10 things to live by when you're a toddler..

10 things to live by when you’re a toddler…

 1)    Make sure you always make things more difficult for your parents, kick up a fuss about your shirt, the way they’re tying up your shoelaces or the food they’ve put in front of you to eat. 

2)   While we’re on the subject of eating, NEVER eat anything more than 2 days in a row, make your parents think you love a certain type of food, eat it fast! Make sure you even finish the whole plate then tell them you don’t like it anymore and refuse to never ever eat it again.

 3)   Don’t act like you are a well behaved child, make sure you say no to everything and don’t be afraid to chuck yourself on the floor in the supermarket or even try asking for a toy car over and over until you get the car because trust me you’ll get the car with enough crying involved.

 4)    Hold your bladder until the most inconvenient time, then half way through grocery shopping tell your parents you need to go to the toilet, make it a sudden request that needs attending to immediately. Your parents MUST drop everything, once you’ve arrived in the toilet pretend to go because you didn’t really need to wee at all you just got sick of grocery shopping. Any excuse is a good excuse when your two years old.

 5)   If your asked to do something make sure you repeat what you were asked in a sarcastic voice until they laugh, they’ll soon forget what they were asking you because now your being funny. 

6)   Always choose your own clothing and if you aren’t allowed to wear gumboots in the bath make sure they know your upset about it with another tantrum, after about 10 minutes they wear down and you get away with it and if you don’t then make sure your next tantrum is worse than the last one. 

7) Nothing like a public place to shout out that you need to use your bowels, that mummy has a big bottom, do a big burp or even for giggles put your hands down your pants and shout out im touching my doodle. It’s a real crowd pleaser! Except for my parents because they’re the fun police.

 8)  So you love a certain tv show or movie? How about you watch that bad boy over and over, demand that you have to watch it and if the answer is no you know what to do, that’s right! Another tantrum! 

9)  If your parents need a break and put you down for a nap NEVER sleep more than an hour, if they seem in a rush to go somewhere that’s when you nap hard 2-3 hours should do the trick! 

10)  So your parents are ignoring you, they’ve had enough of the tantrums and they’ve stop listening to you. This is when you yell out very loud, why are you not talking to me?!? What are your ears for?!? This is the best way to get a reaction so they know your still here, still having a solid tantrum.

a lazy thursday

Today started like any other day, early. For some reason today I'm lacking any energy or motivation and I could basically hibernate like a bear for months and probably still feel tired when I woke.

We've had a really lazy day, hot chocolates and toast for breakfast followed by a HUGE 3 hour nap on Xavier's behalf, I managed to sneak in a quick 30 minute nap and shower, the rest of the time I'm not going to lie I sat on the couch and watched trash tv while looking over at my killer folding pile hoping it would fold itself. Probably explains why my behind is growing to the size of Montana and why the zipper on my jeans apparently no longer wants to do up. I say this while dreaming of the chocolate frappe I drank (and regretted afterwards may I add!) late the other night. Xavier woke and now he's had a bath, had some food and seems to be in a better mood then what he was like before he had his nap, picture the gremlins when they turned naughty, that's Xavier when he's tired. While I'm on the subject of gremlin, what is it with boys and their private parts, nobody warned me how intrigued and abundantly funny it is to have their hands down their pants all the time. Apparently its even funny to put toy cars, really anything that can fit inside his underwear and tell me its 'hiding', so gross! Picking his nose is also a favorite as well as letting go of any sort of tummy gas he has while we're playing on the floor and suddenly its a great time to sit near my face. I don't think any sort of warning or prior information on how having a boy would really change my way of life would have helped. Its crazy but I love my little squashy boy more than chocolate frappe's and boy do I love those!

Lately

 Things have progressed for us in a fast rate as of lately, Xavier is now fully toilet trained and I personally feel like a super mum and total bad ass for achieving that hefty task although I'm still not a huge fan of having to wipe his behind region (and never will be!). His speech has also progressed quite quickly along with his attitude, threenager is definately a thing, people don't joke about these sort of things and it's 100% down right mind boggling.

