the love for their sibling who they only knew through a plastic box, who was only here for such a short time.

So, no I don’t have one proud moment, I have a family who has many moments to be proud of.


The Red Head Diaries