Mummy's' Bed

Little Miss has come down with a rather nasty cold. The title of this post would go some way in saying what the situation is. Yes after 3 hours she has done it;  Little Miss is in my bed so there will be no sleep for me tonight.We did make a bargain about Daddy coming home and then swapping back to her own bed but considering he doesn't arrive back until 1am I think I may have lost my sleep completely tonight. 

She is sitting beside me currently feeling very sorry for herself, not even able to grab her milk (she can she is just taking full advantage of Mummy Service) and sniffing whilst putting her finger up her nostril then immediately complaining about how sore her nose is. Tell me, when do toddlers fully grasp understanding? Anytime soon? Nope, thought as much.

Anyway, a part from us all feeling sorry for ourselves (Miss because of her cold and sore nose, Mr because he can't fully figure out just how to keep that darn banana in his grasp, Other Half because he has to go and slice bacon at work when he just well, doesn't much feel like it tonight and me because I'm left the first 2 and missing the last one) We generally had a good day.

I had an amazing lunch (okay it was jacket potato with beans) but it was from a tiny food shop in my local town and I have never had potato skin taste so damn good! It was just perfect. I didn't eat it as soon as I bought it because I added my own butter, some salt and salad leaves It cost me £2.25 which is pretty shocking as I know at home I can make one for less than that, but I felt good about supporting a small business and I couldn't bake one as nice as that. That's my defense anyway.

Another highlight of my day was spotting these super small apples on the ground when I walked Little Miss to nursery. I didn't have my camera as I have a tiny handbag so I just collected them up and then photographed them:

 Also today i started off my collection of Lego from The Sun Newspaper. I just fancied a paper this morning and happened to be wondering which one to buy when I picked up this one (only because I noticed today's give away happened to be Harry Potter) so I thought 'why not?'

Little Miss was impressed anyway (currently pointing at the laptop screen) I had fun popping it all together. I never played with Lego when I was a child and I don't really know why. I hope my 2 can get into it, and if The Sun Newspaper kicks start it then well, at least they have something.

Ooo Other Half just walked in the door (I love surprises!)

xCupcake Mummax

                    

The One With The Head Cold and Recent Realisations:

Yeah it got me. Damn cold.
I thought I would take advantage of being asked to pop Little Man to bed and slip into my own warm, comfy heaven to write a post for this morning. My feet are still on the cold side, and I definitely need some paracetamol, but in the mean time at least I am relaxed.

I have felt this has been a painfully slow week. Not incredibly exciting but revealing in some parts. I have learnt a lot about a person who recently came into my life as a 'friend' and realised that in fact sometimes people are just out to take the biscuit and I am, in fact, worth a lot more.
I have been participating in the start of a new life coaching type challenge at The Fives F Blog which I think is a fab idea and I have had all sorts buzzing around my head about task 2. It has really forced me to think about my life and the direction I am heading. What do I want? Where do I want to be in this life? How can I get there?
These type of questions used to terrify me. Perhaps, no, definitely why I left school with perfectly good grades at GCSE level but went on to college to well, not even study. Everyone thought I was bonkers joining the course I did. Admittedly it was for people who had not done so well at school, had learning difficulties or were made to come to college but hated school. I certainly didn't fit in based on this criteria, but I slotted in nicely with a group of very good mates and had a whale of a time. I wasn't ready to grow up. Simple as.

Becoming a stay at home mum was the best thing that ever happened to me. I've learnt a lot about myself and I needed to be forced to grow up however pathetic it sounds. I was painfully shy and anxious. No one would see these things because where I lived I didn't have to be forced to interact with anybody, hell I didn't even have to use a telephone!! (I did though, ask my Dad :)

Anyway, this reflection has brought upon me the realisation that I have come such a long, long way in my life. I hope this life coaching challenge can bring out the best me as a better mother, a better partner, a better person with a better life.

Enough with the soppy crap already! I hear you say.Yes quite right.
I have made other notes this week such as..If i choose not to get my arse in gear before the school run Little Miss, being a toddler, will simply rebel against my wish for her 'hurry up and put her damn trousers on' which results in a tantrum and a shouting match..very mature. I endeavour to do better next week.
I have come to peace with the fact that I will never change certain parts of my dear fiance Such as:

•  I will always be the one who has to sort the laundry. Evidently the ever diminishing space on the dining table is not enough to make him realise that perhaps the clean clothes need a little help folding themselves...I shall continue alone.

• He will never, ever understand my obsessive compulsion for the jars being lined up in the cuboard, the window ledge items in the bathroom needing to be a 'certain way' with their labels facing the front and food boxes being in their height order *sigh*

• He will also never in a million years get the hang of this recycling lark. So will continue to be a bin lurker for the rest of my life waiting to grab an item off this hand before it dives in the black hole, or occasionally pop the lid open and (baring in mind I don't and won't sieve the bins contents, let me just get that clear lol) if the item is a non covered in baby food/poo then I will happily grab it with my 'Oh, Ew, No' voice, crush with my flip flop and pop it in my Big Black Box...but please; HOW HARD IS IT TO RECYCLE PLASTIC AND CARDBOARD!?

Rant over. Enjoy your Saturday fellow bloggers and curious readers.

Cupcake Mumma x