Calming The Mother-Pluck Down!

I've officially come to the end of my tether people. I mentioned in Mondays post that Flynns behaviour has been steadily driving me nuts lately and I was dreading spending a full week at home with him. We actually didn't start out too badly but after an afternoon of screaming from Tully ( damn you teething during a heatwave! ) I kind of lost my shit at him when he lost his shit at me. Over having his hair washed, mind you, of all bloody things. Yes, ladies and gentleman, I have well and truly hit the wall.

In fact, I am so bamboozled that I have sat down and read my first ever 'parenting book'. Sat for the last 45 minutes and tore through it, cover to cover.

Its called ' Be Calm ' by Michelle Kennedy, and I picked it up from my aunty when she let my sister and I take the pick of her stuff before she moved to Townsville ( a pre-garage sale rummage, if you will. I got a heap of great books for the kids too ). Its not a weighty tome, but rather an easy to read ' how bout you try this? ' type of instructional. It actually reads a bit like a conversation with a friend, or a mothers group, which I liked about it. It made me feel better to see that I actually already practice a lot of the strategies in the book, and I'm kind of looking forward to tomorrow to see if the opportunity arises to try some more.

A mother, looking forward to a tantrum? Sounds mental doesn't it? But even if its just for tomorrow, I'm going to look at Flynns epic nana-chucking as a chance to practice being a better Mum.
That's after my 'me-time' first thing in the morning though. Even if that 'me-time' only involves doing the grocery shopping without any children. It may not be everybodys idea of ' me-time' but when you're a busy mum, you'll take what you can get!

The Final Hurdle

Good.Bloody.Gravy.

I've had no trouble organising and planning my wedding over the last 9-ish months and now, with only 4 sleeps to go, we've got a potential problem in getting the money for our bar tab organised before Saturday. Four.Sleeps.People. Four sleeps - and it looks like i'm going to lose at least one of them worrying whether things will work out.

To the selfish, lazy, lying butthole ( who will not be named but you can figure it out if you know anything about wedding tradition and bar tabs... ) - pull your bloody finger out, stop making crap up because we dont bloody believe you, and try not let me or Mick down again. I said "try" but i dont think you'll be able to follow through on that one ( you know, as per usual ).

Otherwise you WILL be dealing with one stroppy bride come Saturday evening!

Its Only One - Right?!?

I'm a little alarmed - do you know what happened? Do you want to know what i found this morning? What i saw, while i stood in my underwear in front of the bathroom mirror and brushed my hair? Do you know what was gleaming out at me from amid my luscious chocolate brown?


A grey hair.

One grey hair - next stop? Full Arctic Fox!

I'm only 27 - you dont get grey hair when your 27! But no, here it was, a shiny silver strand sticking out like a sore thumb. I was going to try and pass it off as blonde but no, there's no lying about it... it was grey. And, just like a mice, we know where there is one, there are at least half a dozen. ( none of which i could see on closer inspection.) I had half a mind to put in a plastic sandwich bag and bring it to work to show my workmates - " See what the stress is doing to me!?! ". But then i realised not only would i have grey hair, but i'd also be accused of being completely mental. ( Which may or may not be true, we dont need to discuss that right now ).

But in all seriousness - a grey hair? Am i going prematurely silver? Or is it just a physical manifestation of all the stress and worry that caused last weeks super-meltdown?

I'm going to blame the months of concealed emotions - apparently not only do they eventually cause a tear-streaked, snotty meltdown, they also come sprouting out the top of your head....

Argh!!

Image from here

Why argh! ? Because i wrote a whole blog post at work today and it has somehow - again! - disappeared into cyber space. So please enjoy the little stuffed monster dude up there until tomorrow when i can find either find the lost post or find the motivation to write it again....