As I lie here still in my pit at 8 am (almost unheard of in this house) with the toddler playing in his room and the baby making grunting pug noises in his sleep next to me, really makes me feel like for once I’m winning (it wont last)
I’m hoping Max will get bored of playing and take himself back to bed. Somehow I doubt that will happen. I give it 5 more minutes before his screaming mummmmmm at the top of his lungs (bloody toddlers)
I feel a smidgen guilty that im spending this time blogging from bed. I really should be sorting out the babes next bottle or getting Max dressed.Isnt it crazy feeling bad doing something for myself.My whole life is about my family yet I begrudge myself 20 minutes to myself. Thats crazy talk right there sometimes us mummas need to take some time out. Im pretty sure the hubby doesn’t feel guilty when hes playing xbox. That’s men for you they just opeeate differently to us ladies.
Fast forward 5 minutes
Ok party times over as I dash downstairs to sort out Kai’s bottle. He really will be screaming for it soon and thats just not a great way to start our saturday. I had to leg it past Max at the gate holding every teddy he has in his arms and see his eyes light up at the prospect of freedom. Sorry son one child at a time.
So that was my weekend lie in. Oh how times change when you have kids. We’ve swapped lie ins and naps for screaming babes,dirty nappies and sleepless nights.
Hands up who else managed an extra 10 mins in bed and will you be paying for it later.
So max has a new word “no”. Only he says it in some cutesy sing song way.
Its really pissing me off.
Hes been quite naughty this afternoon. Im not going to make excuses hes been a bloody sod.
Days like this i just think why me what happened to my lovely child. Its only going to get worse as he gets older.
I think at the moment he knows im not physically able to chase him down (he obviously doesnt rate my bark). He just loves to push me to the edge.
Theres a dr pepper and a bar of choclate i in the fridge its the throught of this thats getting me through. Roll on bedtime (his) then i can have five minutes peace.
Anyone elae having a nightmare day with a nightmare toddler.
Max had a appointment at the hospital recently to get his eyes checked out. We’d noticed that sometimes his left eye would turn in slightly normally when he was eating or tired.
I took him to the docs and he just referred him straight to the consultant at the hospital.
The appointment confirmed what we had suspected he’s slightly long sighted.
Before there was any discussion of patches or ops he has to give glasses a try to see if they can correct the eye problem.
He’s been wearing the new specs for a few weeks (I say wearing it’s quite sporadic at the moment) sometimes he’s great at keeping them on and often he’s not. It all depends on his mood. If he’s stropping then these are the first thing to go. It can be stressful for me but I think we just need to perceiver.
When the consultant first said he had to wear glasses I initially felt really sad. I was so worried about what other people would say. I spend way to much time worrying about what other people think. Now he’s had them a while I’m getting used to seeing him in them. He’s still a little stunner and gets lots of compliments about them.
We back up the hospital in September so let’s hope the eye will have corrected itself by then.