I feel so gross right now.
There are rats and mice in my house. I've got so desperate to get rid of them that I've put posin out. God I wish they would fuck off. Filthy rotten bastards. My house smells like mice, and that grosses me out so much. My bedroom smells like mice, WTF? Why would they be going into my bedroom? Ugh.
I think I will be contacting a pest controller this week. I can't stand it, it makes me feel so dirty. I can hear them in the roof! yuk yuk yukkity yuk.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Beware, a severe dose of bitching coming up about.....now.
Why the fuck does my house look like a bomb has hit it at nearly every moment of the day?
I feel like a fucking rat on one of those wheel things, I keep on running and don't get anywhere!
I cannot cook and clean and nurse a newborn, and look after two other littlies when my house is about to be condemmed. Ok, so I know it's not that bad, but today has been a shit of a day. The baby didn't want to be put down which would be fine if I had another set of arms, or if I didn't have other stuff I needed to do. He's lucky he's so damn gorgeous, or I might just peg him out with the next load of washing. And the house looks terrible. I am houseproud really. I just can't get it to a standard and maintain it. I feel suffocated.
The dog we are dogsitting chewed my fucking favourite shoes. I took them off to have a bounce on the trampoline(mostly to relieve some of today' stress) and he chewed them. They were also my wedding shoes. Not.happy.mongrel.
Why does my computer desk accumulate soooo much crap, and where the heck does it come from. You literally have to tiptoe past it or you cause an avalanche of papers and crap falling down everywhere. *sigh*
Why does breastfeeding not make me shed weight? Ugh. I like to eat, I hate to exercise, these things should not be working against me!
I think the universe hates me.
Why the fuck does my house look like a bomb has hit it at nearly every moment of the day?
I feel like a fucking rat on one of those wheel things, I keep on running and don't get anywhere!
I cannot cook and clean and nurse a newborn, and look after two other littlies when my house is about to be condemmed. Ok, so I know it's not that bad, but today has been a shit of a day. The baby didn't want to be put down which would be fine if I had another set of arms, or if I didn't have other stuff I needed to do. He's lucky he's so damn gorgeous, or I might just peg him out with the next load of washing. And the house looks terrible. I am houseproud really. I just can't get it to a standard and maintain it. I feel suffocated.
The dog we are dogsitting chewed my fucking favourite shoes. I took them off to have a bounce on the trampoline(mostly to relieve some of today' stress) and he chewed them. They were also my wedding shoes. Not.happy.mongrel.
Why does my computer desk accumulate soooo much crap, and where the heck does it come from. You literally have to tiptoe past it or you cause an avalanche of papers and crap falling down everywhere. *sigh*
Why does breastfeeding not make me shed weight? Ugh. I like to eat, I hate to exercise, these things should not be working against me!
I think the universe hates me.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Yikes, I'm 23. Happy belated birthday to me.
I have a 5 year old, where did my baby go?
I'm tired. I decided to have a few drinkies last night, and got a but tipsy. Getting up at 230 am to pump and dump is not my idea of a 'big night'
Thank god for frozen breastmilk.
Now for some random thoughts running through my head.
Husband says we are mostly stopping at 4 kids beause we only have a 3 bedroom house, now by all accounts that makes sense to me, but dammit can't we just buy a bigger house?
I have been cooking soo much, boston buns, cupcakes, custard cream biscuits (by the dozens) and unfortunately breastfeeding does nothing for weightloss for me. But then neither does PCOS, or no exercise at all. *sigh* my heart must hate me.
Netball season is just around the corner. I can't wait, at least I will get a little bit of exercise every week now!
Eli slept for 7 hours last night.... so stoked right now, and hoping thats a sign of things to come.
Huband is currently painting Leearas room, she should have her own room this week.... super duper exciting!
There's 7 acres for sale down the road for 40K, am thining about buying it to build a bigger house. I wonder how much we'd need to build a house?
We have th 3rd of the 4 foster care interviews tomorrow. The training is booked in for next month and the month after.... totally looking forward to it! Another reason to get a bigger house!
Must go have a squawking child.
I have a 5 year old, where did my baby go?
I'm tired. I decided to have a few drinkies last night, and got a but tipsy. Getting up at 230 am to pump and dump is not my idea of a 'big night'
Thank god for frozen breastmilk.
Now for some random thoughts running through my head.
Husband says we are mostly stopping at 4 kids beause we only have a 3 bedroom house, now by all accounts that makes sense to me, but dammit can't we just buy a bigger house?
I have been cooking soo much, boston buns, cupcakes, custard cream biscuits (by the dozens) and unfortunately breastfeeding does nothing for weightloss for me. But then neither does PCOS, or no exercise at all. *sigh* my heart must hate me.
Netball season is just around the corner. I can't wait, at least I will get a little bit of exercise every week now!
Eli slept for 7 hours last night.... so stoked right now, and hoping thats a sign of things to come.
Huband is currently painting Leearas room, she should have her own room this week.... super duper exciting!
There's 7 acres for sale down the road for 40K, am thining about buying it to build a bigger house. I wonder how much we'd need to build a house?
We have th 3rd of the 4 foster care interviews tomorrow. The training is booked in for next month and the month after.... totally looking forward to it! Another reason to get a bigger house!
Must go have a squawking child.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Monday, March 9, 2009
mm spew...
