Am not sure how many of you know but I’m technically disabled. I have an ever growing list of conditions that make my life challenging.

I have EDS type 3 which is also called hypermobility syndrome I was born with this, it is a genetic syndrome. I started being treated for symptoms when I was about 10 and was diagnosed at 16. This causes pretty much all my joints to dislocate and make me have pain 24/7 eds info

I also have fibromyalgia which came after a bad bout of glandular fever at 16 (diagnosis at 18). This causes fatigue, skin sensitivity, pain, muscle stiffness and more fibromyalgia info

As well as those two I have Raynaud’s syndrome, this is a common thing to develop when you have eds (diagnosis at 23). Raynauds means I have bad circulation in my hands and feet and when it’s cold my extremities get very cold and painful. My nail beds are always purple which mean I don’t have enough oxygen in my fingertips and I quite often have all my veins visible in my palms (which is kind of freaky lol) Raynaud’s disease info

Throughout senior school where I was very often hurt and using crutches or with slings or splints, I was bullied with a lot of ‘your faking it’ ‘just being lazy’ being said by students and a few teachers and sadly I didn’t get a diagnosis until I left school.

During college I managed pretty well by talking a lot of pain killers and by being stubborn but when my pain over came my stubbornness I was again accused of ‘faking it’ and ‘being lazy’ this time from the tutors (even with proof of conditions from doctors letters ect)

While I was with my exH he understood at first but the majority of his friends didn’t believe I was ill and were constantly saying I was ‘lazy’ and just wanting exH to do everything’ this even included them filming them taking my wheelchair from the house while I was sleeping as a ‘joke’ they made a DVD of it and laughed at it. I was told that I was ‘over reacting’ and ‘being unreasonable’ for being upset at their actions.

ExH’s main reason for divorcing me ‘for unreasonable behaviour’ is that I was ill and he had to look after me and the kids and that was ‘unfair’

On the outside I don’t look ill, thankfully I’m not disfigured by my medical conditions and being a single parent means I still have to keep doing what needs done no matter how much pain I am in. Crying as I am doing the school run is a regular occasion and having my family help me when I’m feeling worse than normal means my children get a ‘normal’ life.

People stare when they see a young person with a walking stick, they stare even more when they see a young person in a wheel chair. And because I have conditions that can vary in how much pain I’m in/how bad I’m feeling I don’t always need help or a stick or a chair…but sometimes I do….

Basically this long ramble is saying don’t judge someone who looks well, you never know what they are going through. And trust me…NO ONE would ever want this! And if you think I’m faking I would love to see you walk a day in my shoes and see how you feel after….

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So as the title suggests its been about 2 and a half years since my marriage ended.

We are still not divorced due to exH delaying divorce proceedings, he still hates me and blames me for everything and after the barrage of shouting and abuse over the phone from him last night I’m guessing he still hasn’t moved on with his life despite having his own place and a girlfriend for the past 2+ years. And has decided he won’t sign the house over to me unless I let him see the boys every sat and Sunday as he doesn’t want to see them every other weekend like my solicitor and I suggested. So might be finding a new house for me and kids :-/

Me I am happy, I’m not so healthy as sadly the eds is making things worse and I have managed to tear cartilage in my hip from dislocating it *ouch*

This year so far has had good and bad! So I will split it into the two categories


In February I managed to take both my boys to Texas by myself to stay with my best friend ‘cowgirl’ and her family including a new baby boy. The journeys were over 24hrs each way and I got grey hairs from all the stress but I did it πŸ˜€ #proudmemoment and it is a trip that will be repeated and never forgotten (took me a long time to save for it)

I finally have a boyfriend that has become part of my life (not just dates that never meet my children) who is really nice and my family seem to like. We go out together on Sundays with the boys doing fun things like visiting the beach and fruit picking and movies.

We are off on a 4 day holiday to Kent with 2 of the boys godparents and my bf at the end of this month.

I have a wonderful friends coming to visit from Iowa at the end of september.


