There is no way to sugar coat it….. a moan

Hey all, how is your weekend?

I as you know like to talk about my children, I often mention how lucky I am as well as funny anecdotes and musings about life in general.

Today though despite how lucky I am, how fantastic the boys are and how fortunate my life is I find myself feeling stressed, low and being honest a bit on edge. We all know I’m poorly (yawn, change the record) so some things I can usually do with my eyes shut are currently evading me and sadly patience seems to be one of them.

Today Karl has been working and I have had ‘one of those days’, the boys have used three boxes of Christmas cards to write to their friends and family but because Leo isn’t too au fait with the spelling of some names and he couldn’t possibly wait for me to write out the names he wanted for him I now have a giant pile of cards written in some form of half English, half hieroglyphic mix. Because he has used so many cards and can’t be sure exactly which ones are for who he has requested another box which is fine but mummy can’t drive (another poorly mention, sorry!) so it will have to wait. Of course he isn’t happy to wait and I am not only the world’s worst mother but I am also ruining Christmas. .

I also made the mistake of giving the boys a pack of small Christmas stickers each as I thought it would be a good way for them to decorate their envelopes and would also amuse them. I didn’t realise when I bought them that they have a peel off back so my carpet looks like small Christmas shaped pieces of white paper have snowed all over it and every time I ask one of the boys to pick them up they blame the other one and refuse. This has led to a large number of time outs which have taken up to an hour when actually they should only be five minutes.

Nate and Leo have also been watching Home Alone 2, Lost in New York which has prompted much conversation about what would happen to them in the same situation. Nate did at one point say he would find a member of staff at the airport and seek help before changing his mind completely and deciding that actually he would like Kevin McCallister go wild in New York using our money. Leo has asked repeatedly since the first time of watching if we can go to New York and stay in the Plaza Hotel too. We are now on the fifth showing of the weekend.

We have had arguments about Lego, jumpers, colouring pencils, hair styles, the best dancer this week on Strictly, the best judge on Strictly, the fact that Nate has had to share ‘everything he has ever had’ with his brother, the amount of juice in the others cup, whether Chicago is in America, who sealed an envelope the best and my very favourite who should get to lay on Mummy’s side of the bed (guess what it’s not Mummy!)

I have also had to assist with a number of small disasters which have included getting the knots out of Nate’s shoelaces that Leo had tied too tight (who knew he could tie knots in the first place!) locating the pencil that draws Father Christmas the best as Nate had lost it and getting some peanut out of Nate’s eye after him running in and screaming at the top of his voice, ‘There’s peanuts in my eye!’

Now it’s a Sunday and there s nothing I love more than a nice roast and a glass of wine however for us tonight it’s a Chinese and water followed by a cup of tea chaser because in case I haven’t mentioned I’m poorly! But I do like a Chinese!

Hope you have an amazing Sunday evening whatever you are doing! xx

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Author: TiredfromWhitstable

I'm Lucy, a 32 year old working mother and wife from Whitstable in Kent. This blog is for all my musings on life and follows my eternal struggle to juggle everything from being a mum, a volunteer youth mentor, a wife and making a lovely home and garden. Please join me!

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