I have found a new love folks. It's called jewellery making. I love it! In the last 3 days I have spent nearly 200 turkish lira buying jewellery. I'm even considering starting to sell it when we get home to make a bit extra money. I think İ've become addicted, but it makes my day go a hell of a lot faster and keeps me busy.

My partner had a surprise for me and my daughter the other day. He come back from the bazaar with 2 little chicks for me and my daughter. They're so cute. We've only had them 4 days and their growing really quick. Their a pair of noisey little buggers aswell. My daughter don't really like them and when we let them run on the floor in the house she gets scared and starts screaming. I suppose she's still a bit young to understand.

I've had a bit of a stressful day today. My mother in law again. She wants my daughter to stop having her dummy and what she does to stop her is put the dummy in red chillie flakes so when she puts it in her mouth her mouth burns and she thinks that will stop her wanting it. Every time she does it I want to knock her head off. What pisses me off more than anything is that she does it without asking me.My daughter is 18 months old and I think still a bit young to take her dummy from her, it's still like her bit of security. I've cut down on her having it in the day, so she's just started to have it at night. My partners told his mother to stop it but she just don't listen. I just think it's better to take her dummy off her slowly than forcing her to give it up, then I would have an unhappy child. She's teething aswell at the moment and dribbling like a good un. Another thing she does is when my daughter is hot and the weather is boiling here at the moment, is give her medicine!!!!!!! What the hell is that all about!!!!!!!!!!! Take a layer off her, if his mother dresses her in the morning she puts 3 layers on her and it could be bloody boiling outside. I don't know how her children survived having medicine poured down their necks when their hot. I know its a different way of life here, I know that I'm half turkish myself but my god I will never understand.

Still no news from the solicitor. I'm praying to god that Monday morning the application will be here. I don't even know if the papers that I sent her were ok. I'm hoping they are. Why has nobody invented a time machine yet so I can fast forward to the day the visa comes and were all on the first plane home. That would be ideal. I'm not feeling sorry for myself at the moment. I found out 2 days ago that my friend has lost her Dad. I can't imagine what their going through but it made me realise there's always some one worse off than you. I think it's thinking like that that has kept me going.