A Week of Sporting Achievements for the Boy

I bring to you a very proud parent post..

The week started off pretty dire for my son. He had spent the weekend not feeling very well and ended up in bed, missing school on Monday due to throwing up the night before.

He was due to race in the Year 7 Essex Cross Country Championships on the Wednesday; something he been looking forward to doing for a long time. He had spent the last couple of months training hard for it and really wanted to enter. Racing and running has been something that he has got into through his Dad and older brother – both compete at competitive levels.

By Tuesday he was back in school and back at training. The training session was really just to test if his fitness was ok to compete in the race, he seemed to be ok and didn’t complain of feeling ill.

Wednesday came and his Dad picked him up from school at midday to take him off to the cross-country race. He was the only boy who had been entered into the race from his school so it was up to us, his parents, to get him to the event.

He was excited but nervous. He really wanted to do well in this race. Back in November he raced for his school in the borough championships and didn’t do as well as he as expected. In my eyes he done brilliantly, but to him he knew he could have raced a quicker time.

When you look forward to something for so long, the nerves take over, especially when you want to do well.

He lined up on the start line, the only child from his school, ready to move at the sound of the start gun.

Doesn’t he look small at that start line?

Growing up watching and supporting his elder brother competing in races for the borough and County just made him very determined to want to do the same. He had looked forward to following his footsteps and couldn’t wait until he was in Senior school so that he was able to do so.

He ran a superb race, crossing the finish line in 6th place  and securing a place to represent the County in the Inter-Counties Cross Country next month.

Safe to say I had a very happy boy. His persistence paid off and he never gave up. He had his sights on something and grabbed at it with all that he had to give.

On Friday he came home from school sporting a new badge on his blazer. He had called me on his way back and I was a little worried as i had missed his call and he wasn’t answering my returned calls. He came straight over to me saying

“Do you notice anything different?”

Of course I did. I noticed it straight away.

A new badge on his lapel. An Achievement Award Badge rewarded from Jack Petchey Foundation.

There was more. He reached into his bag and pulled out a framed certificate and a letter

He had been awarded Outstanding Achiever after being nominated by another child in his year group at school.

I cried.

Sending your child to a school where they had no friends from their junior school and always wondering if they have made friends or if they have fitted in, is a big worry. So, to read how he was nominated by another child for his running achievements in school but also because he is always engaged and focused in all school activities and school work. His peer also said that he is always willing to help others. This makes me well with such pride.

Just look at his little face in the picture above and see how proud of himself he is!

He has also been rewarded £250 to spend in his school, he needs to choose a department to spend it in. Which, he already knows. Without a doubt it is going to be the P.E department as he wants the school to supply children in athletics a vest to wear instead of wearing their PE shirt.

And if that wasn’t enough of his achievements for the week he topped it all off today by competing for a place in the boroughs team to compete in the London Giving Mini Marathon and securing a place.

My only wish for my boys is to have the very best life, to play hard but equally work as hard to achieve the imaginable. My boys are the greatest thing that ever happened to me, there is nothing more than seeing them smile and hear them laugh. I am super proud of all of them and the young men that they are becoming.

I am one very proud parent

 

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A Proud Mini Marathon Day

My children make me proud everyday, there is always something that either one of them has done that makes me take a deep breath and well up inside. I am proud of all 3 of my boys. But yesterday was a very special day where the whole family was proud of the eldest boy. We watched him compete in the London Mini Marathon.

It was the second time that he has had this amazing experience. He first ran it last year when he was 11 years old, read about the post here . He is not the best runner but he tries really hard to achieve his best. This year was a struggle for him as he had lost his running mojo and as much as I get telling him to go out training he just kept saying ‘yeah, tomorrow’. It wasn’t until the last three weeks that he actually began to put the time in to his training and then he started to get a little worried. On Saturday he got bit by a gnat/horsefly and straight away he had a bad reaction to it. Unlucky for Jak, the bite was on his ankle. It wasn’t long before it was swollen, inflamed and blistered. I gave him piriton and rubbed cream on the bite but it was too late to stop it from swelling, the poison had already got into the blood stream. By Sunday morning the swelling had gone down a little but it was still blistered.

Sunday morning had arrived, Jak had to be at the coach for 6:45. He was going to be travelling with the rest of the boroughs team. As I waved him goodbye amongst his friends, a tear welled up in my eye. My baby wasn’t a baby anymore but instead a young lad. I am proud of him everyday for who he is and who he has turned out to be. Running in races, achieving goals in school and his acting are just those little extra moments that make me more proud of him (if it’s even possible).

The coach pulled away, the next time I will see him will be running down Birdcage Walk, on towards The Mall to the finish line.

Jak’s race was starting at 9:09. We left at 8 to catch the train into to London, dressed up in layers to keep us warm and armed with umbrellas incase it rained we was ready to get a spot along route.

We found (what we thought to be a perfect place) along Birdcage walk, propped against the railings we waited for the under 13’s to arrive. We watched and cheered on the other boys that was passing, recognising the odd boy from our boroughs team and shouting their name to cheer them on.

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The first past us was the under 17 boys in black t-shirts, then it was the under 15 boys in blue t-shirts. Up ahead we spotted the first red t short to come along, it was the under 13 boys. We wasn’t expecting to see Jak within the first lot of boys, so we cheered the boys on and waited a couple of minutes. It is so hard to spot your child as they are all in the same colour t-shirts and about the same height. It wasn’t long before we spotted him. We shouted out his name, but he just kept on running. He looked good. He had a good stride.

