Just when I thought it was going to be one of ‘those’ days…

So today was just a little ‘try’ing to say the least!

I don’t know about you but since I’ve become a mother, I’m more determined to make the most of every day and do things that will make us happy, spend time with the people who matter the most and remember to breath along the way!

This week we’ve had colds and slobbed about in P.J.s a lot so today was the day we were going to break out and enjoy the sunshine!

It started easy enough at 6:30am with a SnapChat selfie of Little Miss T and I…she cried when I nipped to the loo but that’s normal these days….she cried when I turned my back to close the bedroom door, not quite what I was expecting…and she cried when I sat her in her Jumperoo so that I could butter my toast, ONE OF THOSE DAYS! Great!

It was all going to be O.K. though, I’d been mega organised and placed a Saino’s order the night before so I knew I had to look reasonably presentable and I knew I had to give the kitchen a quick wipe over and spray a little air freshener by 9am just incase they rocked up on time- dressed, cleaning and shopping done by 9 BOSH! Killing it! All done with one hand too…remember that baby that cried whenever I breathed? On one hip all.of.the.time!

It was during my prep for the Sainsbury’s delivery that the reality of what a crap day it was going to be really hit home and dreams of a lovingly prepared lunch munched with friends in the sunshine began to fade. I went to move the pram so that the order could be carried to the kitchen but it wasn’t there….neither was the car seat…neither was the baby carrier…how the hell was I going to meet any of the people I had plans with? I’ll let you imagine the swear words that filled the air at this discovery…along with a screaming baby…yeah, stupid me, I’d left the room again!

So, not a problem you might think, just change your plans, people can come to you, you can get the bus…people already had other plans, there is only 1 bus and I had no pram!

Eventually, I sucked it up, wiped my brow and thought ‘What Would Alibongo Do?’. I remembered a spare baby carrier a friend had lent me, scrambled through the shed to find my backpack, sweated (hotter than hell today) and looked up the bus time… I had 20 mins to get our sh*t together!

I spread some tomato puree and chucked some leftover roasted veg onto a pitta bread, topped with cheese and grilled for a minute (I carted the baby in her bouncer into the kitchen to avoid another scream…FML), remembered to grab a change of clothes, nappies and some toys and popped them in the backpack and splodged some suncream onto the baba. Winning at life right here people!

Only one job left…. figure out how to put the bloody carrier on!!!! Is it just me or does anyone else find it like a heat of the Krypton Factor putting one of those things on?!

So, baby safely sun-creamed, sun-hatted and secured in the carrier, door keys found and sanity somewhat restored we trundled to the bus stop…ah… buses cost money! I literally had 2 minutes until the bus arrived and the village Post Office only does cash by counter service…wouldn’t you know it…woman in front had 12 bloody parcels to weigh and post! 12! We just about made it onto the bus and I could have fallen asleep- it was only 11:30am!

Needless to say, we survived, the sun shined, I had a cake and cuppa, friends came, we laughed, Little Miss T loved her pitta pizza and charmed everyone and a lovely afternoon was had by all!

I was close to tears and almost texted people to cancel at several points this morning but I didn’t. I kept going, I tried hard to find solutions to problems and I succeeded…I’m sure there’s a moral in there somewhere!

Ever had a day like ours? How did you overcome the FFS moments?

Until next time,

Mrs T Xx

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Things that boil my blood (and eggs)

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Grab a cuppa….we could be here a while!

I should tell you now that this post includes a recipe for some delicious baked eggs, if you would like to skip my moaning and jump straight to the food (I wouldn’t hold a grudge) then click here to go to the lovely Rachel Khoo’s original recipe.

Now, you know me, I’m not one to moan BUT….!

Having been on a rather long journey towards motherhood I’ve managed to tot up a disturbing number of gripes about the subject before, during and after my eggs have finished baking (tenuous food link!).

So, Mr T and I have been married for 8 years this May and have just welcomed our first little bundle of joy, Little Miss T joined us in October and (just FYI) was conceived completely naturally dispite the fact we have been a child-less, married couple for quite a few years.

This childlessness was partly by design and partly due to nature.

My mother passed away (you will know the details from previous posts) the same year that Mr T and I got married. This left us with a huge amount of healing to do but also with a house to sort (hoarder!) and sell on- it eventually took almost 5 years to get through (the house that is) and was such a tiring  process that the thought of going through it pregnant/ with a young baby was hard to contemplate and so we kept putting starting a family off until the house was sold despite half-heartedly trying from time to time. Don’t get me wrong, if it had happened for us during this time then we would have been over the moon but it just didn’t.

Even once this obstical was out of the way, making the final decsision to whole-hartedly commit to staring a family took us some time. We love holidays and socialising so we spent a while giving it a go and then when it didn’t happen we just went on holiday and thought ‘oh well, at least we can drink and spend whatever we want without a worry’.

This all changed New Year 2015. We were in Las Vegas living the highlife, sipping beer at 9am whilst popping dollars into the BlackJack machines and we both agreed, that whilst living said highlife was mucho fun, we both wanted more and so Little Miss T’s journey into this world began and my long list of annoying comments began to grow! Continue reading

Yep… I disappeared again!

Well, I started 2016 with the best of blogging intentions. I endeavoured to combine my teaching blog with my beloved personal blog, gave it a face lift and then walked away!

You see… I have had a very busy, stressful and tiring 7 months and despite all of my good intentions, I just never got back to my blogging bliss. Let me give you the run down of the last 7 months…..

Work- we started the Spring term with a bang! A new Head Teacher with lots of ideas does not an energetic, relaxed and thumb-twiddling teacher-blogger make! In truth, I was worn out and working my ass off just to keep my head above water- think ‘swan’ metaphor only my cool, calm exterior often slipped!

Then in February we discovered the most amazing news EVER!!!! Mr T and I are expecting the first Mini T to join our team this coming October. We found out quite early and now, at almost 7 months, I feel like it is the longest pregnancy known to woman! Add this news and new found definition of exhausted to the work related changes and you can begin to see why I struggled to keep connected to you guys.

To top this all off, we bought a beautiful, almost 200 year old house last year and whilst planning what decorating we needed to do before Mini T arrives, we discovered we not only needed new double glazing (can you hear the bank account weeping?) but that we have rising damp in most of the downstairs rooms- I wish this news was as funny as the TV show! So, even when I am home, organised, relaxed and feeling like I can possibly stay awake past 7:30pm, my time is taken up inspecting the latest work, cleaning up after said work or prepping for upcoming work! JOY!

Yes, I concede that this post does have a slight air of ‘moaning’ to it but I just wanted to let you know that…

sometimes life gets in the way of even the best of blogging intentions

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