Too tired for ice cream?!

It’s been a long week or so with an ill child while my husband is away. I vaguely resemble some form of my normal self, I’m sure she’s in there somewhere but to be honest all I see is huge black bags under my eyes, questionable hair cleanliness and my ugly (but comfy) indoor clothes. 

Of course none of that really matters when your little one isn’t well, they are the priority but it has been a tough old week for us both. Thankfully things seem to be on the mend which is exactly what I need for my sanity. I’m one sleep deprived mama, so I’m excited that my sleep could start improving. 

I’ve been trying to convey just how tired I am to my husband when we have been on the phone but since I often exclaim tiredness (as most of us do) at the end of a day, I was struggling to explain just how bad it’s been. Well here it is…

I am too tired to eat ice cream.

Now we aren’t a family that normally has sweet treats in the house as we generally try and live a sugar reduced lifestyle. We do however allow some treats here and there because well…why not?! Moderation is key. So the one trip I managed to the supermarket to buy some essentials this week, I also purchased a tub of ice cream. Ice cream that I had been craving in my exhausted state. Knowing just how delicious it would be, curled up on the sofa after a long day, before the long night ahead.

Well I bought that ice cream 6 days ago…and has it made it out of the freezer?! No! 

I am far too exhausted to even contemplate getting that ice cream tub out of the freezer. No matter how badly I’m craving it, it has nothing on bed (sorry ice cream). In fact, her bedtime has become my bedtime too as I literally need all the sleep I can get as our nights are more rocky than rocky road! 

“Wow, you must be exhausted” was the response I received from my husband when I told him. Yes, too tired for ice cream is a perfect description of just how tired I am!

Wife and mother, x

Me time!

Me time…time just for me? Really? Yes, really! 

Today I have had such a treat as my sister is watching my daughter while I get my haircut and not only that but coloured too! I hardly ever get my haircut, in fact I’m pretty awful at finding the time to get it done. Basically because I have a young child that I am 100% responsible for 97% of the time. Although for the record, I’m not slating my husband by any means. He is amazing and helps a lot when he is home but generally speaking I am still responsible for our child as technically that’s my job and not in an anti feminist way. My husband works very hard to support us financially (his job) and I work very hard at managing things at home including our daughter (my job). Anyway I digress…

So getting even an hour to myself does not happen very often which I don’t mind as I’m very happy in my mummy bubble however that being said, I was looking forward to this little bit of time to myself today. Maybe it’s because I’ve been feeling very stressed lately (for a different post) or that my husband has already been away too many days for my liking but this little bit of time to sit and not do anything is bliss. 

I’m pleased it is finally here also because I tried this three weeks ago! I came rushing in apologising for being five minutes late (baby in tow) to be told that actually I was an hour late and had missed my appointment!! Mummy brain at its finest! Thankfully I’ve used the same hair dresser for over half a decade so she knew me well enough to know it was a mistake. Unfortunately she was off on holiday the next day so that was my alone time gone for weeks! Just like that.

As I sit here now, finally getting the time to do nothing but drink tea, look at a magazine and write a blog without interruption, it feels pretty good! 

Would I want to do it again tomorrow? Absolutely not! I crave my daughter and the time we spend together too much but once in a while, this me time isn’t so bad!

Wife and mother, x

Me time!

Me time…time just for me? Really? Yes, really! 
Today I have had such a treat as my sister is watching my daughter while I get my haircut and not only that but coloured too! I hardly ever get my haircut, in fact I’m pretty awful at finding the time to get it done. Basically because I have a young child that I am 100% responsible for 97% of the time. Although for the record, I’m not slating my husband by any means. He is amazing and helps a lot when he is home but generally speaking I am still responsible for our child as technically that’s my job and not in an anti feminist way. My husband works very hard to support us financially (his job) and I work very hard at managing things at home including our daughter (my job). Anyway I digress…

So getting even an hour to myself does not happen very often which I don’t mind as I’m very happy in my mummy bubble however that being said, I was looking forward to this little bit of time to myself today. Maybe it’s because I’ve been feeling very stressed lately (for a different post) or that my husband has already been away too many days for my liking but this little bit of time to sit and not do anything is bliss. 

I’m pleased it is finally here also because I tried this three weeks ago! I came rushing in apologising for being five minutes late (baby in tow) to be told that actually I was an hour late and had missed my appointment!! Mummy brain at its finest! Thankfully I’ve used the same hair dresser for over half a decade so she knew me well enough to know it was a mistake. Unfortunately she was off on holiday the next day so that was my alone time gone for weeks! Just like that.

As I sit here now, finally getting the time to do nothing but drink tea, look at a magazine and write a blog without interruption, it feels pretty good! 

Would I want to do it again tomorrow? Absolutely not! I crave my daughter and the time we spend together too much but once in a while, this me time isn’t so bad!

Wife and mother, x

Hen weekend – Breastfeeding style!

What a weekend; I am exhausted!!!

So there are many things I have had to sacrifice while breastfeeding; particularly since my baby will not accept a bottle. Normal things such as alcohol, to the amount of time I can be separated from my baby.

Well I have happily “missed out” on drinking alcohol, spa days with the girls, nights away and evenings out however not only was this the hen do of an extremely close friend, I was also helping organise and host it! So instead of missing out, I took my baby along for the ride!

Okay so maybe I didn’t take her to the actual hen do as that would be wildly inappropriate but my husband and baby tagged along to another city with me and held up in an apartment less than a ten minute walk from the henquarters.

I have literally spent the last two and half days running between two flats and my wonderful husband has met us at various activity venues around the city so I could feed our daughter. Telling my yo-yoing story has made so many people laugh. It is totally crazy; I admit it! However I wouldn’t go to any such lengths for anyone else. It meant the world to me that I was able to be there to help her celebrate her forthcoming wedding.

Everyone had a great weekend and I feel I got the best of both worlds. I got to feel young and fun with my girl friends yet come back to my beautiful family and snuggle down with them in the evenings. My daughter never missed a feed, got her mummy all night and had quality daddy daughter time during the day which my husband loved too.

So while I am incredibly exhausted, I had a fabulous hen weekend away with my friends, husband and baby!

Wife and mother, x

 

 

 

 

 

 

Feeling pampered.

Now while going to the hairdresser might not cut it as a treat for all (pun intended), I must admit the hour that I had to myself today was pure bliss.

How wonderful was it for someone to make me a drink, bring me a snack, wash my hair and cut it for me; all the while I got to sit and relax. A rare treat for me as a stay at home mum with a husband who works away. I don’t really get “me” time which on the whole doesn’t bother me however I have been craving just a little hour to myself so I was thrilled when my phone calendar buzzed, reminding me of my appointment today.

My husband is home at the moment so I knew that I could happily leave my daughter with him without feeling too guilty and just enjoy a small bit of pampering. A chance to be just myself and not mummy for an hour; not that the conversation strayed away from my wee baba during the whole appointment…baby steps!

Between the calm and quiet environment, I could have fallen asleep in the chair and not just from the sheer exhaustion I have been feeling as of late! The little break from having to have eyes in the back of my head was great. I was able to enjoy adult conversation and I even got my tea hot, not tepid! It truly is the little things in life that make me happy.

A new hair style freshened up my hair and face too. It lifted my spirits, making me feel a bit more like a functioning human and less of the mess I normally am. It meant that once I had my hour to myself, I was ready to return to my family feeling lighter and happier.

So while a trip to the hair dresser might not seem like the most exciting thing to the average person; to a mummy who needed a pick me up, it was fabulous and exactly what I needed!

Wife and mother, x