This year, things kicked off for my birthday at 3am. After trying to arrange my son’s doll with a dummy lying on it for the hundredth time, I decided we would have to drill a hole in baby doll’s head to stick the dummy in. Cats stirring at 4am so gave up on sleep, got up and started working.
At playgroup later in the morning I get a phone call from my dad and panic, thinking someone must have died. Nope, its my birthday. Oops, I’d already forgotten! Run back home, take a shower and leave son with dad so I can go shopping for my birthday present. But after looking at two shops I’m too tired and have pulled up sore from my morning run. Give up and go back home.
We go out for dinner at an appropriately family friendly place where we don’t have to die of shame if our toddler behaves like a toddler. On the way there, toddler acts like a toddler by emptying his water bottle into his pants. Toddler enjoys dinner with wet pants as I refuse to turn around. I don’t care, I have a bottle of sparkling wine and my day is finally starting to turn around!
Get home and think about having another drink… but no, I’ve only not cleaned for a day, but it looks like its been a week. I’m going to have to get up early tomorrow and can’t be bothered with a hangover. Decide to go to bed early and then realise I forgot to drill the hole in the baby doll’s head. Ah, I think I can hear the sound of a frantic toddler already!
Posted by sallty, 8th August 2013
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