Liar Liar Pants on Fire!

Two blogs in one day. Wham-o. I just have so much to say. So many people to say it to.. ok so all three of my readers.. Hello to you, can i just say it is nice to no longer be talking to myself. Not that i am not used to it or anything *snickers*

I lie to myself, ALOT. Here are some of the lies i tell myself-

*Im going to get up early and be showered and dressed before princess wakes up.
I sleep till princess wakes up and drag myself out of bed, lounge around in my pajamas for two hours.

*I'm going to power clean so i can have the rest of the day free.
I delay many things and my washing ussually sits for a couple of hours and gets thrown in the dryer.

*I'm going to start an excercise regime to lose the "gut"
After 17 months, "baby weight" just ain't cutting it as an excuse anymore. I'm still gunna use it though!

*I will not have a 4th, 5th, coffee because i know it is bad for me and will give me a headache
Currently sitting on my 4th.

*Put princess to bed and do quick top up clean so i can wake up to a clean house
Put princess to bed, make coffee, sit on butt, do nothing.

* i will show H my appreciation for him.
mmm bed.. so warm... sleep?

Bad mummy! Bad wifey!

Terrific Terrible Tuesdays

Tuesdays..... I work on mondays and look forward to them all day. However it gets to a tuesday and i'm left not knowing what to do with myself. I mean, it's not that i don't have anything to do, no, that is not the case at all. I have ALOT to do. Housework, appointments, groceries, general housewife/mother things.

I try to be as time efficient as possible so i can savour whats left of the afternoon to just relax with the princess. I guarantee you this almost never happens. Start with the washing for example. i tried to adopt a new method of getting it done this morning. So i power washed load after load, planning to hang them all out at once when they were finished. well, to give you an idea of how that went, feel free to check out the four wet loads still sitting in my laundry that will probably just get thrown in the dryer.

Princess can't make her mind up either. the fact that she sits at the front door with her backpack shows she obviously doesn't want to be stuck at home all day either. I tell my self...
"GO OUT....she will behave herself, go on, it will be fine."
ITS NEVER FINE.

Here are some examples of it not being fine.

Princess climbing out of her pram while im paying a bill... i end up involuntarily playing hide and seek amongst disapproving strangers. So i take her to the jungle gym so she can have a run about and play. I  end up  climbing the jungle gym myself to retrieve the cheeky brat that is sitting all the way at the top laughing at me through the netting. Meanwhile the pram loaded with groceries has tipped over and the other parents are left to stare at my box of tampons sitting on the floor. This is not fine.

We do have good moments through the day though, like the moment around 2pm when she retires to my arms and falls asleep giving me the chance to steal a kiss. Or them amazing moments when i ask for a cuddle and actually get one, instead of princess running up to me and honking my nose. So it's not all bad, i guess im just adjusting to having an independant toddler. She didn't remain a silent newborn for long. I'm sure you would agree they grow up way too fast.

So, the whole terrific tuesday?  Yeah... im still waiting..