Those ‘Don’t Want To Adult’ Days

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Today has certainly been one of those days. The day where you wake up and everything is against you from word go. The day where all you want to do is crawl back into bed and sleep until the next morning but you can’t because you have to be an adult…and sometimes being an adult sucks!

Let me run you though today ( warning this is very long winded, feel free to skip to the next paragraph if in a hurry )…Woke up, had the sore throat from hell, stripped Ted’s bed, changed Ted, he then threw up on himself, changed him again, double load of washing, Ted spilt breakfast all down himself, changed him again, took car to be serviced, went and did the shopping, had a call from the garage…two new tyres needed, carried on shopping, another call…all wiper blades need replacing, picked car up, £200 down, argued with the man who was really rude to me, got home, changed a million nappies as I have a poorly bear again, took him to the doctors, he screamed the waiting room down, received nasty remarks from the old lady in the waiting room for having a crying child, saw the doctor, Ted screamed a lot again, doctor was rude to me and made me out to be clueless, left the doctors, got in the car, cried over the whole fiasco, got home, made dinner, Ted bathed and into bed, finally sat down!

Today has certainly been one of those days where you just want to run back to your mum and dad and have them do everything, and to be honest, I would be lying if I said I haven’t got them to help me because I have renounced my adult title until tomorrow morning. Adulthood and Motherhood can both be really hard. Yes being a Mum is the most rewarding job in the word and I love being a Mama, but there are days when you feel completely deflated and question everything you do. The worst of those days though are the ones when your little one is poorly and they look to you for help but all you can do is offer calpol and cuddles until they are better. There is no worse feeling than being able to do no more to help your child. It’s awful. You blame yourself, think you are doing something wrong and become overwhelmed with guilt. It can become really hard to see that you are doing everything you can, when in fact you are doing more than enough!

 Yup. Adulthood is definitely a change from the days when our biggest worry was waking up first at a sleepover. Our weeks which were once filled with flashing velcro shoes, dairylee dunkers and Pokemon cards have now been replaced with bills, piles of washing and work. Sometimes, just sometimes, I wish there was a way to transport back to that simple mindset, even if just for a few minutes. It’s days like today that it is really important to take a step back and remember that everyone has crap days and no one is superhuman, we simply can’t do and control everything. There will be loads of days when you just want to run and hide from reality, when you feel like you are failing at this ‘being an adult’ malakey, but actually you aren’t doing as badly as you think. And chances are tomorrow will be far better. If not then go make yourself the most epic kiddy packed lunch, watch your favourite old cartoons and leave the washing up for another time. There is nothing wrong with reliving your youth for the day!

International Day Of Happiness

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Since today marks the international day of happiness I thought I would take some time to reflect on those little things that make me happy and how lucky I am to have those in my life. Henry Ward Beecher once said that”the art to being happy lie in the power of extracting happiness from common things” – that statement is oh so true. You don’t have to have the world to feel on top of it! Sometimes the littlest of things can bring the greatest joy.

Some small things that make me happy…

My son’s dimples when he smiles

and the noise he makes when he is talking to the label on his muslin cloths

and the way he crosses his little feet over each other

The colours blush pink and yellow

Fresh strawberries

Getting a good parking space at the supermarket

The smell of rain

Looking through old photos

The first picnic of the year

A new sketchbook/notebook

That first sight of the sea

Writing cards

Early morning sunshine

Fresh Bedding

 

 

 

 

 

Tuesday Bedtime Book Club

I have been wanting to start a new segment for a while now but wasn’t quite sure of which route to go down. I eventually decided that I should combine my love of illustration and design with my role as a Mama and do a children’s book recommendation each week. It has become pretty apparent that I have a problem with resisting beautifully illustrated children’s literature. Every time I share them over on my Instagram, I get so much interest in what we are reading at bedtime, so I thought I would share and review them weekly on here to celebrate these beautiful pieces of work! So here we go with the first one…

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A Beginners Guide to Bear Spotting

by Michelle Robinson and David Roberts

I couldn’t not start with a book about bears now can I? We seem to have the biggest collection of bear books going and this beauty is the latest addition to the shelf. If you are like me and you dream of seeing some real, live bears then this essential guide to bear spotting, filled with offbeat humor and quirky illustrations, is for you!

This is the perfect read-aloud book that is sure to delight both kids and parents alike – I love a book that the adults can enjoy just as much as the little ones. A young aspiring bear spotter ventures into bear country but soon finds out that coming face-to-face with the furry creatures themselves, whether black or brown, is dangerous business. Silly and fun, but with some real information on bears, this guide teaches us all about brown and black bears and when to run! The pen ink and pencil illustrations are both original and charming and really add to the brilliantly whitty storyline that make this the perfect off-beat read for your mini adventurer. I love the way that this book combines two illustrative approaches (the ‘story’ pages and the ‘guide’ pages are distinct) and that BOTH of these styles are rich with expression and the comedy actor. Michelle Robinson knows exactly how to mix tension and humor perfectly and illustrator David Roberts helps her pull it off flawlessly. These two are a superb pair for storytelling! A must have for any young explorer out there!

A Letter To My Friends

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To all of my friends,

I’m sorry that I’m so terrible at replying to your texts and calls. I know it says I’ve read your texts and I have, but just as I was about to reply a drink has just been thrown over or Ted had got himself wedged behind the sofa again. Then I forgot all about it. I’m sorry that sometimes I have to cancel our plans at the drop of a hat because my baby is teething, or we completely forgot it was weigh in day.

I’m sorry that when I see you all I talk about is my baby. Including all the TMI things like his poo schedule, how many times he has thrown up or how much I hate Tree Fu Tom. Chances are, you don’t have a clue who I’m going on about nor do you care about the stupid, dancing tree man!

Please don’t forget me, I know I’m a mama now. I have different priorities and I’m worrying about what food I should be giving my child or the latest nappy deals. But I’m still here under the oversized sweashirts and massive eye bags. I still want to feel included. Please still invite me, even if you know I’m going to say I can’t make it. I’m working on it, separation anxiety is hard. One day you will feel it too.

Thank you for loving Teddy. There is no better feeling in the world than seeing people you care about love your baby. It’s the type of feeling that makes your heart feel warm! Thank you for trying to act interested when all I talk about is how tired I am or what Ted did at nursery that previous day. Thank you for trying to make me feel better about myself even though we all know I look like crap.

Im sorry that I can be such a rubbish friend. I’m trying to be a good Mama and it is really hard. I know there is a right balance somewhere but trying to find it is bloody difficult. Thank you for the memories that make me laugh when it all seems to be going wrong. It brings a smile to my face thinking about the times we spent, in whatever crappy club drinking what ever crappy drink in excess.

But most importantly thank you for just being you and for being there for me and my son. For telling me about your life’s dramas and the latest gossip, it’s such a nice break from all the mama chat that goes around. You are amazing…I will try to be better!

Love you always xx