Linking up with My Little Drummer Boys and My Mummy Daze for Wordless Wednesday and the 52 week project:
Well, as little as possibly anyway.
6am: Wake up. Look at Pal. Roll back over and know that he is required to get up to the children because he has to get up for work anyway.
6:20am: Get up. Because Pal is in the shower and has ignored the fact the children are hungry and want to get out of bed.
6:22am: Change nappies.
6:30am: Throw toast at the children in their chairs, and clean the kitchen.
6:40am: Pal emerges from the shower. Apologises for not cleaning the kitchen the night before, as promised. I shrug.
6:42am: Pal comes back to the kitchen. Am I mad? No, I am not mad. I am too tired to be mad. I have too much to do to be mad. Don’t worry about it, Pal.
6:50am: Start doing the washing. Take last night’s load out of the machine, put another in. Heave a sigh of “woe is me, why am I the only one who can do any of this?” Have an epiphany.
6:50:10am: Throw the wet washing in the dryer and walk away.
7am: Start dressing the children – Roo must be delivered and Daycare and the boys and I will be going for a walk.
7:30am: Yo Gabba Gabba saves the day while I shower and dress.
8am: Look around and know that my house is a sty, start madly trying to tidy so I have a clean place to come home to. Start to think there must be cameras in the house and I must be living in some kind of strange The Truman Show type life. Or Groundhog Day.
8:30am: Get children into pram.
8:45am: Start walking down to Roo’s daycare.
9am: Deliver Roo to the angels at daycare and walk away knowing they can deal with my overtired toddler better than I can today.
I wander over the road to take the boys to see their father.
Then I hotfoot it to the Baker’s Delight here in Young and Ron and the team gift me a Christmas cake. Which I take with glee. Merry Christmas!
(Left) What the cake looks like after Pal the Baker and I had just a taste… (Right) The kind of picture I should have taken, but instead lifted off the Baker’s Delight website
9:30am: Walk around, up the hill, and home.
10am: Put the boys to bed, and rather than have a complete meltdown at the house and my life, I instead, do nothing.
I can’t really tell you what time everything else happened yesterday.
I got out a favourite trashy book. I made myself coffees. I ate my Baker’s Delight Christmas Cake (not all of it! Just a few pieces. It’s rich and moist and oh so yummy). My Friend Davina came for a coffee. I sat on my front porch on my floral lounge and loved it.
I didn’t eat all three pieces of that cake on my own, in one sitting. I ate two and gave one to Davina. Because I am a pig. It was delicious. That is all.
I didn’t write any blogs. I didn’t read any blogs. I barely Facebooked and I DEFINITELY didn’t do any more housework. I didn’t study. And I didn’t feel bad about any of it.
At some point the boys woke up. We ate lunch. We played. We read “That’s not my tractor” and “where is the green sheep?” eleventy-billion times. They wrestled. I read my book some more. I spoke to friends on the phone. I ate some more. I surrendered over half my food to the twins, as was stated in the contract I signed when I became a mother (that’s what my children seem to think, anyway).
It’s ok, it’s better this way. Less calories. I should be thanking them.
The boys went back to sleep in the afternoon. I rang Pal and pointed out that he would be the Picker-upperer of Roo, because the boys would not be awake in time for me to walk down and get her before he finished work.
I ate some more. I drank some tea. And some water. I read my book some more.
I checked Facebook and saw that my post on the conclusion to the 30 Day Sex Challenge was live on Mum’s Lounge.
Then Pal and Roo arrived home, and the mad dinner/bath/bed rush was on.
Except it wasn’t mad. And it wasn’t a rush.
It was nice and special. Our family cruised through the early evening and the children went to bed at 6:30.
At some point I must have hung washing on the clothes horses. Because there was some there to be brought in and some the wind had blown to the ground. And a new load in the machine. But I don’t remember what time I did it.
And when I woke this morning, the dishes needed to be done. The washing that wasn’t done was still waiting for me to do it. The toys and books all over the floor looked exactly the same amount of messy as they did yesterday morning. The floors still needed sweeping. It was like yesterday had never happened for the housework. It sat there, dormant, waiting for something to be done.
And I don’t care. Because yesterday, I had a day of me. And now I can tackle today with some energy. I feel like my mind has been quieted. Stilled from overwhelming itself. I feel like I can be a better Mummy. I have more patience this morning than I have had in weeks. And it’s still only 8am. I have been awake for close to two hours and have not had any coffee. And I am NOT a morning person. But I feel like I could be, if I could give myself some space. My mind some rest.
Soul food, they call it.
This summer, as part of the Summer of… Me with My Big Nutshell – I am giving myself one day a week off. One day a week of being nothing but a mumma. No pressures, no stress. No computer, no housework. Just me, the children, a good book and maybe a good phone conversation or three. I might even watch an episode of a TV show I like, or watch a movie, while the children have their sleep.
The summer of me starts now… Stay tuned.
When was the last time you had a “me” day? Is it something you could do regularly?
iBOT with Jess from Diary of a SAHM this week is a MUST read. Especially if you are as concerned about teenage hairstyling as I am!