I just love it when Im breastfeeding and my son lets go of my boob and spews all over it.
The boy doesn't get his class from me I swear!
Bless his little grommity soul.
On a good note I've been baking again. Like my arse needs any more custard cream biscuits..... DOH!
The boy doesn't get his class from me I swear!
Bless his little grommity soul.
On a good note I've been baking again. Like my arse needs any more custard cream biscuits..... DOH!
Sunday, March 8, 2009
It's been 5 days since I blogged. Where the hell has that gone? My little man is 3 weeks old tomorrow. That is just wrong on so many levels! He's growing up so fast! He's sleeping pretty well overnight, I'm getting 3-4 hour blocks, and he settles pretty easily, so that's making for a pretty cruisy life right now. He is such a gorgeous little snuffler. I love love love it when he wakes up and hes grunting and snorting and turning his head fom side to side with his mouth open just waiting for a boob to fall into it <3 Just adorable.
But boy can I eat! I have to stop buying junk food because I keep eating it all! I got so desperate for junk food that I baked some! LOL.
Not to mention I am craving coke, but I am not brave enough to drink it because I don't want it to upset my little mans tummy. Gee breastfeeding is a sacrifice sometimes. Yeah yeah cue the violin here, and bring out words such as selfish, blah blah blah.
Oh, and I think I have finally realised what it is about smoking that I liked so much. The fact that I could go off by myself for a few minutes, have a smoke, something that I didn't have to share, all to myself, ahhh pure bliss..... until of course 10 years down the track when I get lung cancer. It's been 18 months since I gave up smoking...boy do I miss it.... but I have no plans on going back to it.
*grumble grumble*
Stupid responsible parent.
But boy can I eat! I have to stop buying junk food because I keep eating it all! I got so desperate for junk food that I baked some! LOL.
Not to mention I am craving coke, but I am not brave enough to drink it because I don't want it to upset my little mans tummy. Gee breastfeeding is a sacrifice sometimes. Yeah yeah cue the violin here, and bring out words such as selfish, blah blah blah.
Oh, and I think I have finally realised what it is about smoking that I liked so much. The fact that I could go off by myself for a few minutes, have a smoke, something that I didn't have to share, all to myself, ahhh pure bliss..... until of course 10 years down the track when I get lung cancer. It's been 18 months since I gave up smoking...boy do I miss it.... but I have no plans on going back to it.
*grumble grumble*
Stupid responsible parent.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Things' Ive learnt
Okay, so the newbie is here. I had a fantastic homebirth that apart from hurting like hell as one would expect when your vagina is evicting something that is 8 pound 12 oz went fantastic.
I can't wait to do it again. Yes I am crazy and slighty insane. I never proclaimed to have an ounce of sanity, so anyone who assumed otherwise has been duped!
Things I have learnt from being a Mother of 3
-Everyone wants something at once
-As soon as you sit down someone will want something.
-Don't assume that babies will just suck on your nipple, the will suck on any part of the boob they can get their devil mouths around.
- The house still doesn't clean itself.
-You can never get enough sleep.
-Don't agree to the nearly 5 year old before fully understanding what you are agreeing to.
-Don't send the 5 year old off in angst because you are sick of the dobbing. She is usually telling you something vital that devil spawn 2.5 year old is doing that he shouldn't be.
-Reasoning with a 2.5 year old doesn't get any easier when you are sitting on the couch with your boos out.
-Yelling doesn't work either.
-Sleep, whilst vital is totally avoidable (not by choice) when you throw another child in the mix.
-As soon as you sit down, the mobile will beep or the home phone will ring.
-Going off AD's whe you've just had a newborn baby is not the best idea. Throw in an hour long phonecall with Telstra, and it's bound to end in tears.
-The definition of multi tasking does not include sitting at the computer typing this diary entry, whilst the veggies get the fuck boiled out of them. ( FTR, the veggies were inedible, and the pots seen better days)
And last but not least
-Alcohol and breastfeeding SHOULD be more compatible, to combat days like today. *sigh*
I can't wait to do it again. Yes I am crazy and slighty insane. I never proclaimed to have an ounce of sanity, so anyone who assumed otherwise has been duped!
Things I have learnt from being a Mother of 3
-Everyone wants something at once
-As soon as you sit down someone will want something.
-Don't assume that babies will just suck on your nipple, the will suck on any part of the boob they can get their devil mouths around.
- The house still doesn't clean itself.
-You can never get enough sleep.
-Don't agree to the nearly 5 year old before fully understanding what you are agreeing to.
-Don't send the 5 year old off in angst because you are sick of the dobbing. She is usually telling you something vital that devil spawn 2.5 year old is doing that he shouldn't be.
-Reasoning with a 2.5 year old doesn't get any easier when you are sitting on the couch with your boos out.
-Yelling doesn't work either.
-Sleep, whilst vital is totally avoidable (not by choice) when you throw another child in the mix.
-As soon as you sit down, the mobile will beep or the home phone will ring.
-Going off AD's whe you've just had a newborn baby is not the best idea. Throw in an hour long phonecall with Telstra, and it's bound to end in tears.
-The definition of multi tasking does not include sitting at the computer typing this diary entry, whilst the veggies get the fuck boiled out of them. ( FTR, the veggies were inedible, and the pots seen better days)
And last but not least
-Alcohol and breastfeeding SHOULD be more compatible, to combat days like today. *sigh*
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