Coffee & Cupcakes

Well, my dear readers it as come to the point that I must share with you a journey that I have been on for over a year. A journey that I have so longed to share with you but for various reasons it has remained a very private and personal journey until now. I am not ill, nor pregnant as most people seem to conclude when you begin a conversation like this but I will no longer be writting my blogs from the South Coast of England, a sunny place someone once told me, but rather from April this year my blog writting shall happen over the sea, on the green green grass of Ireland! It is time for me to return home! I cannot begin to tell you the range of emotions that venture around your body when you decide to up root and move your family to a new country, leaving behind the security of a job, a home, friends, such wonderful friends! I go from laughing with excitment to struck with fear and then end up in tears at the thought of those I won't see day to day... sounds silly when we are...

I thought I would share my day at the rugby with you, not my normal "mummy life", but it was so fun and an amazing day with my hubby! The atmosphere was amazing, we spent most of the day in the fan village, where we won a free pint each and Josh won a free t-shirt - happy days. Completely unexpected but we ended up standing by the entrance which the players arrive off the coach go through. It was amazing! I stood cheering as my boys exited the coach, grabbed their bags and headed inside... It was probably my highlight of the day! We grabbed our seats and thankfully I was sat next to a lovely Irish lad from Belfast, who had come with his English girlfriend, so we had much in common, despairing about ending up with partners from across the Irish Sea!! The match was epic, probably the best one in the 6 Nations so far and are seats allowed us to watch the action  perfectly. Throughout the game there was much banter between us all, many condoning Josh for having to live wit...

I thought I should now let you in to another chamber of my life - yesterday was the beginning of the 6 nations and a great passion of mine! Rugby! Yes, I am a huge rugby fan, and a massive supporter of my boys in green! Every year, I wear my jersey religiously every weekend for the 6 nations and me and Josh battle it out, each rooting for our own countries, me for Ireland and him for England. I love my husband but over the next few weeks there are moments when we are "enemies"! Rugby is almost a built in passion to most Irish people, we are Irish therefore we support Rugby! So perhaps it is moving over to England, away from home, that has made me even more patriotic! I always promised myself I would never move here, I love being Irish and I loved living there, the culture, the people, the whole way of life - it's just me. I always thought of England as so boring, uptight and scheduled compared to what I was used to, and the thought of being here was not something I want...