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Friday, 31 January 2014

Turning Seven....

It's pretty hard to believe, but eldest turns seven this week. Seven! How is it possible that I have been a parent for seven years? Eldest is a fairly easy-going child, and quite innocent for her age. She still likes to do the same things that she has done over the last few years like play with her barbie dolls, and pursue her obsession with disney princesses and anything pink, but the tell tale signs are creeping in that another birthday is approaching and she is now starting to get older.

Being quite tall, I am now finding that clothes choices for eldest are starting to change. Whereas it all used to be quite pink and girly, now clothes choices are becoming more in line with latest fashions. Trying to choose new outfits that doesn't consist of gold sparkly grafitti writing, or t-shirts with pictures of the boys from One Direction on is proving harder and harder as she is at least a size ahead of her age due to her height. Eldest still likes to wear quite "pretty" things with bows, florals, and ruffles being a must-have, so this is a disadvantage when you are wearing clothes older than your age.

The video gaming instinct so predominant in my gaming husband is now starting to take over eldest's interests too. Her favourite game at the moment seems to be Minecraft - like many of her peers, which she is amazingly good at. She has built a castle, and a hotel with flowers and all sorts - very impressive. She is also hooked on Disney Infinity, and enjoys playing in the toy box mode with her friends. The fact that she can now play a video game independently, and turn on and off the console is another sign that she is growing up.

The last few weeks, eldest has also commandeered my (very) old Ipod Touch and persuaded hubby to fill it full of 1D and Katy Perry tunes. She can now been seen dancing around the house with her headphones on, bopping away to "Roar" and "You don't know your beautiful" like a scarily reminiscent younger version of myself (only my walkman was filled with Kylie and Jason). This sudden interest in music is now continuing and she is now regularly found scrolling through Itunes, planning the latest playlist for Daddy to upload for her.

Eldest is also continuing with her blog, although the business of life means that her posts are a little sporadic, but hopefully, they will create a good diary for her to look back on when she is a little older. We are also starting to have conversations which I never envisaged having at such a young age about life and the universe and with an intelligent, mature little head on her shoulders, eldest is starting to ask questions which I didn't expect to have to be answering so quickly.

Birthdays always make me nostalgic, and I was struggling to hold it together as I shopped for her birthday the other day, remembering the tiny little bundle in my arms not so many years ago, bearing in mind that she is now becoming impossible to lift!

Happy Seventh Birthday!! I hope eldest has a fab birthday week!



Thursday, 23 January 2014

Benefits Street Series: Scrutinising the Parents of James Turner Street

The Channel 4 series "Benefits Street" has been in the news a lot recently - with everyone from members of the public, to journalists and bloggers forming their own opinions about the series. Some are berating the series producers for portraying the residents as predictable comical, stereotypical characters, and others are aghast at the behaviour of the residents and wondering how these people are managing to live off of the state and tax payer, and claim so many benefits in such austere times.

I had never heard of the term "poverty p*rn" before, but apparently this is what the "Benefits Street" series has been dubbed - the media exploiting the poor in order to provoke sympathy or in some cases anger, or allegedly in the case of channel 4, to increase viewing figures. Whether you like it or can't stand it, you have to admit, Benefits Street does make compulsive viewing. It's almost like a horror film - you don't want to watch, but yet can't help but watch at the same time.

As with any form of media, it's what makes the grade in the editing room which determines the angle that the programme portrays. As bloggers, when we take photos, its always the best, most interesting photos which end up on our blog. When we make videos, it is always the best 'take' which ends up on YouTube. The series describes how it spent a year on "Benefits Street" - that's around 8760 hours of filming with one camera, probably thousands of hours more depending on how many cameras were being used. Each episode is only an hour long, so the "best bits" (or worst bits) of Benefits Street are being edited together to create the most interesting footage possible. However, this could also mean that people are being given a very one-sided view of the street as they are only being shown the extremes of the resident's behaviour, or the exaggerated stuff that makes the best TV viewing, rather than the hours of more boring footage where the kids were in school, the residents were shopping, some of the residents were at work, or they were exhibiting "normal behaviours" which did not make the final cut.

Last week I saw Steve Chalke talking on BBC Breakfast about how the residents were angry at the way they have been portrayed by the media. I guess the phrase "walking in someone else's shoes" really does come into play here. Is the real story on the street what Channel 4 is portraying, or is it something else? Is it actually even worse? Or is it not as extreme? Having encountered characters like those of James Turner Street throughout my life, I can well believe that what we are seeing is a true portrayal of how life really is for those on Benefits Street, dealing with the every day challenges of living in poverty. However, the extremist exaggerated stereotypical characters which the documentary portrays really does make you wonder how much is just them going about their every day lives, and how much was stage managed. I have heard stories about the producers engineering conversations, placing the orange sofa strategically in the street, leaving rubbish in places, asking residents to "perform" etc. Questions remain about whether this is true or not but you can't deny that it does add to the stereotypes of a typical poverty-stricken environment.

