What's up Wednesday

Wednesday and we're all about the happenings over here...

What we're eating: not much! Am in total moving mode so keep failing to do a massive food shop because, you know, we're moving soon. This is resulting in me opening the fridge every night at 5pm and thinking 'shit...' then cobbling together something crap for the boys, Husband getting in after 7pm, asking what's for dinner and being told 'nothing...?' and us both eating cereal on our laps at 9.30pm. This has to stop. Must buy food.

What I'm reading: shed loads of ridiculous emails from our solicitors, emails from our vendors, emails from their solicitors...inbetween these mind-numbingly boring emails I am trying to read Liane Moriarty's latest download which is called The Last Anniversary. Good, but I fear Little Lies has ruined me for all other books ever?!

What I'm reminiscing about: still on the nursery. Boo. The light green walls that hold so much emotional ammo. Can't bear it. Move on...

What I'm looking forward to: am aware this will be the most yawn-inducing post ever if I write 'moving day' so am going with, dinner tonight with the PLA girls in which I hope to get lots decided upon and sorted, followed by a run tomorrow (last night's felt amazing!) and then a playdate we have planned for Friday with 3 amazing toddler friends and their Mamas (and one token Papa!) Can Not Wait!

What I'm loving: Toddler has a brand new bright yellow rain mac. It's an absolute staple every Spring and makes my heart puff out of my chest each and every time he puts it on. Love!!

What we've been up to: Toddler started his first 'big boy' swimming lesson this week and it was a raring success. Am trying hard to not be 'pushy Mama' but am quietly convinced he's in the wrong class. I'll give them another few lessons then query it!! Other than that, not much. This week has been quieter and more home-based than last few due to the disruption of last Thursday and the subsequent problem-solving phonecalls I had to make. Sigh! On the upside, I've done a lot of laundry!

What I'm dreading: Hmm, I don't know if I have a current dread?? Need to make a doctors appointment for an issue I've had for, ooh, 4 years now? And that will be pretty pants, but I'm not dreading it so much as just putting it off due to boredom and general pregnancy-related-you-ruined-me-rage if you see what I mean?!

What I'm working on: Am pinning home decor ideas like a mad thing. And am seriously working on not wearing boots every damn day. I need some sunny days so I can crack out my converse. I genuinely think my winter boots this year will have to go in the bin soon. It's unheard of for me to get rid of shoes but after 2 winters of wearing them every single day they are almost a dead man. Sad times!

What I'm excited about: Nana, my sister and I have a weekend trip to Edinburgh planned. And Easter is coming up. And my birthday, which is doubly exciting because it lands on Easter Sunday when I CAN FINALLY DRINK ALCOHOL AGAIN!! Woo!! And then Baby will be one, which I am equal measures excited for and sad about. Boo!

What I'm watching: trying to catch the reruns of Modern Family Season 6 which I missed first time round (don't really know how, I blame our crappy TV box, grr) as it is my absolute favourite and I love it. Other than that, not much. Not a fan of the TV really.

What I'm listening to: we're still rocking 1989 in our car and have just added a brand new Jolly Phonics CD into the mix. Woo!

What I am annoyed by: the latest breastfeeding debate, which I will post properly about this week. Grr. Just grr! Also, the sad news that a man who committed suicide in a nearby city this week was goaded into jumping off a tall building by bystanders below. There are no words...

What I'm wearing today: skinny jeans, the almost dead winter boots, a tshirt underlayer and a reversible baggy sweater thing. Lots of new black eyeliner and a determined look ;-)

So that's what's happening over here this week. What's up with you?!

Poop

Husband went for a run this evening and instead of bundling Toddler off to bed when the clock struck seven I snuggled up next to him on our bed and watched just one more transformers!

Husband came home, lay down next to us and joined in the viewing. 

Little voice pipes up: Goodness me, Daddy, you smell like poo!!

Oh how I laughed 😄😄😄

Eco-Mum

HOW WE'RE SO VERY DIFFERENT 

*adopts animals like there's no tomorrow

*breastfeeds on demand. Ask her when baby M last fed and she laughs in my face then looks at me with pity and amusement

*co-sleeps

*enjoys camping 

*likes mud

*when things don't go to plan she just shrugs her shoulders. Her nursery still doesn't have blackout blinds and baby M is 15 weeks old. I'd have killed Husband long before my due date if that kind of shit happened over here. She literally just shrugs! She left mine last week and took the wrong turn, took her 95 mins to do a 45min journey. I'd have been in tears 😫

*doesn't see mess 

WAYS WE ARE KINDRED SPIRITS

*acerbic wit!

*love of shoes and red lipstick

*favourite food: jacket potatoes with cheese!!

*she has the craziest, most loveable blond toddler boy I've ever met (next to Toddler of course) The boys are kindred spirits, never mind us!

