yesterday i realised something very scary... i have become a muttering, crazy person who people avoid making eye contact with. how come every week i vow never again to go shopping with my 2 year old and every week i find myself back in the shops, muttering obscenities under my breath, not only about the thousand other shoppers after the same item as me but also about how much i didnt want a third child and that it was more micks idea than mine. any bystander would think i was a NUTTER and shouldnt be in charge of two small children. my generous father then treats us to a coffee break, which although a welcomed gesture, ends very quickly in my blood pressure going through the roof while mia and claudia climb on chairs, spill drinks, drop food and basically ignore my every request to sit still and be NORMAL.
so next time you come upon someone muttering under their breath, dont be quick to judge them, unless of course they are childless then run in the other direction. *^_^*
am i allowed another whinge? (it is the weekend after all) i hate cleaning my house when the kids are around because they like to 'HELP'. now i can hear all the mums with teenagers saying i should consider myself lucky to have enthusiastic volunteers, but it is very hard to clean the ring around the bath tub with 'grubby bubby' following behind me making more mess on my clean spots. it just bothers me that i cant just get in and do it and be done with it. the whole process takes 3 hours instead of 1 and still isnt done right. aaaaaaaaaarrrrrggggggggg i dont think i am explaining myself properly so i wont bore you any longer.
on a lighter note i have finished the christmas stitching! but have no idea what to do next... i will scour the magazines and come up with a plan.
seems wrong not to post a picture so here is a photo of three little pups that aunty Anita bought ages ago . it is amazing how much each of the pups do look like their owner!
from left to right claudias pup 'chilli' mias pup 'max' and lilis pup 'goldie'
hang on, just found an old pic of the stitching (which is now finished) and what it looked like a few weeks ago...
next time you see this it will be finished.
ok now i am off to a party....
big noises kisses mmwwaah rosey
from left to right claudias pup 'chilli' mias pup 'max' and lilis pup 'goldie'
hang on, just found an old pic of the stitching (which is now finished) and what it looked like a few weeks ago...
next time you see this it will be finished.
ok now i am off to a party....
big noises kisses mmwwaah rosey
8 comments:
Oh I think Mad, Bad and.....can't think of another word other than sad to rhyme with that. What about Bad, Mean and mighty unclean afraid of no one except...no that won't work either.....sadly I think you must be just Normal! Wow I am making no sense at all am I?? You are allowed as many whinges as you wish, it is your Weekend Whinge spot! I have been MIA this week and I finally crawled out from under a pile of boxes and thought I would say hello!! Oh and there is a storm coming, if it hasn't already hit you yet...I am defying it by using the computer! haha HA! Kiss Noises Linda
HI Rosey! I'm back...yes, I have been crazy busy with orders---everyone waits till it gets cold to start ordering their knit hats---go figure ;-) So, by the time I go through my e-mails and get my orders all straighened out with sizes/colors/changes/ the kids are all over me and I have to get off the computer, leaving me with NO fun blog time ;-( But, I'm trying to get caught up. I CANNOT believe you had 67 comments on your halloween party---how awesome is that---you have quite the following! I bet you were grinning from ear to ear!!!!
Ohh, I can identify with this post! I, too, have taken to muttering in public with my child in tow. Although when he was a little smaller, he had some tantrums in store, which resulted in my having to carry him body and bones out of the store and back to the car! I got a lot of stares and WTF looks. Hahaha. I feel your pain, lady! Though I think you are super women to be mom to three kids. Wow.
You know, there is a fine line between genius and insanity. I believe there is also a fine line between madness and parenting. :D
I hear you sister!! I'm also stubbling around the shops with my crew of 5 badgering and begging and then just all out wailing.. I want, can I have, she touched me, she looked at me, I'm busting, i'm hungry, I'm thirsty, I'm tired, I'm not tired, I'm not getting in the trolley, I don't want to get out of the trolley, I'm hungry, I don't want this.... Crazy women have children, bloody lunatics look after other people's!
jo, you are amazing!! i could never tolerate other peoples children longer than 24hours.
i cant stand it when mia needs to do a 'poo' when we just sit down for a coffee and a treat aaaaaaaaaarrrrgggggg the bloody toilet is so far away, i just say no now. missing you xx
Thank you for stopping by my blog and leaving the kind words and then being so nice as to feature my flickr photostream:)
I think the thing I feel bad about now is all those parents that I rolled my eyes at before I had my own toddler. "Can't you control your kid?!" I used to think to myself. "No," is the proper answer, I have learned;)
But that's always the way, isn't it? People THINK they know, but they really don't KNOW until they have their own!!
I know what this is like. My kids may be older but it still turns out the way you described when I take them anywhere.
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