Month: March 2016

Wedding Planning

Trying to plan a wedding around children is hard! Constant distractions from various small people.
“Mum,I need a drink!”
“Mum,she took my toy!”
“Daaaad, where’s mum??”

Thankfully it’s mostly just paying off the various suppliers and booking the caterers. All wedding decor has been purchased,delivered and stored away. The dress has been decided on. The shoes are amazing! Wedding rings? Check!
Invitations have yet to be sent out thanks to lots of other distractions. The stress from that has been indescribable! The cake needs to be booked last minute due to what we are having. The children all have outfits figured out. And as much as I know my 4 year old wants to be dressed as Elsa I’ve had to say no to that one 😂 Also had to say no to a ninja turtle and Spider-man… 

Marriage before children certainly does look easier. I’m looking forward to sharing our day with our small monsters though. My lack of family has made this the perfect opportunity for my teen girls to give me away. I think that’s the part which will make me cry the most.

Crap! I forgot about the flower baskets! … 

x N x

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But Mums Are Supposed To Be Serious

Who makes up these stupid mummy rules? The ones that say we must act prim and proper.  The rules that say we have to be serious. In other words,boring!
Stop telling mummy’s to be so dull! We weren’t always a mum. We used to be young and carefree.  We used to laugh at dick jokes in the pub with our equally silly friends.
At what point did it become a bit wrong to be fun?
I like the odd drink(when not pregnant!) and I like to watch silly comedies. I laugh at silly jokes. I still pull stupid faces at the Mister behind his back when he says something I don’t agree with.
I was browsing a website for craft supplies last night and saw this picture of foam bunny shapes

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My inner child saw two rampant bunnies! I sniggered. 

Let mums be fun again. We know when to be serious. We know not to say and do certain things in front of children.  But we aren’t bloody robots who are programmed to get up,clean, cook,watch the kids and then switch off! 

And to all you mums out there who are too serious ~ look at the foam bunny pic again and tell me they are not having more fun than you 😉

x N x

Don’t Feed Me Past Midnight!

It’s gone midnight here. It is now March 15th. Due date! We made it to 40 weeks without too many tantrums. Although this past week has been nothing less than hormone hell. The Mister is probably contemplating moving into the children’s playhouse. I feel I deserve a medal for doing this for 40 weeks but right now I’d settle for a good sleep and then birth.

Come on,baby! Time is up!

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How Many?!

When I tell people how many children we have the response varies. Mostly it’s a look of shock. Large families are not unusual though. I can understand why some couples stick to just one or two children but we are not those couples. 
We are a step family. The children are all my biological little monsters. I had a previous relationship that resulted in a split. We used to be a family but it just wasn’t meant to be. I met the Mister before I met my ex funnily enough. A night out in the pub with a friend and he caught my eye. I won’t say love at first sight but it was definitely lust!

So,I went on to get my man many years later and have more children. It wasn’t something I’d ever planned. At first I told him my baby days are over! I should have known… 

“Don’t you have a television?!” (Yes, but The Walking Dead is only on for about an hour. Then I get bored)
“How many?!” (7 until the new one arrives. Count them.)
“Are they all yours?!” (I think so. I don’t remember stealing any children)
“You must really love sex!” (I find that one horrid)
“Any twins?” (No,all singles)
“Have you thought about getting sterilised/a vasectomy??” (Yes. Mister is going for the snip after #8 is safely in our arms)

People can also say lovely things. I recently had a lady tell me how wonderful it was for her growing up in a big family. She never felt lonely and had lots of memories of her siblings as children.
In all honesty I’m not sure what I’d do if I had just the one or two children. I need to keep busy. As much as I love my time alone and being able to relax I also cannot sit still for long. My little army of monsters keep me busy. They are an entertaining bunch!

x N x

Attempted Gardening

Today I said “hey kids! You know what’s fun? Making mummy’s garden look pretty!”. So they all cheered and dropped the handfuls of mud they were slinging around.
I’m a terrible gardener.  I do try my best,honest. I have a shed,two outdoor storage boxes and lots of ideas. I’m just no good at actually growing anything. I throw seeds and bulbs into the soil and just sort of hope for the best.
Our wedding is looming and our reception is going to be held in our garden. Quaint little tea party sort of thing. So I’m desperate to have flowers blooming. I have fixed up and painted the playhouse so it looks like a little English country cottage. Ok,so I tried to make it look like a cottage.
As a mum I kinda thought this stuff would come naturally. Motherhood would bring amazing baking skills,the ability to clean everything to a spotless shine and be an expert gardener.

Not so much.

x N x

All Systems Go!… Oh

Cooking dinner last night and I had a sudden twinge.
“Ooh,how exciting!” I say. The Mister completely ignoring my funny little breathless sounds,the pacing up and down. Finished cooking,served up,attempted to eat. Took a few mouthfuls and decided that a trip to the bathroom was needed. And another. Contractions started so cue one excited mum!
“I think this is it”, I tell the Mister.  He sends me off upstairs to sit on the birth ball. He calls work and says he’d best stay home because I’m possibly in labour. My birth partner rushes over.

Nothing else happens. No more bathroom trips or feelings of labour. Just a few odd contractions and lots of frustration. 39 weeks pregnant today and no more signs. All the excitement has turned into disappointment.  We are so ready to meet our new bundle!

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Mother’s Day Here In The UK

Happy Mother’s Day to all of you mamas! I hope you have been looked after by your beautiful families. Today for me has been so lovely. The Mister had breakfast in bed delivered to me(cold croissants and Tesco Finest Jam,with a luke warm vanilla coffee!). I was able to stay in bed and just catch up on reading my latest purchase for the Kindle. Ventured downstairs to find our youngest enjoying her brunch…

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It’s now 3pm and the house is silent. Mister is at the park with the children while the orange one has a nap.

I’ve thoroughly loved today! No cards,flowers or chocolates.  No new mugs that I’d need to find space for in our kitchen cupboard. No fancy jewellery. Instead I had my teenagers send me beautiful messages of love.  I got to eat breakfast (it really was quite delicious) without being pestered for something. I have had some time to just relax. Bliss.

x N x