Today is going quite well so far.
Mind you it’s only half day .
We managed to get to the stay and play down the road pushing an empty pram and pulling Amira on the scooter..makes sense I know.
This stay and play is no different from the rest, a bunch of toddlers playing with random scattered toys everywhere and my child riding her scooter under the vicars table after a number of failed attempts at escaping. I am already trying to be extra respectful so the church doesn’t think I am here to blow anything up, so trust Amira to protest removal from under a table where the bible is. It never goes to plan, send child to play nicely with the other children while I enjoy a coffee for an hour.
A little forced chat with the mums, but my brain is asleep from the stupid decision I made to wake up early and get a yoga session in 5 weeks postpartum. Time to leave, I think.
Back home for naptime.
ugh the bin stinks.. why is Amira not going to sleep.. I need to buy meat for dinner buy I am so sleepy.
Should I have another coffee? it’s not good to have too many, what about my lunch?
oh what the hell. I am having another coffee. Also, my goodness have I become a sweet tooth. This is definitely not normal or healthy, but what else am I suppose to eat. Umm a cheese toastie with sweet chilli sauce, I could sell that at a Kiosk.
My husband is going to hear the coffee machine and think I am a crazy caffeine addict.
I am just going to sit here in the dark and drink my coffee to one side so I don’t spill it on babies head. I need to hurry so I can go to the shops and Amira still shouting jibberish from her cot.
Think about the the crunchy toast, the soft cheese and the chilli tickling my tongue.
Apparently , my husband can sit without thinking about anything. That really just doesn’t sound in the realm of possibilities.
The biscuits are calling me, what harm could one digestive biscuit do. 2.2g of sugar a pop. Oh I can feel the caffeine kicking in.
You know ever since my lack of sleep, I have been getting recurring ear infections and toothaches. I can’t find a dentist that is taking new patients around here.
Right, I don’t think this child is sleeping. I guess it’ll be cranky Amira for the rest of the day. Off we ALL go to the butchers. I was looking forward to a quiet solo walk with baby sleeping on my chest like he has been doing for the past 4 hours.
I need to pee but I guess that will also have to wait.
Husband has come in and found me with my eyes closed, oh dear he’s going to think I am lazy and sleep all day. I should try and find a remote job.