Tuesday, 8 May 2012

What a difference a day makes. Twenty four little hours...


Today didn't begin in the most positive way. I failed to hit the snooze button on my alarm and overslept by half an hour. Dexter woke up resembling the sort of creature that should have a cameo appearance alongside Sigourney Weaver in a Hollywood movie. His poor eyes are really suffering. As the husband attempted to wipe the 'eye snot' from the boy's peepers, Dexter thrashed about so much in my arms that the poor little sausage walloped his own head on the corner of the basin. Ouch!

The day got better though. I managed to get a prescription for some eye drops from the doctor without an actual appointment. Another highlight was my Year Seven class telling me the jumper I was sporting was 'awesome'. A birthday gift from the husband, it's a rather charming knit featuring a dashing dog (Jack Russell I think), by the name of Patch. It's not an iPad, but it's much more practical for warding off the unseasonably chilly weather.

However, the absolute best thing that happened today was opening my email inbox after school to discover I have reached the final of the Brit Mums 'Brilliance in Blogging Awards'. Thanks to readers of 'Brighton Ramblings', my cyber stream of consciousness takes its place amongst seven other finalists, all nominated in the 'Lit' category too. If you were one of those people who voted, then thank you very very much.

When I read the email, I felt completely overwhelmed and genuinely quite teary. What started as a fairly simple project - to take a photograph of Dexter everyday this year - has blossomed into something far more special to me. The blog has become a labour of love; it's cathartic, celebratory and therapeutic. But most of all, it's a testament to the completely life-changing and utterly 'awesome' experience that is being Dexter's mummy. I'm genuinely thrilled that I seem to have struck a chord with a completely eclectic audience. I do not think I stand the proverbial Hades-bound feline's chance of winning, and I'm definitely never going to win any awards for my parenting, but your support makes me feel that, in the grand scheme of things, I'm doing okay, so thank you.

I've been invited to the awards ceremony. I am not sure yet if it will be possible to attend. I've already started to consider what I could wear though - I've got a natty little dog-themed sweater. And, if I did win, it would surely be churlish not to purchase that iPad...

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