and it's only the bloody 8th or 9th or whatever it is. Arrrgghhh. Bad mummy of the year goes to the mummy who spent the day like this....
5:00 Shou wakes up - ignore him because got total of about two hours sleep and on verge of completely losing it.
6:00 Marina wakes up - shove water bottle in and then ignore her for another hour despite fact she slept eleven hours straight.
7:00 Get up and do the breakfast thing albeit without one calm word spoken. Frighten a two year old and one year old into eating their toast.
8:00 Second cup of coffee but caffeine not kicking in. Know I need to get out of the house with the kids but am too tired to do the whole get dressed thing myself.
9:00 Put marina back to bed where bless her she goes to sleep. Zonk out in Shou's room with the high-handled door closed so he can't get out. He is forced to play with soldiers and cars while mummy ignores him and tries to sleep.
10:30 Snack time - shove another bit of toast in the toaster and crank on another cup of coffee. Within the space of about twenty minutes Shou gets two time outs and a smack for running away down the drive, trying to brush Marina's four teeth by jamming an adult sized tooth brush down her throat (again) and putting a fork in the toaster.
11:00 Ring old school friend and fortunately they can come up and will be here within the hour. Small feeling of excitement and promise that the world doesn't just revolve around nappies and Vegemite on toast.
11:30 Get dressed (big achievement), slap on some deodorant and haul kids through the drive-through at McDonalds where we all get a cheeseburger happy meal with a Madagasca 2 talking giraffe.
11:45 Get home and feed kids very healthy lunch.
12:00 Friend arrives with thirteen year old and two year old daughter. Hang out and have good catch up (which almost puts me somewhere near the realm of normality)
13:30 Friends leave
14:00 Marina has nap and basically same scenario as morning nap time but only lasting forty minutes. Throw plastic cup across Shou's room and it cracks - Shou cries because that was his coffee cup. Promise to go to two dollar shop tomorrow to get new one. Hate self for resorting to throwing things.
Afternoon gets blurry - but spent mainly inside with Shou wanting to get outside and in the sandbox - which actually probably would have been a better idea but he inevitably ends up snaking me and running off down the drive and do you know how many times I have run round the outside of this bloody house trying to find him?
Dinner - a lot healthier than lunch but Shou, after sprinkling three packets of rice sprinkles on his rice-enough-for-one-packet-of-sprinkles rice ends up throwing a tanty and refusing to eat it. Smack. Ouch. For mummy too as realised half a second too late that he wasn't wearing a nappy under his shorts. Followed by a time out when he tipped rice on floor. Come back from time out and find Marina has tried finishing her rice all on her own. She looks pretty pleased with herself as does the highchair which now doesn't need to be feed for next seven months.
Bath - almost Japanese style like at home. Lots of water happening outside the bath. Marina only nearly drowned twice and is actually quite a trooper when it comes to slipping and gulping mouthfuls of water with no tears Johnson and Johnson in it.
That aside they did both get to sleep by half seven and I was able to sit down and watch crap feel good movie in which John Claude Van dam is a ballroom dance teacher at a Bronx high school. One of those - bad kids sort their shit out kind of film. Like those though so some easy watching.
Brother and girlfriend turned up half way through for a night dip - and then a cuppa. They are both on babysitting for S1's three girls this weekend and were deciding how to entertain them for that long. Brother has started calling her 'Babe' which definitely wasn't happening last week. S2 and her hub do the whole Babe and Sweetie thing and it actually suits them. Have never heard it from brother though so may take some getting used to. There wasn't any 'babe' coming back at him but so obviously they haven't decided on his pet name yet.
Anyway, they tell me that tomorrow is Saturday? Wonder what I can do to get rid of some of this two kiddy cabin fever. If retail therapy is the answer then I may well be heading back to Kunimi with more bling than fingers.