The episode about the children of James Turner Street made particular uncomfortable viewing this week. I caught the repeat late last night. Rather than it being the cringeworthy gratuitous swearing and colloquial dialogue that bothered me, it was all of the unspoken images which really took me out of my comfort zone. There were things that I saw, which children were being exposed to, which made me feel rather on edge.

Take the young parents for example - the messy house, the blackness of the boy's feet when he was lifted up at one point, the little girl grabbing dirt off the fraying carpet, the general condition of the walls with mismatched paint, the children wandering around in various states of undress, and their behaviour throughout - all of this left my stomach churning, wondering how they could possibly let their children live like this. The father's avoidance of getting a job, and the juxtaposition of the couple owing over 3k on their rent, whilst also being shown being able to fund their smoking habit, and having mobile phones and other "luxuries" was culpable. However, I had to remember that this is how the parents and their environment had been painted. You can't deny that these parents love their children and that they are cared for to some degree. It may not be to a standard that others would expect, but it was clear that the mother especially was doing the best that she could. She was trying, in the face of adversity to be a good Mum. Her joy when she got the children to bed on time was evident - I would guess that what she might need would be a bit of encouragement and someone to give her some confidence in parenting, and she could be a fantastic Mum. The father was displayed as child-like, slightly immature, job-dodging no hoper with no brains, and no qualifications. However, the way that he described his love for his partner just proved that there are deeper depths that had probably not been nurtured - both parents were and are a victim of their own upbringing - should they be vilified for that? I wonder if his "job" was set up by the producers, as it was one of those jobs where you are set up to fail, and it made me angry that he had been told that this kind of "job" was something that would bring money in.

The way that "white Dee" was portrayed was very predictable - after the narrator mentioned "ESA", I automatically guessed that she was signed off sick for "depression" and on anti-depressants and of course, this is what became evident. It also seemed that she was more interested in lounging around the house, on her laptop, chain smoking and wearing completely inappropriate clothes for a lady on the larger size, than taking an interest in her kids. The five year old child was out at all hours of the day and night alone. I would never let my kids out at night and so her five year old "Gerard" being out after dark and playing out made me feel uncomfortable, as did the child being around drug addicts and alcoholics. Additionally, the way that she spoke to him, swore at him and shouted in his face must have been  a moments of absolute gold for the producers. They also portrayed her as using her older child as a baby sitter to the younger child and as generally just not a very good parent, despite being dubbed the "Mum" of the street. I didn't have as much sympathy for white Dee as it did seem that she wasn't making an effort to be a good parent, although she would fight for them tooth and nail if a bad word was said against them.

I believe that there is always two sides to every story. Hopefully through public meetings and debates, the truer side of Benefits Street will become evident in the press, as well as the side which Channel 4 portrayed. It may be that these two "sides" are very similar, or it may be that they are polar opposites. It stands that most of my peers would probably not count the lifestyles of the parents of Benefits Street as the kind of lifestyles they would like to emulate or find themselves in, but non-the-less, it is a kind of lifestyle choice - whether chosen or forced.

As parents we are all trying to do the best for our children, whether we have lots of money.enough money and possess the right skills to be fantastic parents, or we have no money and have never been given the skills we need to parent our children. Inherently, most parents love their children and want the best for them, although what constitutes as "the best" will be very different for everyone. When I watched the parents on Benefits Street, it was clear that they all wanted what was best for their children, and I believe that unites all parents together - whether you live on benefits in a road where poverty is evident, or in luxury in your gated mansion.

I don't think that we should vilify the parents of Benefits Street too much, or brand them as "bad parents" when their way of life is completely normal to them - this is how they think that parents should behave. I hope that they are given the right skills to be good parents and role models for their kids - as it seemed that some of them do want to be, and are capable of being, and I hope that the true story of being a parent on benefits comes out - the times when they have fun, play, or spend quality time with their children, as well as the perceived abandonment, neglect, and bad parenting skills which were portrayed.

What do you think? Should the parents of James Turner Street be dubbed as bad parents?

Friday, 17 January 2014

New Milestones

With each new year that passes, it seems that the girls reach a new milestone. This week it was the turn of eldest to notch up another sign she is growing fast. On Tuesday, eldest started back at swimming, and she has finally graduated to the "big" pool. Having spent her lessons since she was a baby swimming in the training pool week after week, this week she finally graduated to the adult pool, and proved herself as an independent swimmer, with no teacher in the water as a safety blanket.

It really does only seem five minutes ago that I was taking her to mother and baby classes, bouncing round in a circle singing the jingle jangle scarecrow and laying her on her back singing twinkle twinkle, and now she is swimming up and down on her back and front and doing all different kinds of things.

It wasn't an easy first lesson, the transition to the big pool, three times the length if the width she is used to is a big jump. She really struggled keeping up with the rest of the class, who have been in the class longer. However, she gave it her all and she didn't give up, even though she looked exhausted at the end.

I was so proud of eldest for persevering. To some, it may have just been a swimming lesson, but to me, it was one of the milestone moments. that makes you realise how quickly your children are growing up.