Recently my father had a heart attack and nearly died, my mum is not very well and as said before neither am I (all 3 under the care of a cardiologist :-/ not good)

My hands are getting worse, not working properly and locking.

Both boys had chicken pox and after that my potty trained X has fully regressed back into nappies 24/7 😦

Funnily enough it was the exH commenting that he read my blog that reminded me about this… So *waves at exH* hope your enjoying this one

What is happiness to you?

Everyone had different things that make them happy, that calms them when they are stressed, that makes them so happy they are glowing.

Happiness to me is….

above all things my boys, they make me laugh and smile countless times every day.

Baking! cookies, cakes, bread…most things really…this is my stress relief (and the results taste good)

Friends! Yesterday I went With the kids to see some friends and we spent the day talking and eating and drinking and laughing! And I mean really laughing so hard that you can hardly breath.

My family. Mum, stepdad, sisters, brothers, nieces and nephews. I love spending time with my family they are very special and very important to me and we have a brilliant time when we are all together (we are very loud too)

The Internet and social network sites…I know, I know it sounds a bit daft but through forums and Facebook and twitter I have made some amazing friends and because they don’t live locally this is my main way to contact them and share what is going on in our lives.

My phone. Yes I admit it I love my phone, I feel naked without it and I use it probably far too much (am using it to write this blog) this is again what I use to have contact with my friends that are too far away to just pop round and see on a whim.

Music! You gotta love shaking your tail feather to some great tunes *trying to sound hip and failing* we have music on in my house more than we have the tv on.

Books! Loosing myself in someone else’s world is a treat for me! It’s rare I get to read more than one chapter a night now before I fall asleep. But I used to read until I couldn’t hold the book anymore and have been known to sob my heart out at sad parts in book (cried at some point of every happy potter book)

Go on!! Tell me what makes you happy! It will make you smile πŸ˜€


My best friend (my cowgirl) got to see her baby for the first time today. After the doctors appointment she sent me a picture of the scan photo and I started crying happy tears! I am so over the moon happy for her and I love her and her family to pieces.

Then it dawned on me that I am far happier about her pregnancy than I ever was about my pregnancy with X.

I was still grieving after a miscarriage before him and my marriage had all but broken down, my health was bad and the whole pregnancy I was miserable. I waited until the last few weeks to get anything and was basically in denial until I had him.

Thankfully as soon as I held him in my arms I fell head over heels in live with him and bonded with him far quicker than I ever did with K.

I won’t ever be having any more babies and I’m a little sad that I won’t get to have a happy pregnancy myself…but I’m gonna be enjoying being an ‘Auntie’ again


I had a hard day on Friday

I got a phone call I have been dreading for months…I wasn’t surprised though…

The phone call was important, basically telling me that early next year It’s very likely I will be facing the man who I still have nightmares about 7 years on….

If you have never been in an abusive relationship you can’t understand why such strong, beautiful women (and men) stay with someone who is hurting them and ruining their lives.

And if you have been in an abusive relationship it’s hard to explain to people who haven’t why you stayed for so long…or why you can’t leave.

For me?! He came to me when I was young and hurt (I had just has my heart broken) and from the first moment I met him he started manipulating me. Within a few weeks he managed to turn most of my friends against me so I felt alone…that the only person I had was him…
Within months he managed to interrupt my education and made me quit my job…

He forced me to move in with him…I remember sitting at my parents house crying because I didn’t want to live with him and leave the protection of my family….

When I started living with him is when the violence started….

But by that time I had next to no friends, didn’t have a place at my parents anymore….all I felt I had was him.

I lived with him for about 5 months…..

I tried to commit suicide once…but the abuse for doing something like that wasn’t worth trying and failing again…

I wasn’t allowed to leave his tiny flat without permission and I wasn’t allowed to invite friends or family round. I was made to clean and cook and do everything he said at a moments notice.

People ask what it was that made me leave….he send a picture of his **** to a younger girl I knew…and I decided that was that. It’s stupid really! That something that small made me leave but him physically hurting me didn’t. And no I don’t understand it.

He broke me! After I left he stalked me and threatened to kill me and plenty other things.

