Happy Birthday.

 Happy 25th Birthday Liz. 

You're half way to 50.

Love you girl.

xx

Pink Power.

I have an obsession with painted nails at the moment. 

Might have something to do with the fact that I've finally stopped biting them.

But seriously, is there anything better then pink nail polish?

I think I need a drink.

Today was one of those days were everything that can go wrong will go wrong.

1. Baby screaming so much the two year old was walking around with his hands over his ears.
2. Psycho children acting like they are strung out on sugar whilst mumma paces around in circles with said screaming baby.
3. House a complete disgusting mess that's going to take all day tomorrow to fix. (See points 1 & 2)
4. The psycho children paying no attention to anything being said at them resulting in one very frazzled mumma throwing toys in the rubbish (to be fair the sentence "if you don't pick it up it's going in the bin" did leave my mouth so they were warned).... Perhaps this one actually taught them something. Maybe they learnt not to mess with mumma.
5. The man late home from work. (Only a problem due to points 1 &2)
6. Forgot my eftpos card when I did the grocery shopping and had to come home to retreive it.
7. When I arrived home to collect card the man was asleep and the children had gotten out of bed and someone had taken off their nappy resulting in poop on the couch.
8. Drove a few suburbs with the intent of using my spare key to let myself into Liz's house and drop something off....Forgot the key and had no choice but to leave her $600(?) camera hidden outside the front door. I'm still waiting to hear if it was still there when she got home or if one of her junkie neighbors discovered it.
9. Made a giant ass of myself on the phone to Liz's work whilst calling to inform her of my dodge camera delivering skills.
10. Then played a game of phone tagged whilst trying to organise the last of Miss Liz's birthday present....Although this one worked out well in the end...I think?!?

Yesterday whilst visiting a pregnant friend I started to feel the stirrings of cluckeness deep inside.OH NO. Today definately got rid of that.

Now I've got that off my chest and had a nice cup of tea, I think I shall take a long hot shower and go to bed. Tomorrow has no choice but to be better. I have millions of things to do plus a stack of housework to catch up on. 

image via weheartit.com

Eyes of a child.

How I wish I had the eyes of a child.

That I could see magic in the most simple of things.

This morning the boys have spent over an hour playing with coat hanger 'rocket ships.'

This is what joy is.

What would you tell yourself?

Once again I've been MIA for a quite awhile. Back I just saw this little video and had to share with you.

So much wonderful advice on here. 

Anything you can particularly relate to?

What do you wish you could tell yourself back before you had your first bubba?

The thing that really gets my attention is the line "forgive yourself". Something I am working on at the moment. 

I don't think you can grasp the concept of mother guilt until you are a mother. 

Yet it's something that most of us struggle with and yet it is so so pointless. 

We need to remind ourselves daily that WE are the PERFECT mother for our child. NO ONE will ever love or care for your baby as much as you, which in essence makes you absolutely right for them. Our babies love us. Time for us to start loving us as well.