WARNING: The following text contains soppy mumming ramblings about being proud, excited, "they grow up to quickly" etc.
Seriously though, they do. I could have sworn it was just yesterday i was grunting and groaning starkers naked in front of a rather large audience to deliver my beautiful little princess. Yet today, i am puliing down cot sides to make room for "toddler rails". Today, i watched my litle girl eat dinner by herself and proclaim to me "Yummy! Num num din" . Today, i got a back rub when i asked princess for one.
-Quick side note, why does it seem she understands everything i say except for the things i REALLY want her to understand i.e. "Please, no don't take the cat in the bath.. aw too late"-
Anywho, back to what i was saying, time is getting ahead of me. I was asked recently the age of princess and had to stop myself at saying 15 months when i realised , wait no, she is 17 months old now. Getting closer to 2, that scares me.
What doesn't scare me however, and more pleases me, is hearing from a number of people that my daughter is advanced for her age, her REAL age after i have corrected myself. Now i don't know, I don't have other children to compare to... (for now). Is it perhaps something other people say to make you feel good? Or have i gone and bred myself a genious baby? Maybe i should be putting my other genious eggs to good use while they are still ripe. Not sure, will have to take it to hubby and get back to you on that one.
Proud mummy blog complete. I will be sure to have come off my high by my next blog, where i can go back to whinging about another coffee gone cold.
Showing posts with label toddlers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label toddlers. Show all posts
Wednesday, 18 May 2011
Sunday, 17 April 2011
Fullfilling yet tiring.
Oh god.. It feels so nice to sit down, i'm spoiling myself with a little treat. It comes in a 12 pack but Cadbury says it's "treat size" so i don't feel so guilty about eating each and every one of them. I feel i deserve them anyways.
Today was First round of football for H. Princess and i missed every trial due to work, rain, distance. So when i woke up this morning saw a clear sky on a home game day, i couldnt wait to get to the field and watch H play. Got up bright and early, got dressed and packed princess's bag. We got to the field and found a seat near a big enough play space for princess to run around. Soon enough H was off to get dressed and warmed up and i was watching the younger grade play. Princess however had other intentions.
She hunted down the bigger kids for their lollies, and was not happy when the children refused. She chased down the footballs off the teenagers, this, also, did not make for a happy princess, when they took their ball to play elsewhere. She didn't want what i had for her to eat or drink. There was just no pleasing her. 20 minutes into the game, i packed us up, and headed to the car. I strapped her back in her carseat, took a moment to collect my flustered self and came up with a plan b.
Princess is just independant i think. She wants to do things for herself. She doesn't want to sit in a pram, she wants to walk, she doesn't want the food i have for her, she wants to find her own. She doesnt want me to help her wipe when it is toilet time because she prefers to ball up an entire roll of toilet paper and DO IT HERSELF.
Anyways... We returned from the shops and i was prepared to make it through the day without giving up and heading home. I replaced her sippy cup with juice, her fruit with fruit "school" snacks, and a brand new ball to play with. This went better, she seemed more happy to wander around, with me following slightly behind so to not cramp her independant little style. I didn't get to watch ANY of the game, but i was pretty darn pleased with myself on not loosing my cool or just giving up and going home. I mean she is at a very awkward age for sporting events. Too old to sit in a pram and be content, not quite old enough to run off and play with the other kids in the tree.
Needless to say, come hometime we were both exhausted, Princess was in bed sleeping by 6pm, and i have downed 2 cups of coffee since 5. Jug is boiling with number 3 on the way.
It was a tiring day but fullfilling all the same. We ended up having a great day together, daddy won football, and i showed a huge ammount of self control and patience. More patience than ussual. Do you think patience can be taught or practised?
Today was First round of football for H. Princess and i missed every trial due to work, rain, distance. So when i woke up this morning saw a clear sky on a home game day, i couldnt wait to get to the field and watch H play. Got up bright and early, got dressed and packed princess's bag. We got to the field and found a seat near a big enough play space for princess to run around. Soon enough H was off to get dressed and warmed up and i was watching the younger grade play. Princess however had other intentions.
She hunted down the bigger kids for their lollies, and was not happy when the children refused. She chased down the footballs off the teenagers, this, also, did not make for a happy princess, when they took their ball to play elsewhere. She didn't want what i had for her to eat or drink. There was just no pleasing her. 20 minutes into the game, i packed us up, and headed to the car. I strapped her back in her carseat, took a moment to collect my flustered self and came up with a plan b.
Princess is just independant i think. She wants to do things for herself. She doesn't want to sit in a pram, she wants to walk, she doesn't want the food i have for her, she wants to find her own. She doesnt want me to help her wipe when it is toilet time because she prefers to ball up an entire roll of toilet paper and DO IT HERSELF.
Anyways... We returned from the shops and i was prepared to make it through the day without giving up and heading home. I replaced her sippy cup with juice, her fruit with fruit "school" snacks, and a brand new ball to play with. This went better, she seemed more happy to wander around, with me following slightly behind so to not cramp her independant little style. I didn't get to watch ANY of the game, but i was pretty darn pleased with myself on not loosing my cool or just giving up and going home. I mean she is at a very awkward age for sporting events. Too old to sit in a pram and be content, not quite old enough to run off and play with the other kids in the tree.
Needless to say, come hometime we were both exhausted, Princess was in bed sleeping by 6pm, and i have downed 2 cups of coffee since 5. Jug is boiling with number 3 on the way.
It was a tiring day but fullfilling all the same. We ended up having a great day together, daddy won football, and i showed a huge ammount of self control and patience. More patience than ussual. Do you think patience can be taught or practised?
Tuesday, 12 April 2011
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..
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..
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