This post has been inspired by Fat Mum Slim’s September Photo a Day challenge x Today was full of blue sky and sunshine. We’ve had a few ‘fine’ days, but that’s not the same as a sunny day. The kind of day where the sun’s rays feel warm on your skin and burst through your windows, making your whole house bright. I took this photo while I was outside with the Little Mister, giving him time on the swings (he’s obsessed). The air felt different today. It actually felt more like spring than winter (we are lucky enough to get some sunny winter days but there’s usually a little chill…
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But(t) it was an accident!
Pic I went shopping for shoes yesterday. Exciting, right? Usually when I go looking for shoes to fit my size 5, broad, flat as a pancake feet (I seriously have no instep), the experience doesn’t go as smoothly as hoped. “Oh, we don’t stock your size. We’ll have to order them in. Do you have a crapload of time to waste, many days from now, to come and try them on? Then buy them out of guilt because we went to so much trouble?” “Sorry, we only have ugly shoes in your size. Would you like to view the senior citizen range or the 12 year old girl variety?” Yesterday…
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It was just one of those days.
Pic Do you ever have “one of those” days? The ones where strange things keep happening and you start to take it all a little personally? As a parent, I have those days on and off all the time. The exact same events could play out on any given day and you can laugh it off and think, “Well, that was hilarious! Carry on, then!” and on another day those same events can feel like utter crap, making you doubt everything you believed about yourself as a parent. A couple of weeks ago I noticed on my twitter and facebook feeds that other baby mamas like myself were struggling from…
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The Little Mister’s first proper sleep over.
Pic: Yes, it was! Last weekend something big happened. Well, it was big for me. That’s what she said. Oh. Ew. Let me start again… Last weekend was a significant event in the Little Mister’s life. Actually, it probably wasn’t really a massive deal to him, but it was to me! Last weekend was the Little Mister’s very first proper sleep over at the grandparents’ place. We didn’t pick him up at midnight, we didn’t come back to stay the rest of the night in the next room just in case. We went to our house and slept in our own bed and picked him up in the morning. AND…
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I’m saving these for his 21st birthday.
There are lots of great parents out there who decide that they will spare their children the humiliation that they endured as innocent, trusting babies. They vow never to give them dodgy haircuts (mullets, anyone?), dress them in embarrassing costumes, make them and their siblings wear home made matching tracksuits specifically for wearing on family holidays (Mum, I’m looking at you)…all of which will be photographed to death and brought out when they turn 21. Never will these wonderful parents allow their children to suffer in such a way. Such good people. *sigh* I am not one of these parents. Ever since I found out I was pregnant I have…