I have a confession to make. I have been unfaithful to Hubby. I have just checked my diary (Yes, I write a diary. No I am not 12). It all started at my friend’s house on 18 April 2012. Just like today for Beanie, that day was the day we found out about school allocations for our first born, Crevette.
That night, I was devastated. I had received an email saying that my little boy had not been offered a place at any of the three schools we had considered and spent so much time researching. He was left in limbo. I had no idea this could happen.
I knew not getting a place could happen of course, if you made the daft choice of opting only for oversubscribed schools miles away from your home. That was not our case. We had applied for our closest catholic schools and my only worry was that we might not get our first choice. How wrong was I?
As a parent, you dream of giving your children the best start in life they could possibly get. You love them and nurture them. You make decisions on their behalf. I had made these decisions with Hubby. We had failed. We had let our baby down.
Feeling completely out of control for the first time as a parent was a shock; it was devastating. I cried and cried and cried, for days, weeks, months, putting together appeal cases and then withdrawing them at the last minute, because we did not have a case. It so happened that the year Crevette was born; an awful lot of other babies were born. As simple as that. Had he been born five weeks later, he would have had a place at one of our chosen schools.
Finding out Crevette did not have a place was a tad surreal. I remember the event all too clearly. Hubby had stopped at the corner shop to buy me some milk and I was in the car, quickly checking my emails. I had to read this one quite a few times:
“ONLINE SCHOOL ADMISSIONS 2012/13
I am writing to offer Crevette a place at the worst school in the area. This place is available from September.”
I had never heard of the school and browsed the internet straight away. I found out that
1) The school was 1.9 miles away from home. At the time, I was pregnant with my third baby and Hubby was using our car to go to work. There was no direct bus route between our house and the school.
2) I read the school’s Ofsted report that night, and basically found out that very few children attended the school. The essence of the report was that it was a failing school, with poor leadership. The general idea of the report was that the children were not learning much, and the teachers could not care less.
We refused the place an hour later and decided that I was going to home-school Crevette. A few days later, it turned out that a lot of people had been left in our position. There were a lot more children in our area than there were school places. Things were put in place so that three bulge classes had to be created in our local area to ensure all children actually had a school in September.
Those schools were all within walking distance and a couple of months later, Crevette had a place at our closest Infant school. I have just seen the email confirming that Beanie now has a place at the same school. It was not the school we would have chosen. We wanted our children to have a Catholic education, but at the end of the day, Crevette is learning a lot and most importantly, he is happy at school.
Anyway, I digress. I was telling you about my naughty little love affair and I got carried away. So, on the night I found out about Crevette not having a school place, I was off to a friend’s house to do some scrapbooking. It was a weekly session, during which we were chatting, drinking coffee, looking at each other’s photos and crafting together. I loved it.
I almost cancelled that night but Hubby insisted I went. I cried a lot. I moaned a lot. To cheer me up, my friend tried changing the conversation and told me about that thing she was a member of. It was some sort of website on which you could find ideas about pretty much anything and everything, and as she was showing me her account, I felt giddy with excitement…
When I got home that night, I tried registering. Pinterest was an ‘invite only’ social media platform. I could not wait to have a browse and save ideas, projects, recipes, but I could not. It took two days for me to be officially invited. It was love at first sight. I spent evening after evening drooling over recipes, getting inspiration for baby photos, looking for ways to clean my dishwasher naturally, marvelling at people’s beautiful interiors. I had never been hooked on social media, but the highly visual platform became my little bit on the side.
I was spending hours looking for fun activities to do with the kids, simple but delicious recipes, crafting ideas. I was not just looking; I was making loads of new things and I loved it. Pinterest is one of the reasons I started Le Coin de Mel. Without it, I would never have known there were so many blogs out there. I was still buying cookbooks and craft books for inspiration at the time. It had never occurred to me that people were sharing their little projects online.
Pinterest is still the one social media platform on which I can spend hours and over the past few months, my following has grown quite a bit. It so happens that my account was featured as a ‘Pinner to Follow’ a few months ago. Basically, whoever signs up to Pinterest will see ‘Le Coin de Mel’ as a pinner worth following. In effect, it means that lots of my followers are complete newbies and do not necessarily get engaged all that much, but finding out I had been featured was a dream come true.
If you want to follow me, I can be found there:
I created shared boards, and I until a few days ago, I was only accepting friends as contributors. I have now decided to accept fellow pinners to three of my boards, a foodie one (Food Blogging Community), one for days out (Children… Days out) and a creative one.
If you would like to be invited, all you have to do is follow all my boards, send me an email with your blog details and link to your Pinterest account, and I will happily add you as a contributor if what you pin and/or blog about fits the board.
The rules are simple. All I ask is that you share the love.
– If you pin one of your projects, repin at least one of the other pins from the board onto your own boards. Pin other bloggers’ pins, help them promote their work.
– Before you join the board, follow everyone who contributes to the board. We are all part of a big community and there is enough space for all of us online!
Who is with me?
Please excuse the irrelevant photo. Hubby is asleep and he has no idea I am writing this post. I needed to apologise to him for leading anyone to believe I would ever cheat on him. He is not complaining too much about this ménage à trois with Pinterest, so I thought I would share a photo of one of his favourite places. It was taken in Devon on my birthday the first time he took me there. We had only been dating for a month, and I loved finding out about the stunning area he grew up in. I also met his entire family that week-end!