On The 2nd Day Of Christmas…

On The 2nd Day Of Christmas…

Hey Lovelies,

Today we continued our Christmas weekend. The plan was for us to get up early & me, my aunt Tricia and cousin Sophie to go to the Christmas Market in town then I would go and meet my sister and Kellie to go see the coca-cola truck with the kids. But, I got up everything was fine then boom! Everything went pear shaped. My sister messaged me asking if I wanted to “just leave” going to the coca-cola tuck because she didn’t have much money (she is currently trying to decorate and furnish a new house before Christmas) I said I would give her some and she caused a big massive argument (if you have a sister you know how it can go from 0-100 realllll quick). So we started arguing about money and my emotions have been all over the place as it is so I think the argument ended with me lying in bed refusing to go anywhere, crying my eyes out and screaming down the phone to my sister telling her to never make plans with me again because she always cancels. 5 minutes later, she text saying “I will pick you up at 4pm, be ready!” the joys of having a sister, eh? lol! Then my aunt came in and seen I was sitting half naked (midst getting dressed) and in floods of tears so she asked what was wrong I told her and her reply was “well going to hurry up and get dressed” so then I started crying even more and shouting at her for not caring about how I am feeling. We made up 5 minutes later and she apologised for not being more inconsiderate for my crazy, hormonal, pregnant feelings. Then my little brother messages me starting an argument about something that I said when I was arguing with my sister, so there I go again, angry and crying my eyes out. My brother and I have tendency to argue and but not really argue if you get me so it lasts like 2 seconds then we are fine after that. So we both apologised and we were fine.

So I finally manage to get clothes on and redo my make up (for like the 10th time because I can’t stop crying like a baby). Then we head out, we decided to get the train because parking in town is a nightmare at weekends. We got to town and me and my cousin were bursting for the toilet so we all just skipped the market and went into the shopping centre to go to the toilet. Then we went and got some lunch (we did plan on getting into town earlier but my 5 emotional mealtdowns made us late lol). I was really craving a Chicken Royal from Burger King and it did not disappoint. I don’t think a Burger King has ever tasted so good! Then we finally went back out and had a walk around the Christmas market, the things they had were amazing. Mostly hand made or unique gift ideas but they cost a fortune! I only like going to the market to see all the decorations and for chocolate crepes & hot chocolate and that is exactly what we done next. Headed for the crepe stall. I got a Nutella Crepe and a hot chocolate. The crepe was amazing but gave me really bad heartburn and I felt sick and the hot chocolate was a let down lol! Clearly today I was hard to please. Then my aunt seen tree decorations that you could get personalised so she treated Ivy-Rose to one. I am not putting a tree up this year because I will be up and down to hospital to see Ivy-Rose but I will hang it on her incubator. It is absolutely beautiful.

Then I got the bus to my own house where I was going to wait until my sister came to pick me up and while I was on the bus, Ivy-Rose’s “dad” called me to start an argument and say he was going to block me again because his girlfriend is back on the scene, so there was another argument for the day. He frustrates me so much. One thing about Ivy-Rose’s dad is that he doesn’t stand up for himself and he will do anything to keep his mum happy. His mum doesn’t like me so therefor he isn’t allowed to speak to me and that includes anything to do with Ivy-Rose. He calls me when his mum is out and will say “don’t tell my mum we were in contact”, yep this is from a 31 year old man-child. So I ended up saying to him this isn’t continuing. He isn’t going to see Ivy-Rose and I will be blocking him on every social media and his number. If he wants to see Ivy-Rose he can take me to court to see her. I am not having him pick her up and drop her when it suits him like some sort of toy. By the time I said that though he informed me he already done so. No skin off my nose, we have coped pretty well for 8 months without him already pretty sure we will be fine lol! So I was sat on the bus crying my eyes out, purely because I wanted Ivy-Rose to have two parents who love her, but one parent who loves the bones of a child is better than two where one doesn’t care anyway. His loss.

So then I got to mine, my sister came and picked me up. Then we headed to the coca-cola truck. It is one of these things where if you’ve seen it once you really don’t have to see it again but the kids love it for the lights. There was a  3 hour que just to get a picture standing infront of this truck. It was also freezing and there was that many people me and my little brother’s girlfriend (who is also pregnant with my beautiful niece) were a bit panicky in the large crowd, people kept banging into us, barging us out the way because we didn’t have kids (even though we are quite clearly expecting) and they were just plain rude with not a care in the world for other peoples safety or space. So we cut our trip short got the pictures and left. It was good to all be together and spend some quality time together though and the coca-cola truck always makes it feel like Christmas. Then we came home and finished off the day by watching videos from when I was little at family Christmas partys (we always have a family party on boxing day), let’s just say my emotions weren’t really prepared for watching them lol!

Overall, today was a good day. Quality time spent with family and friends and I am just going to pretend the arguments and emotional melt-downs never happened lol…

Hope you all had a lovely weekend.

(Please excuse the Snapchat filters in a few of the pictures lol)

Chloe & Ivy-Rose

xo.

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