So this is my very 1st blog and I'm already feeling that I've under achieved as its taken me 36 year and 12 days to finally put my thoughts down on virtual paper.

Let me introduce myself (if you know me personally feel free to skip this) I'm married (sorry boys) mostly happily but like most things some days you like it better than others, I have two gorgeous doggies, own a hairdressing salon,a car and a house, oh yes feeling more like my parents every day. How does time go so quickly, one minute you're leaving school next minute twenty years have passed and I'm still surprised when I meet people who were in my class and my have kids, I know that's what happens but it still shocks me that "Tracey" who bunked off more than she was at school has managed to have a career and be responsible for two children.

That brings me on to me (my favourite subject) If I could have I would probably have had a Citroen Picasso full of kids by now, but nature has a funny sense of humour. Three rounds of IVF makes you look at things from a funny angle, the heartache when all you friends get pregnant at the drop of a hat (or in some cases just their knickers) and they tell you it's your turn next and you believe them. Then when they move on to lapping you in the pregnancy race with number two you start to lose a little faith. I've always found it easier to have another "Barron" friend (let's call her Karen cause it rhymes) to share all your jealousy with over you highly fertile friends, but when she announces even she is pregnant you know all hope has been lost!
Now don't get me wrong my life is fab, I don't need children to make it better but most females have an underlying yearning to procreate and between that and my bloody biological clock ticking away like a time bomb, I'm officially SCREWED!
I'm sure I'm going to hark back to this again so I'll leave it for now.

So this has been a week of highs and lows,

HIGHS......

Getting a lovely big cheque for PPI insurance
My husband starting his fourth franchise
Losing two pounds at fat club
Going to the pub to watch the rugby

LOWS..........

Rats in my attic

So all in all highs outweigh the lows.....result!!

Well done if you managed to read all of that,there might be more at a later stage.