*sigh*

Ky and I have just been sick for 4 days with what I would call the flu. Hot/cold sweats, high temps, aching body, headaches, you name it.
I am just starting to get better, although have limited hearing in my left ear for some reason, my head is still stuffy and I don't have a whole lot of energy. Now Craig seems to be getting it. Bugger, I feel for the poor bugger having to go to work if he feels anywhere near as bad as I did!
I cooked a roast chicken for lunch, it was nice to actually feel like eating again. It's the first meal I've eaten in days, I had to eat to get Craig off my back, blah blah blahing about not eating properly not being good for me, I know he's right, but obviously he doesn't understand what it's like when your sick because he rarely ever gets sick. I'm making a shephards pie for dinner so that should be nice too.
The good news is I have 1.2 kilos to lose to break the 90 kilo barrier, it has been SOOO long since I was under 90 kilos. I would be freakin' stoked if I could get down to 86 kg's, that's what I was when I delivered Ky 2 years ago.
I think once all this flu is gone I will be really putting in an effort to lose some weight, instead of gaining it.
I'll be 17 weeks tomorrow, scan is booked for 2 weeks time, can't wait!

You know that nuresy rhyme, ring a ring a rosie, then we all fall down.

Well that's how I feel, except I always fall down, and I really don't have the strength to get back up again.

It went something like this.

How my glorious day panned out.

First up
-Found out my Nan has lung cancer just after lunch. Wonderful.

Then
-I accidently put my hand through a glass door, it appears you are supposed to open the door before you push it.

And then
-Mehki was trying to take his nappy off, and indicating that he wanted to go to the toilet. So I took his nappy off and sat him on the toilet and low and behold he did a pee!! yay!

Feeling happy to be alive!

I have to post today.
Today has been such a lovely peaceful day.
The kids have barely argued.
I haven't yelled, nor have I needed to yell because my kids have behaved themselves so nicely.
Leeara has been an absolute delight today, and if I could have one day a week like this with her, then I would be in heaven. Bless her soul, honestly.
There have been so many days lately where I haven't wanted to be alive, let alone a parent with two dependant young children, and today all those days seem to have washed away, and all I can see is the bright light at the end of the tunnel (in a good non dead way!)

If this is what starting to feel better feels like, then I am bloody looking forward to it.

P.S Our decks nearly finished, will post pics probably tomorrow.

leave me alone

What more can these leeches suck out of me?
I don't get a minutes fucking peace to collect my thoughts, it's all wash this, clean that, break up fights, pick up shit off the floor, feed the critters, and then I get a fucking phone call saying can you cook me something for lunch? Do I look like a walking buffet? I can't be fucking bothered feeding myself so I go hungry let alone have to do the kids breakfast and lunch, and then your lunch, and then tea. Yes I know you don't expect lunch everyday but FUCK ME
You people are going to suck the life out of me.Literally.

Changes

So after nearly 2 years on our room. I've kicked the little boy out. He's now in with his sister in a single bed, and so help him if he doesn't sleep all night!
I am also at the point where I am seriously considering gaffa tape to keep his nappy on, I think Craig thinks I'm joking! But I am so not!

It's going to be nice to have our room, and our bed back to ourselves. I just hope it all goes as I intend.

We also cleaned out the kids room, they have fuck all toys left now. I am sick to death of toys being strewn all over the floor, and it's NOT because they are playing with them. So now they have
-toy kitchen
-pram
-few dolls
-few trucks
-a ball
-and a couple of other small things

Funnily enough they have played together this afternoon, and actually played with the stuff in their room! It's going to make cleaning their room a breeze, but I still can't help but feel a tad mean about taking all their toys away! LOL

I am feeling pretty good at the moment. Things between Craig and I are fantastic, the more time we spend together, the more we bond and connect. And I am so in love at the moment :)

I have my first dentist appointment in 7 years this week, that is going to be interesting! I bet I have 60 thousand cavaties!

I have also been selling heaps and heaps of nappies lately, it's been awesome! I think the minkee nappies are going to be a HUGE hit!

I'll be 14 weeks tomorrow, 5 weeks until my 19 week scan which I am soo looking forward too, and 12 weeks until our holiday, I am looking forward to that even more!

Nothing really planned for this week, do up a few brochures to try and get some more nappy business, and I really want to do some baking this week. We went shopping today and food has gotten so expensive! So I will be baking our own bread this week, it's not hard, I just really need to get back into it, and I would like to make some biscuits. This week I'd also like to get some exercise. But I won't set any standards yet. Will update on my progress later.

Have a good week!

frazzled mummy

Dear son,
Please for the love of god stop taking your nappy off and wee'ing on the floor. even worse than that is the nuggets you drop on the floor. Seriously gross love.
So I've dragged your potty out, in future please deposit all surprises in there for mummy or we are seriously going to come to blows at some point.
Whilst we are at it. No more wee'ing in the fridge. In fact stay out of the fridge, I'm sick of you grabbing the butter and eating it straight from the container. Leave the cupboards alone because I'm sick of the mess you make. Stay out of the freakin' pantry, if you are hungry just ask me dammit, it's not like I don't feed you!!
Oh and this whole gotta sleep not 2mm from my Mum allllllllllll night has got to stop, you bloody snore! And manage to connect every limb you own with some part of my body, I'm sick of midnight slaps in the face, and your little feet in my bumcrack, not cool kid!
Oh and whilst we are at it, stop trying to suck on my boobies, you scare the beejesus out of me boy! Especially since when you did get ahold of my nipple you bit me.

-One very frazzled mummy signing off now.

I'm so grumpy

I am so fucking grumpy today.

I wish Craig hadn't gone golfing, Actually I don't care that he's gone golfing I wish he'd taken the brats with him, I'm grumpy and short tempered and don't feel like being mumsy at the moment.

I wish Craig would be more consistent around the house. I'm sick of being the one doing all the cleaning.

Pull your fucking weight or I'm going to do my fucking nut.

This is the part where I'm supposed to be excited because we booked a holiday to surfers paradise, the holidays paid for it's just the spending money we now need to save. Fuck knows how we will do that on one income, our personal loan funds that are supposed to do our bathroom and deck are slowly being depleted. Fuck. I'm trying to fucking hard not to spend money, so fucking hard, so why the fuck are the funds depleting.

Not fucking happy.
Told you I was in a bad mood today.

-The whinger (who has managed to get a couple of weeks in a row of taking her AD, missed last night though, fuckit)