Elsewhere, youngest has been reaching new milestones too. Having now started doing "homework" with her reading, she is suddenly more motivated to start doing other out of school activities, like Mathletics - the maths programme her school subscribes to. She has dabbled in it before, but this week, she has developed an obsession with it, and has been logging on every night, with the sole intention of earning herself a certificate for getting 1000 points. Tonight, she finally achieved her certificate, and was so excited about it. I was very proud of her for trying so hard with it.

Thursday, 9 January 2014

Youngest's First Reading Book!


Today was a very big day for youngest... She got her very first ever reading book from school!

Youngest has been "reading" books at home since she was little, but after starting reception last September, at barely four, and not being able to recognise many letters or even write her name, I have been amazed how well she has come on the last term. She is now at the point where she knows almost all of her letters and sounds, and she excitedly wrote her name on an array of Christmas cards during the festive season. After practicing her "tricky words" with me over Christmas, and starting to blend sounds, her teacher has finally rewarded her hard work with her very first reading book.

I must admit that I did shed a tiny tear as she came running out of school screaming with excitement! She was so proud of herself, which was really heartwarming to see.

Youngest proudly read her reading book to Daddy and eldest tonight and did a fantastic job. Although this is only just the start of her reading journey, it is a very exciting step in her becoming an independent reader - I wonder whether she will be as much of a bookworm as eldest!

Tuesday, 7 January 2014

Rain Rain, Go Away!

Us Brits really relish in moaning about the weather don't we, but I think over the last few weeks, everyone has had good reason to have a moan or too. The rain and winds that we have been experiencing has been unbelievable! 

We are fortunate in that we have not been affected by any major flooding, but just the fact that it has rained incessantly for days is just ridiculous and really makes people feel depressed and of course if you have the luxury of being able to hibernate at home in your onesie then the rain probably isn't so much of a burden, but if you have to venture out in it, it's just miserable!

I swear every time I set foot out of the house, the heavens open and I am soaked. Invariably, over the last few days, it has been whilst I have been trying to lug the various amounts of kit I carry for work from one place to another.

The rain has also meant that hubby, the kids, and the bloomin cat are bringing their muddy shoes and wet coats indoors into the house, making the carpets look like an absolute mess. This morning I found a set of paw prints from the front door to the cats bowl in the kitchen and had to spend ages cleaning them up.

It seems that there is no let up from this foul weather. I hate rain. Roll on the sun! (Or even the snow!)

Friday, 3 January 2014

Reasons To Be Thankful and Finishing Last

There are so many things that I could be bemoaning lately. Everywhere around, it seems that amazing things are happening to many friends and acquaintances. They are being offered fabulous opportunities and getting amazing life changing news. They are buying new houses and going on fantastic holidays. 2013 was a great year for our family, but I haven't quite got my head around what 2014 holds yet, which is a little of a scary prospect. Having started two businesses this year, things are on the up for us, but we are not quite in a position to get that new house we so desperately want, and I am not being inundated with amazing offers of free holidays and great exposure such as other bloggers seem to be lately. I think part of the reason is that I'm not shouting loud enough. I am rubbish at selling myself as I hate to talk about me. There is that common saying that "nice girls finish last" and I think this is about right for me for my blogging life at the moment.

I did a colours personality analysis recently and the results were scarily accurate. They revealed that although I am apparently a big picture visionary and trendsetter who is ahead of the crowd and gets things done, my reserved personality means that I do not advertise my successes or like to shout about my achievements - sounds about right!  Sometimes I think that the most successful people are not those who are the best, but the ones who shout the loudest and have the gift of the gab to charm people - something which I need to get some lessons in!

What I do know is that I have lots of reasons to be thankful for recently - here are some of them!

1) The Magic of Christmas - Christmas spent with the girls is always very special. Although it's also a stressful time, I know that the period of the girls believing in Santa will soon be gone, and so we have to soak up as much magic as we can before it's too late - as much visiting grotto's, sprinkling of reindeer food, hanging stockings, arrival of Christmas Eve presents as is humanely possible, and this Christmas we really have done.

2) A great Hubby - I am very lucky to have a fantastic husband, who is a great parent to the kids, and who also buys me great gifts like my lovely Kitcheh Aid mixer - he is still in my good books for that one. I am also lucky that he will frequently have the girls for me so that I can accept work.

3) A lovely New Year. For the first time this year for a few years, we spent New Year with friends, drinking wine like real grown-ups! We had a lovely time and that's something to be thankful for surely!

4) Good Health - At a recent appointment, I was asked "what tablets" I was on. I assumed that the doctor wasn't asking about my technology of choice or what IOS I was running, and yes, he was asking what tablets I regularly take and was really surprised when I said that I am not on any kind of medication. Apparently it's quite common nowadays to be on tablets in your thirties!! I feel lucky that I am not having to go to the doctors every five minutes... although I am sure it won't be long!

5) The Opportunity to Study
This year I will be returning to further study after qualifying with my Diploma last year, and I realise how lucky I am that as a woman I am able to expand my mind with study, and especially at University. I am very aware that even a century previous, a woman at University would have been pretty much impossible, and I also know that women in other countries are still not afforded these opportunities, so I am thankful that I am able to take the opportunity.

So that's it! What are you thankful for recently?