I never got to see him pass over the finish line as we had a little trouble trying to cross the road. We had positioned ourselves on the wrong side of the road to the finishing line, and had to wait for a gap in the runners to get across. When we eventually crossed over, Jak was already waiting at the borough’s coach for us to pick him up. Once I had signed to say that I had collected him, we was ready to take him off for a well-earned breakfast.

One other thing that made so proud that day was how his little siblings cheered him on and the look on their little cherub faces as they saw him pass by. My two youngest boys look up to their older brother. As soon as they saw him after the race had finished, they ran up to him and gave him a huge hug.

Proudly showing off his medal
Proudly showing off his medal

Jak is a little upset with his time and was hoping that he would have done better, but to me he was the winner as all I saw out on that big wide road was him. Jak. My big boy. The boy that makes me proud every day.

Well Done Jak!

Country Kids from Coombe Mill Family Farm Holidays Cornwall

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Behind the scenes of a Cow & Gate Commercial

I recently blogged about Oliver’s audition for the Cow & Gate Commercial -read here – After thinking that he didn’t do very well as all he did was walk around the room and climb all over the other children as they was sitting down nicely playing with the musical instruments, Well I’m pleased to announce that he was selected to attend the final shoot. 🙂

I couldn’t believe it when i received the ‘Congratulations‘ email informing me of the good news, my little Oliver might just be on television and not any normal commercial it was one for a very well known baby brand, i love their TV adverts with the cute little ones giggling away and climbing onto furniture.

Once organising a Child Performance licence with our local borough we was given a Call Time for Oliver, we had to be in Islington at 9:30 in the morning, I think we were one of the first group of children to be filmed on the day.

Oliver didn’t have his normal morning sleep on that morning and by the time we arrived at the studios and after sitting in his stroller for the past hour and a half he was definitely in the mood to just run around and not listen to his mummy but just to get up to mischief. Once he was seen by wardrobe and changed into his filming clothes he decided that it would be fun to run away and make an exit for it by running through the door and down the hallway (I think he wanted to join the mother and toddler group that was being held in the other room). We didn’t have to wait long when we was called over along with another little boy to walk over to Angel studios where all the action was going to be filmed.

I had tried to settle Oliver down but that wasn’t going to happen, who was i kidding? all this commotion and lots of new faces and new objects to look at he wasn’t going to sit still so when it was our time for Oliver to make his debut appearance in front of the cameras he all hyper and couldn’t wait to go off and explore the new room he was being taken to.

I had been told that they wanted Oliver to walk into a recording studio, look around, touch things and be generally inquisitive. Oliver had to walk in on his own at first which was ok as he had no idea what he walking through the door to until he toddled in and looked up and saw about 8 grown up faces, cameras and lights all staring back at him, well what do you think he did? Yep! He just turned back round again and ran out the way he came in, out to me saying ‘Mum mum mum’ straight into my arms. He didn’t cry he just wasn’t sure of what he walked into so we tried another way, I walked in and once i was at the other side of the room Oliver followed me in. I had a tear in my eye he looked so small and so lost but he did smile and he seemed to be happy so they carried on filming. oliver sat on the Chair in front of the controls and sat and played with all the buttons, looked at all the flashing lights and even tried to climb on top of the control panel to get a closer look at everything lol.

Picture taken from the Angel Studios website

Oliver really enjoyed sliding the buttons up and down but unfortunately as much as i shouted his name and banged against things to make noise so he would look up so they could get a full view of his little face but he just wouldn’t look up, he probably didn’t understand what was going on and what 13 month old can take direction? I know my Oliver can do some things but telling him to ‘Look over here but keep playing with the buttons’ he just doesn’t understand lol.

After 15 minutes of climbing playing with the controls, putting on head phones, swivelling around on the chair and listening to music the shoot was over. We all went back to the first building where all the other children was waiting for their turn in front of the cameras, we had something to eat and sat around in a huge gymnasium hall where there was lots of toys set out for the little ones to play with. Oliver was now very tired and i couldn’t get him to sit down to eat let alone sit down and calm down to play all he wanted to do was run around trying to make everyone else laugh, he was loving the attention he was getting.

i’m not sitting still
look at all these children mummy?

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Their was lots of little ones at the shoot aged from 9 to 36 months old all from different child modelling agencies and a few that Cow & Gate had auditioned privately, I do believe that all of the children had to do the same things but obviously the older they were the more directable and being able to take orders they was. Because of Olivers age they was only able to keep him for 3 hours and they had one more shoot they wanted him to do so off we went back to the studio for some more filming but this time he was teamed up with an other little boy and placed into the studio to sit on the floor and investigate all of the musical instruments that was placed around on the floor, the first thing oliver did was to place his hand right down the bell of the brass trumpet and giggle because he got it stuck lol he had no idea that he had to push the valves down and there was no way he was going to be able to pick it up as it was very heavy. He had a play with the bongos and the mouth organ and stared at the other little boy while he played with the organ and made noises with it.

After 3 hours it was a wrap

It’s not a definite that Oliver will make it to the final cut of the commercial, i will keep my fingers crossed but if i was to honest to myself there was lots of other children there for the shoot and not all of them will be picked and as Oliver didnt do what he was meant to do i’m not expecting any more Congratulation emails.

I am very pleased that oliver got this far and i am very proud of him 🙂 and I can not wait to see the final Advertisement I think it’s going to be another cute and catchy one just like the others

Thank you for reading my post

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