** Disclosure: Ron from Young Baker’s Delight gave me a Christmas cake. No payment was offered, nor accepted. The opinions are my own. The fact there is only half a cake left this morning speaks for itself**
Here is this week’s selection! I have been feeling pretty slack the last week or so, because I haven’t been getting much reading done, and thus my commenting has also slackened. I don’t promise to get better immediately, but I will be doing my best to read and interact regularly!
Some of these blogs have been shared before, some are big and some are small. They are all brilliant. Check ‘em out!
MamaGrace – twinlets
NinjaTales – #rekorderliglove
BabyMac – BabyMacChristmas
Three Lil Princesses – Storksak
LifeBeyondScones – #runNatrun
Edenland – #rangapower
Mum on the Run – smile
Life Love and Hiccups – substance
TinySavages – style
Whoa Mumma! – giddyup
Each week I will be changing my blogroll to showcase some of the blogs I love, and mostly the blogs I am reading right now. The aim of the game is to choose 10 blogs, try to describe them in one word (hashtags count), and have them in my blogroll for the week. Enjoy!
I’ve been on this weight loss gig for three months now. Mostly it’s going well. If you call a total loss of 12kg well (I do!).
I have a confession to make, though. I haven’t been doing it on my own.
I’ve had some help.
Asher Keddie is not only beautiful, talented, and totally girl-crush worthy, she is also the ambassador for the Blackmores Personal Health System. Asher hasn’t been helping me personally but I like to think that if she knew I existed she would totally help me out – with all that spare time she has…
I am not a stalker
I’ve been using the Blackmores Personal Health System to help me lose weight, and most importantly, reduce my stress.
When you sign up with the PHS you choose which programme you want to undertake: Stress (which I am onto week 8 of at the moment), Weight-Loss, Detox and Sport.
I chose the Stress Program because well, a lot of the time, I feel stressed. The daily diary helps me track what I’m eating, how much I’m eating, and also tracks my stress levels each day – so that I can look back over it and find my main stressors.
Would you believe the thing that stresses me out the most is Roo? Even though she is one of the highlights of my day, she can so often be the cause of major stress on my end. Toddlers are hard, tired toddlers are difficult and over-tired toddlers are horrific.
After realising what was causing me the most stress, I have been able to take a step back and really think about our days, how to avoid those major meltdown moments and the arguments over nothing (pink marshmallow anyone?) and when things do get out of hand, the PHS has given me lots of tips and tricks to help me get through it without having to hide in the pantry TOO much!
I am also using the food diary as a weight-loss tool. In your PHS program area, you can choose a menu plan, exercise plan, watch tutorials, and my personal favourite – you can have a look at your nutritional analysis. This is absolutely, hands down, my favourite tool of the online diary.
The nutrition analysis analyses (say that ten times fast) your food and exercise diary input from the past week and shows you how your nutrition is stacking up and what part of your nutrition and exercise habits you need to improve upon. Being able to look at this overview is so helpful when you don’t have much time during the day to overthink each choice you make. I have found that by having the information, I don’t have to think too hard – I know that I have trouble achieving a good amount of fibre intake, and that I have trouble eating my serves of fruit per day. As soon as I figured out that this was a regular problem it helped me make quick and easy decisions about what to choose for lunch and snacks.
My other favourite features of the PHS are being able to make a connection with a naturopath (this helped me HEAPS because I had all these vitamins but I didn’t know which ones I should be taking! My naturopath explained what each supplement was for, and which ones were OK to take together) and that the food and exercise diary is combined. So you don’t have to go to a million different places on the website to find what you need. It’s all there on your daily My Diary page, just waiting for you to log in and type it up.
As you may (or may not) have noticed, I’ve been struggling with decisions that seem like they are putting myself before my children. It doesn’t matter how many times I hear: “healthy, happy Mum means healthy happy Bub” – it just hasn’t been sinking into my skull.
The Blackmores Personal Health System is allowing me to feel like I am doing something for myself, but that really does benefit my family. I am healthier, lighter and happier. The PHS is arming me with knowledge without the need to go to a naturopath or nutritionist, and so I don’t feel like I am taking time away from my kids. Every now and then I don’t log in for a day, and rather than feeling guilty when I log in again, I just know what I need to do and get to it. The PHS was designed specifically with time-poor people in mind. The only thing that could make it any better would be a smart phone application. Seriously, will there be an app for that?
Anyway, I like the Blackmores Personal Health System – who else wants to give it a try??
I am giving away TWO one month subscriptions worth $49.95 each!!
To enter, leave a comment below or on my Facebook page telling me what program you would choose from the Stress, Sport, Weight-Loss and Detox programs. Fill out the Rafflecopter form below and Bob’s your uncle!!
**Dislosure: I received a subscription to Blackmores Personal Health System. No payment was offered nor requested for this review. All opinions expressed are purely my own. Asher Keddie is not my friend and I only wish she was. I am seriously not a stalker**
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