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My Sneaky Sleeper 

My Sneaker Sleeper has struck again.

Definition: A Sneaky Sleeper is someone who falls asleep when they shouldn’t be sleeping. It usually refers to children who take daytime naps really late in the afternoon when mom turns her back for two minutes, and then can’t fall asleep at bedtime because they are not tired. It also applies to husbands and fathers who sneak off to nap, leaving mom to deal with the kids on her own … again, but that’s a whole new post on it’s own, I won’t elaborate now.  Continue reading “My Sneaky Sleeper “

CoSleeping Is A Myth Bed Hopping
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Bed Hopping – Co-Sleeping Is A Myth

I am convinced that co-sleeping is a myth, because whilst they may sleep, I certainly do not.

We have a number of bed hopping configurations in our house. Technically my husband and I share a king size bed, while our two daughters share a room with a 3/4 bed each.

The reality is of course slightly different, and in fact ‘our room’ is their room. Continue reading “Bed Hopping – Co-Sleeping Is A Myth”

Real Advice For New Moms
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Honest Advice for New Moms

When you are pregnant, it doesn’t matter who you are or where you are, every Tammy, Darcy and Harriet is going to pass on their ‘pearls of wisdom’, however unwanted they may be. Everyone wants to share with you the advice they think you need as a new mom, often they go beyond the boundaries of advice and it can become very opinionated and inconsiderate, without realising what they are doing.

What’s That About?

I get it NOW. Now that I’m older and wiser, and more experienced. You’ve gone through this life changing experience and you just want to share your knowledge, learnings and experiences with that one person, in your sights, right in that moment, that one with the round belly who is glowing, either from the beauty of pregnancy or the sweat of it! Continue reading “Honest Advice for New Moms”

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Why Their Routine Is Good For Me

I am a firm believer and advocate of routine.

In my mind I’m still a free bird aged somewhere around 22, who is up for a party at short notice; after work drinks that turn into a full on weeknight bender; buying that last minute short break away; jump in the car and head to a neighbouring country for the weekend kind of girl.

Unfortunately, the reality is that I’m a thirty something year old mom of two little girls, with no babysitters in sight. Continue reading “Why Their Routine Is Good For Me”

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Today I suck!

Today is a write off. 

Due to my inability to switch my brain off last night, I went to sleep late. I watched a double bill of Madam Secretary (love Tea Leoni), and then the end of movie Wedding Ringer. It was around midnight when exhaustion finally took over. 

And then both the girls ended up in our bed at some stage during the night. 

So not only was it a restless night when I did get to sleep, but I got repeatedly whacked in the face by the eldest child who professes to have ‘bad dreams’ and so uses that as her excuse to get in the bed, but when the little one made her way through at some godforsaken hour! Well that was it! She has got to be the worst at sharing a bed! She has this knack of turning sideways so she will burrow her head into one of us, and kick the other in the head, at the same time! Personally I choose the head, as there are two feet and you are never prepared for one foot in the mouth and the other in the stomach! 


Then there are the cats! 
The way our house is designed, it is not possible for them to get in and out the house via a window. Okay, it’s not just the house, it’s also the size of the one cat – he is incapable of jumping high enough or balancing at all due to the size of his stomach, so we have to open the door to let them in or out. 

 
When they are in they tag-team me by alternating either crying next to the bed (the fat one) and springing up onto the bed into my face like a jack-rabbit (the small one) until I eventually get up and let them out. Some indeterminate time late, they will scratch their claws on the glass sliding door until the sound literally penetrates a part of my sleeping brain that ensures I leap up to let them in. This goes on ALL night! 

Then my husband will get up at around 04.30am to get ready and leave for work by 05.00. 

What makes me laugh (not really, I’m crying inside) is that he might get up once during all this going on to let the cats in/out. Otherwise, he sleeps the sleep of the dead! 

(He’s so lucky! 😩)


So anyway, like I was saying. Today is a write-off! I feel like a miserable zombie who is barely capable of going through the motions of being an adult. Thank goodness the girls were at school today. This afternoon will consist of me fending them off with whatever it takes to keep them from being too demanding, this is likely to consist of sweets, cake, DVDs, iPad … And quite possibly anything else they ask for. 

Today I suck at being a mom!