The worst thing though!….it still affects me 7 years on…relationships scare me, I still have nightmares about him whenever I’m stresses, I can’t have anyone (including my children) touch my throat without panicking, I doubt my own judgement.

So I have tried to write this so many times over the past 2 weeks to try and reflect on the positive and on how happy I feel now but I keep going back to how hard it was then…

So it’s a little after 8pm on the 27th of march and this time last year I had been single for 11 hours.

I was mostly numb and probably in shock. My unhappy world had become infinitely more difficult.
I was suddenly alone with a 3 month old who was breastfeeding every other hour day and night and who had colic from 9pm-3am every night, and a 2 and a half year old who was potty training and who got up for the day before 6am every day….as you can guess I was pretty tired already and the prospect of doing it all alone was more than daunting.

The hard thing about the split wasn’t that I was heart broken loosing him, I was scared that I wouldn’t be able to cope alone with 2 tiny boys, how they would react to the separation, how I would physically cope doing everything by myself…

I struggled before when I had his ‘help’ as I have eds and fibromyalgia….how was I going to survive? How was I going to be a good enough mother?

I begged him to come back in the week after the split…I just didn’t have enough confidence in myself.

Thankfully he refused!!

But with quite a lot of help from my family at times and some fantastic friends (especially my cowgirl) who believed in me and supported me more than they realise….I have managed a whole year by myself!

And dammit! I’m pretty proud!

We have had lots of ups but quite a lot of downs too, We have probably eaten way too many unhealthy freezer meals and got take out too many times. I have cried myself to sleep a few times and been up all night far to many times to count. I have lots all of my pregnancy weight in record time (thanks to stress and weightwatchers) my house hasn’t always been as tidy as I want it too be. I have decorated my bedroom and made it mine. I have (almost) become a breastfeeding peer supporter
The most important thing…

I have happy healthy children and a happy (mostly) healthy me

So you single parents whether you have been single for a week or two or 10+ years be proud of yourself because you do the hardest job in the world (in my opinion)

And you married parents with partners you have to help you get 5 minuets break when your baby has been screaming for 5 hours and your so tired you think your head might implode…think about the single parents you know and offer to give them a break for an hour or so, so they can have a bath or get their hair cut…or maybe even just go to the toilet in peace for the first time that week.

And the last thing I think I need to say is i am happy to be moving forwards single or with a partner…but I believe in me now**

**disclaimer. I don’t believe in me 24/7 I tend to have wobbles…mostly at 4.45am when I havnt slept yet and X won’t go to sleep

The lovely @CoffeeCurls wrote this blog earlier with a list her kids came up with of the qualities they want in her next partner..

Since I have now been single for 11 months I figure it couldn’t hurt to make my own list…. πŸ˜‰

I asked for suggestions on twitter and here is what I got…

β€œ@madmumof3: @KayAndHerBoys must be a good cook,able to run a bath, dependable & honest. Good with kids, love in-laws & respectful in & out of bed!! Lol”
β€œ@madmumof3: @KayAndHerBoys and he must be able to make you laugh! :o)”

β€œ@mattwhiskers: @KayAndHerBoys I would put “Marmite. Love it or hate it?””

β€œ@livvynew: @KayAndHerBoys ok…what about…loves cuddles…. can kiss for hours…a smile that melts your heart (too picky??) lol x”

β€œ@stesedg: @KayAndHerBoys dashing good looks, rapier wit and a lengthy penis?”

β€œ@WitchyCowgirl: @KayAndHerBoys takes all hats off as stepping through the doorway.”

β€œ@MrFraig: @KayAndHerBoys How about “Will treat me like the princess/sex goddess I am”?”