*log burner mutual appreciation

*wine. Lots of wine! 

*she is the most excellent listener and never says stupid things like 'isn't it time you got over it now, three years is enough sadness, dear' (True story, apparently there's now a time limit on grief, thank you kind random in Waitrose last weekend???)

*Bond appreciation fan club 

*equal speed texter 

*tolerates Nana

She's one of my newest friends, all shiny new and exciting. I have loved her since the day I met her, she's so genuine and hilarious, sarcastic and dippy. I'm so excited to see why we've met and what we get to teach each other. I suspect she's not a transient friend. I pray she's not a transient friend xxx 

Show and Tell Tuesday

So this is yet another new link-up I found on Shay's family blog. Basically, every Tuesday we get given a new title and have to answer in a post!

Oh yay and I've discovered it just in time for 'Tell me all about your most embarrassing moment!' Yikes!!

This is not as easy to answer as I originally thought when I first read it. At the time, I'm sure lots of things I've done have felt like the most cringe-worthy thing ever. Headbutting a friend's dog and having to go to A&E for stitches in my nose. Falling over on the stage at secondary school awards day. Standing on the nursery slopes for the first time, frozen in fear and crying hot little tears into my scarf. At the age of 21. The shame!

But in hindsight, Pfft, no biggy. Have a shocking story to tell at dinner parties, gave 200 people a good laugh and no one died, overcame the fear and now love to ski. 

And embarrassing moments didn't stop when I hit 21 and grew up. Just last week I called a gentleman Malcolm to his face through an entire dinner, his name was Graham. I slid across the main shopping centre corridor in crappy boots with no grip the other day and if I hadn't had Baby's pushchair to hold onto I'd have fallen flat on my arse. Never mind shitting yourself in labour, I have this thing called 'involuntary pushing' which, whilst incredibly handy as it means I could essentially deliver my children whilst unconscious, I sound like a fucking walrus during every contraction. Every damn time I cry it's embarrassing because I look like a hot mess and currently I cry a lot. 

But you know, it doesn't bother me. I am big enough now to laugh it off. I have enough true girlfriends around me who know who I am, what I am and I really don't care what randoms think about me anymore. Not in an arrogant way, just in a genuinely carefree way. I have a broken heart, two babies to care for, a brilliant Husband and a wonderful circle of friends. Things that used to make me want to curl up and die make me go red, have a small hot flush, then make me laugh out loud and text a girlfriend to share the shame. 

Life really is too short for embarrassment. Embrace the comedy!!

Oh holy shitstorm

Words will totally fail me for this post, as well as rile me beyond comprehension, so let me fill you in as briefly as possible. 

Thursday pm: our buyers pulled out. No reason. No warning. 

Spent 24hrs in tears. 

Friday pm: we were saved by Nana and so far, fingers crossed, God willing, it's all back on again but we inadvertently have a small property portfolio and Husband needs to become a male escort to pay the mortgages. No pressure. 

And from this we have learned two major things. 1) people are selfish careless bastards who really don't give a shit about how their actions effect other people around them. I have to trust that karma will teach them a hard lesson sooner rather than later. And 2) estate agents really are slimy two-faced pricks. Ours assured me all would be fine, she would do all she could to retain our new house, don't panic tra la la and then promptly rang up our vendors and told them to get it back on rightmove. If she doesn't sell this before we complete I'm listing it with another agent in town and she can swivel. Bitch!

Anyway, need to ensure paperwork is on mortgage guy's desk by 9am Monday but hopefully it will all be ok now. She says. Too scared to exhale. 

And in an attempt to cheer up this post I shall now list the wonderful gifts Husband and children bought for me to celebrate Mothers Day. 

Oh no. Hang on. Sigh. 

Yesterday was open day at Toddler's new school for September so we all set off to remind ourselves of what we signed him up for 2.5 years ago and officially paid for 6 months ago. Luckily, all is as we remember and things will go ahead as planned. There are things to improve, things to question and things I already know I'll argue over but on the whole I am satisfied it is the right place for him right now. We met the new Head, poor bastard hasn't got a clue what's coming his way, and introduced Toddler. Figured he may as well meet the kid who will spend most of his first year of formal education in his office 😉So they're friends which is nice. 

Now we've just got to buy his uniform at the grand cost of £185 plus extras. Feck it. Posh Mama has just taken over the uniform shop, am gonna tap her up for some discount goods!! 

Right must go, boys are about to have a fistfight over a spoon. And by that I mean Toddler and Husband (can you say 'stubborn'??)

Looking forward to my totally Mama-centric relaxing afternoon of Cars the movie with toffee popcorn and Freddo bars (apparently Husband asked him what Mama would like best and that's what Toddler replied...and Husband believed him....!) followed by a very late lunch at Yummy Mummy's house. Hazzah!!

Have a great day xx