30 Jul 2009 19:19 I need wine
God, what a couple of hectic days. Honestly, trying to juggle work and home life is so hard sometimes. I've been in agency pitches for work all day yesterday and most of today which has meant not getting home till gone 7pm. Meaning I miss my little monkey completely and dont get to see him until briefly the next morning. Today has been really tiring - topped off by walking through the front door to be handed two children and a husband on the way out the door for nights work. Not impressed. Little man is now in bed after a couple of 'wee wee mummy' runs to the toilet, dishwasher on, warm wine in hand (forgot to put it in the fridge...basic mistake) and pizza on order. I cant muster the energy to cook for me and eldest so Pappa John's finest (as well as a large side-order of Ben and Jerry's Phish Food ice-cream) is winging it's way to my door.
Four days off work now...can't wait.
Four days off work now...can't wait.
29 Jul 2009 07:44 Morning
Well, hair trial went really well. Amazing what you can do with a a can of hair spray and some pins!
I'm yet to figure out why my little boy feels the need to wake us up at the same time every day (5.22am) and insists on bringing the contents of his bed into ours. I spend my half-awake morning state lying in between muslin clothes (or 'Goo-Goo's' to Oz), a dummy, a huge red toy bus, 'Clifford' his little red puppy toy and an array of bottles off my bedside cabinet. Just when you get comfy - he refuses to share the bed so you constantly fight for space - he decides it's definitely time to get up so hops out of bed and whacks the light on thus ensuring retinas are damaged for good. I'll give him credit though, he then stands there shouting 'Come on then mummy!' until I eventually roll out of bed. Can't think where he gets his stubborn streak from........
I'm yet to figure out why my little boy feels the need to wake us up at the same time every day (5.22am) and insists on bringing the contents of his bed into ours. I spend my half-awake morning state lying in between muslin clothes (or 'Goo-Goo's' to Oz), a dummy, a huge red toy bus, 'Clifford' his little red puppy toy and an array of bottles off my bedside cabinet. Just when you get comfy - he refuses to share the bed so you constantly fight for space - he decides it's definitely time to get up so hops out of bed and whacks the light on thus ensuring retinas are damaged for good. I'll give him credit though, he then stands there shouting 'Come on then mummy!' until I eventually roll out of bed. Can't think where he gets his stubborn streak from........
28 Jul 2009 18:48 Hair
Hi. I'm new. I thought I'd start now as, well...what better time to start blogging!
I'm off now for the hair trial for my sisters wedding in September - wish me luck! My little boy is a pageboy and I keep trying to break it to my sister that he's not going to be the perfect little man, standing still in his beautifully clean suit. He's most likely to scream 'MUMMY, POOOOOOO!!!!' at the top of his lungs at the crucial 'I do' moment. Oh well. Will reprort back with hair news.
I'm off now for the hair trial for my sisters wedding in September - wish me luck! My little boy is a pageboy and I keep trying to break it to my sister that he's not going to be the perfect little man, standing still in his beautifully clean suit. He's most likely to scream 'MUMMY, POOOOOOO!!!!' at the top of his lungs at the crucial 'I do' moment. Oh well. Will reprort back with hair news.
