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Holidays and fun days must end :(
Back to school soon. New shoes, trousers, shirts, water bottles….. Lots of money spent, hopefully they’ll look smart for more than 5 minutes!
Memories from this summer – the accidental minion Clan Lanaghan for Tyneside rocks (not that they ever got hidden!)
And there were 4 in the bed…
Whilst having the kids for the summer has been a little stressful at times, I’m gonna miss having all the minions around! This was the only summer we’ll ever spend all together like this and that makes me sad.
Although there’s a plus side – I’m glad to be back in my own bed, and this year the midgies decided I was tasty and bit me. A lot. And I have Pilates and aquafit tomorrow, I’ve missed my exercise classes (although walking for miles wearing a baby should have helped keep me fit!)
And maternity leave is running out.. Still waiting to hear about a job, so just trying to ignore the impending sense of doom, panic and waves of stress til nearer the time 🙁 never felt this bad about going back to work after mat leave, I thought I’d manage better third time round!
New year, same life..
After a break from blogging due technical and life difficulties, I signed up to blogging 101 to try and get back in the habit.
Lesson one? Who I am and why I’m here.
That led to a bit of ‘what’s the meaning of life’ type thinking, but I don’t think that’s what they’re after.
So, without further ado… My House:
My house is like my blog. It’s small and gets overcrowded and sometimes there’s a bit too much going on. There are kids – 1 & 2 (large and small). A zombie gnome (there really is, it’s new) as we have a bit of a zombie thing going on after a thing last year. The things in the windowsill in jars are crochet hooks (crochet is usually a major theme) and buttons – yes, I know it looks like a jar of pills. It’s not, honest. The spidery-type things behind the jars are balls of wool, being true to their role in my house by threatening to take over. The door is open as husband has nipped out for a game of football (he seems to have forgotten the ball though) and you can here music – another blog theme and all that’s ever be on in here if I didn’t let the kids watch cartoons sometimes.
So, that covers a lot of it really.. I missed me, I’m probably on the sofa with a camomile & spearmint tea, telling the kids to stop staring at people passing by.
The blog started as somewhere to put stuff, and hopefully find people like me, who don’t have a lot of time in the real world. That’s about it really!
And today was the first Monday back at work after xmas, which we’ve christened ‘Miserable Monday’. That’s a thing now, honest!
A terrifying picture…
This picture scares me:
It looks like it’s simply the innocent scribbling a of a young child, which is kind of true. Until said child explains what the picture is.
It’s called “picture of mammy with two babies in her tummy”
Just in case you’re wondering, mammy does not have two babies in her tummy. She has no babies in her tummy. Which is good. Babies cost money (which mammy does not have) and another one would mean the end of working mammy, as childcare cost lots. Which is why the prospect of two at once is simply terrifying!
There followed much conversation about where the inspiration for this picture came from…
Long story short, my kid wants more younger siblings.
Keep wishing kid!
Scooting
Isn’t good for migraines. Codeine works better.
