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Picture if you will- 2 year old sitting on bathroom bench. Mum in the shower. "We're not gonna take it" playing on the phone mix. Put my head around the corner and T has the sink on. Tell him no. Duck head back into shower and it goes on again. Look around say no - He Gives Me Shocked Face- and turns it off. BEFORE I even get my head back round he ( Read more... ) -
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My house is nuts.
I'm doing the dishes and all I can hear from the loungeroom is; "THERE'S A BABY ON MY HEAD! A BABY I TELLS YA!! you are a baby aren't you? Ofcourse you are. A BABY ON MY HEAD!"
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8/4/15
Walking sideways. Part of it is the wine. Part is the ship hitting rougher seas.
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Dear husband,
I love you. Your son loves you. Please go the fuck back to work. You are driving me mental.
With all my love,
Your (almost) homicidal wife.
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So. This isn't awkward At All.
Oliver has a cold. He's also teething. He woke up at 10, 12:30 and finally 5 this morning. After 1.5 hours of grizzling and general unhappiness I finally got him back to sleep. Just in time for the contractor, his apprentice and the painter to show up. Cue a text asking them to let themselves in (quietly!) as I am ( Read more... ) -
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Gully gully gully gully gully. Gully gully. Gullygullygullygullygullyglygully. Gully.
Love waking up to a conversation between Oliver and Nooches Pooches.
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Guilty mum moment. Sitting in the car waiting for my Chiro appointment with the radio turned right up rocking out to the Gorillaz - feel good inc.
No kid.
Loud music.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh.
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Tell me again how to raise MY son. I fucking dare you.