Shutting himself in his room when he decides to be in a huff about well anything he decides to at the time really, could be because his socks are red and not blue or could even be that we're not going to the play center. The play center tantrum happens pretty regularly nowadays along with the fussiness of food. So basically I've just made having a toddler sound like a hard task at hand because yep it sure is! But I wouldn't change it for the world and I know all these things are temporary (hopefully that goes along with my insanity from watching too many toons a day). Along with all the tantrums, fussiness and big mess comes along moments of pure bliss which make the hard times a little less dysfunctional. Xavier is an absolute crack up, he makes me laugh very regularly and sometimes I cant get over how smart he is becoming. He does so many things that make me smile like making beds for his rabby or making pretend cakes from his pretend oven for me, all of these things contribute to something pretty darn special. I could write a list for days of all the things he does that make me feel like sunshine on a rainy day but the one that tops it is our bedtime routine, cuddles and I love you's. I don't even have to say it first anymore, so even on my bad days where I feel like a total failure, I hear those three little words from my special little person and I know I'm doing something right. Here is a few photo's that I've taken with my canon the last week since finally getting off my tush and formatting my card, for those people who have asked me in the past what lens I use its a 50mm and I eventually plan on getting a different lens as this one is really only the best for portraits. Although I'm not a camera expert so don't quote me on that information, its just what I've found personally.

staying home mum

Stay at home mums, I’m one of them. Around the clock work, early starts and no lunch breaks.

I can admit that being a mum is more tiring than when I worked full time as a hairdresser on my feet all day! At least when I worked fulltime I knew what time I started, I knew what time I finished, I had set lunch breaks, I knew that everything had a structure and a routine.

Unfortunately sometimes I feel guilty and society makes me feel guilty for not going back to work yet, as if I’m not hard working and not putting enough effort into my life. This makes me extremely mad that not only is that completely untrue but I think neither should be guilted.

I think personally it’s great that mums are going back to work, I absolutely commend that because it’s a scary daunting experience heading back to work after having a said amount of time on maternity leave. It’s hard leaving your babies and kids to go back into an adult environment.

In saying that why isn’t it also awesome that others have the opportunity to not go back to work as yet and get to stay home with their babies and kids? I mean I think I work hard? My day starts at 6/6:30am, I have to sit down and watch cars the movie on repeat (that’s torture in itself!!!). Make breakfast that gets picked at for about an hour only to have to make more food that again will probably get picked at and end up on the floor. Having a shower that now gets shared by a 2 year old who insists on telling you the waters too hot so therefore a cold shower usually happens. Chasing my toddler around the house to get dressed and ending up in the fifth disagreement for the day thus far. I take Xavier to school (not day-care) 2/3 days a week in which I have to sit there and watch him paint, play and make mess while I’m nearly falling asleep and its only 11am. Lunchtime comes and so does more mess, I’ve vacuumed the floor by this time at least 3 times already, having to put Xavier on the toilet at least 2 times every hour and be told every day that ‘he’s done a number two’ and acting like it’s the holy grail that I know have to clean someone’s bottom. Have to fight off sleep by 3 and make sure Xavier doesn’t also fall asleep while I’m cleaning the house and hanging washing on the clothes line or bedtime gets strung on to 8 or 9pm. Its 5pm, cars the movie is being played for the 100^th time for the day and dinner is again picked at, just as most of the food during the day has been. Bath time comes and I get to sit down for 5 minutes while getting splashed by water. Bedtime arrives and I’m having a party because I can finally cook dinner in peace and without cars the movie in background.

My day is full on and the only time I really sit down without getting up every 5 minutes is if I’m watching kids’ cartoons on the couch and sharing carrot sticks. As I said previously working mums are doing a great job by going back to work and in no way am I saying otherwise but we need to stop this stigma that stay at home mums don’t work as hard because that its utter bullsh!t and yes I used the b word that’s how mad it makes me! 

I’m VERY lucky that I get to spend every day with my little moppyhead gremlin and I certainly don’t take that for granted.