How beautiful, thinking it was written by a mother!!
from me to my Babies
Conkie, yep my sister and I where pregnant together, three days apart that’s how close we where, are.
This little man had it hard. A football lad that followed Man United like his Muma Angel. When she passed he never spoke for a couple of day, his foot continuously stuck to that football, with cheeky monkey following him around in case he crashed.
After four years he went to live with his biological father and step mum. Broke our hearts, as I know my sister would want him growing up with his sister Bubba!!
He came to us fortnightly, but then it stopped by his step mum. Then he can back to life with us at 21 and gradually grew back into the family.
A closed book, that I’m sure will open up one day. Recently left to move in with his girlfriend as their expecting a baby, a baby boy.
Conkie doing the right thing and making Muma Angel proud as so am I ❤️
First born, wow we’ve traveled. This little girl changed my life when she was born. At 23 I gave birth and I’ve never looked back.
Four and a half years together, six months in Australia, then we hit the road of one parent family. She changed my life from an angry young woman with issues to I hope, a mother on a mission.
Funny, cleaver and beautiful (as all my girls). She use to eat the window frames and stair banisters. Somethings about wood she’d have to leave her teeth marks. Her thing was a silky and to this day still is. If we went out for the day and I’d forgotten it, I’d have to buy something with a silky label.
When Bubba was born she was 13, she’d come home from school shuck her school bag in to door and run over to my sister who lived opposite. They where so close, well at the end of the day who wants to be like their Muma! She knew Bubba’s baby routine like no one else. Just as well as when my sister passed Bubbas was only 6 months old , first born took over and got so protective of Bubba. I believe it helped her.
Being the eldest of the four, my biggest mistake was saying “yes” she so lost her way as a teenager. But now also a mother of Boo she too like I had found her making “being a mother”
A strong, bubbly beautiful young spiritual lady. That make me a pound Muma ❤️
First borns Daughter and my first Grandchild. What a spirit, little hippy chick with a heart of gold.
When first born was in labour in Southampton, the whole time she twiddled with her silky. Yep you’ve guessed it Boo too has s silky.
At my home I don’t have many toys as she die sobered them, just my crystals. Last week she had a sleep over with me ” Nana Nick Nocks” laying in bed together watching a cartoon, I gently rested my hand on her, she just looked up and stared with those big eyes into mine.
I moved my hand to another part of her body, she fine the same, stopped watching her cartoon and stared into my eyes. Boo knew I was giving her healing.
Proud Nana moment ❤️
You see these five children have given me and my Sister a purpose to our life’s. As We know they will grow into strong loving humans. We done everything together and when she passed suddenly at the young age of 33 I knew I had to be there for, not only for my own children but for our children at a cost of selling myself short of love, as I became a partner of her husband, but in fairness he was only 26 and loosing his Dad on his 21st was one hell of a challenge becoming a widow at such a young age. I would not change a moment as hard and unfair as its been.
For Fudgie would of done it for me too. ❤️