Which are all brilliant and should be included in my list

So onto my list…

β€’ must be over 30 (I have a thing for older guys)
β€’ must have a job (uniform a big bonus #Mmmmeninuniform)
β€’ absolutely no drugs
β€’ no criminal record
β€’ preferably drives (car not motorbike as they are scary)
β€’ must like kids
β€’ must NOT treat me like crap
β€’ tattoos and piercings encouraged
β€’ must be trustworthy
β€’ being rich would be nice but isn’t that important
β€’ worshiping the ground I walk on would also be nice
β€’ must accept that my boys come first.
β€’ must NOT have a bad temper
β€’ must be good in bed
β€’ must be taller than me (I am 5″5ish)

Ok so the list is mostly for fun…in fact this whole blog is mostly for fun…but…

What I really want is someone to want me, to be there when I’m stroppy or hurting or sad as well as when I’m happy, someone to do the boring stuff with as well as the fun and enjoy it because they are with me.
I want someone who will be a good role model/influence for my boys.
I want someone who is funny and who laughs at my jokes too.
I want someone who will respect me and not lie.

I want what everyone else on this planet wants…to be loved and to have someone to love.

Ok so if you think your the guy/girl for the job how about fulling this out

(email can be requested via comment or by dm on twitter)


‘Grr! I am a monster molar!!
I’m punching and kicking my way out of your gums,
Im gonna make you stay awake all night and scream and cry!!

Teething gels, Amber necklaces, even calpol won’t help!

I will also make you have a high temperature and a bad nappy rash.

And I will take my time slowly torturing you!!!’

‘ps. I have 7 more monster molar friends’

How do you know when it’s the right time to start a new relationship??

Is there a certain amount of time that people should wait?

How long should I wait before introducing them to my children?

I have been thinking about this a lot recently, in the past few months I have been asked out on a date or two, and chatted to a few people liking some more than others.

But havn’t yet met a person who I’m interested enough in to start a new relationship.

I have got used to being by myself with my boys and not really sure how someone new would fit into our life.

My boys are starting to become less clingy and dependent on me which means I can leave them with my mum or their dad can take them for longer (when he can be bothered…but that’s for another time) which means I am able to go out and see friends and meet new people.

On the 4th I will be having a evening out for one of my best friends birthdays and for the first time ever someone else (my mum) will be putting them to bed. The last time I went out in the evening was over a year ago.

Everyone I talk to seems to have different opinions about new relationships but the main one is ‘do what feels right!’

But what if you don’t know what right is?

I have made some huge errors in judgement in the past and even though I don’t completely regret them I don’t want to risk it because of the boys.

My mum met a guy while she was working in a hotel, the next day she got a note from him asking for her number so she gave him it. They tallked on the phone a lot and then he came up to visit. We met him and liked him. We saw him a few more times and then met his children. Then he asked her to marry her, she said yes! We moved from Northumberland to Essex to be closer to him, they got married…. It’s their 14th wedding anniversary next month.

I knew my ex for 10 years before we were married….we wed in 2006 and will be divorced in 2011

This probably doesn’t make any sense at all sorry…was hoping it would help it make sense in my brain but it hasn’t worked.

Well I have either got to sit alone and worry about the things that could go wrong or I have got to take a deep breath and jump….

my eldest had his first ever day at preschool on monday! i stayed with him for an hour trying to let him explore and keep out of his way, he had fun but had a wobble when i wandered off to look around the class room,

Tuesday he spent an hour there by himself, it was the first time i have EVER left him with people he didn’t know before. he had never been to a nursery or a crΓ¨che before. i spent the whole hour looking at the clock or my phone expecting a call from the school saying i need to come as he is really upset…no call came and when i arrived to collect him he didn’t even want to leave.

Wednesday he was set to spend the whole afternoon there by himself.  again i was worried as not old would ha be spending the whole afternoon there but he and  X spent 2 hours in a crèche while i was at the first class of my breastfeeding peer supporter course. But again he was brilliant and had a great time.

thursday and today (friday) went just as well too…in fact i didn’t even get a kiss goodbye today!!

poor X has had a harder time than K…he misses him when he is at school 😦

this week X also got his very first pair of proper shoes as my tiny baby is now walking properly!!!!! they are really cute and even flash!
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my first this week was my breastfeeding peer supporter course started this week. it’s the first educational thing i have done since college…


I am really proud of all of us this week!!!




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