Ok, so this could be long...
When I was pregnant with Aidan it was not an easy ride, in fact it was a rollercoaster majority of the time.. I had bleeding and HCG troubles early on, then finally got past 14 weeks when I did start to feel better, but the enjoyment was short lived, pre-term labour struck at 21 weeks, was flown to Adelaide and then the long haul til the end started... I spent the rest of the time- 16 weeks on bed rest and in and out of hospital... it was a long, drawn out, stressful and yet incredibly boring process at the same time, but I would do it all again in a heartbeat given the opportunity, by going through this, helped me to keep my little man baking for those 16 weeks... bed rest is incredibly infuriating at times, the first week or so is really good, you get to sleep as much as you want, day and night, watch lots of trashy tv shows, catch up on all the gossip mags etc, but it loses it's appeal very quickly when it becomes the only things you can do.... I got that bored I started knitting.... yes, you read right, knitting! Me, sitting there in bed or on the couch like a little old lady, a fat one at that, knitting! lol... but you know what, when you're in that situation it's amazing the things that will entertain you... and it did fill some of my time in.
But in the process of all of this, I turned into a phsyco pregnant lady, I was going nuts, I craved for any kind of conenction to the outside world, and thankfully Shane is easy going, and would let most of my crazy antics just go in one ear and out the other..... thank god for that, otherwise he may have gone insane too!
Now, the reason that has brought this all to an end is that amazing sister in law I have told you about, she is currently 27 weeks along with her 2nd bundle of joy, and is having a bit of a rough time with blood pressure, nearly landed herself in hospital, and I am worried for her, natural instincts I guess, and that's when I started remembering what it was like for me.... and have also given her the lecture, on rest up, read trashy mags, watch trashy tv and get lots of sleep, but I don't think this will be an easy thing for her, like me the first week or so, she will be loving, but it will get old, and quickly... so please everyone, cross your fingers for her, that the meds help bring it down and she can avoid the hospital, and bed rest.... But Ez, if this happens, doesn't mean you can go and start doing everything again!!! Take it easy! Ok?!!!
xxxx
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
Frustrations...
Ok, so today is going to be somewhat of a rant session, but I promise, not all will be doom and gloom.
I will start with my darling husband... cough cough, when he's asleep he's a darling anyway. lol.... No, just kidding, he is a fantastic loving daddy and husband, most of the time, but boy can that man have his moments! Take for instance, last night, I need him to get me some Panadeine tablets, and he was full of attitude and brought home a pack of Panadol Back and Neck tablets... "who are these for" I asked, to which I got the response "chemist was closed so I got these".... well that would be great if I had a sore back or a sore neck!!! Men!! Which got me thinking about the differences between men and women.... I don't know if ALL men are the same, but the majority of the species is, they just don't seem to be able to listen... I can tell Shane something and no shit, 5 minutes later he doesn't have a clue, it is soo infuriating, it is the main cause of any arguments we have... which thankfully is not very often these days, another thing I have learnt since having Aidan especially, is learning to, well, let me rephrase that, trying to learn to pick my battles... which I will shamefully put my hand up, and say isn't an easy thing for me, I tend to be totally oversensitive or overreact at times, but I am improving, I have always been stubborn, and have always had a severe lack of patience, another side of me which has improved a LOT since having Aidan, but could definately do with some improvement lol.
But all in all, Shane is a fantastic, loving, and caring (when he wants to be lol) father and husband, there is absolutely no greater joy for me than seeing my 2 boys together, laughing, giggling, smiling, it is the BEST moments!
But getting back on topic, the differences between men and women, I've mentioned the fact that men don't listen, and yet us women listen with very careful consideration of anything and everything that was said, and I can guarantee a lot of us, me included, can replay that conversation, whatever it was, a long time down the track and remember every detail, well the important parts anyway. lol. And you know what, it's some of those times, I wish we were a little more alike, because there are a lot of conversations, I wish I didn't remember, and wish I was as carefree as Shane is, but then if that happened who would remember to get the milk, bread, toilet paper etc...
So I guess as infuriating as our differences can be at times, we both create the perfect balance for each other, Shane is carefree and easy going, I tend to be the one who makes the decisions, and keeps everything moving along... and that is one of the things that does make us good team, now if only I could get him to get on a good team- Geelong, it would be a serene house! lmao!
xxxxx
I will start with my darling husband... cough cough, when he's asleep he's a darling anyway. lol.... No, just kidding, he is a fantastic loving daddy and husband, most of the time, but boy can that man have his moments! Take for instance, last night, I need him to get me some Panadeine tablets, and he was full of attitude and brought home a pack of Panadol Back and Neck tablets... "who are these for" I asked, to which I got the response "chemist was closed so I got these".... well that would be great if I had a sore back or a sore neck!!! Men!! Which got me thinking about the differences between men and women.... I don't know if ALL men are the same, but the majority of the species is, they just don't seem to be able to listen... I can tell Shane something and no shit, 5 minutes later he doesn't have a clue, it is soo infuriating, it is the main cause of any arguments we have... which thankfully is not very often these days, another thing I have learnt since having Aidan especially, is learning to, well, let me rephrase that, trying to learn to pick my battles... which I will shamefully put my hand up, and say isn't an easy thing for me, I tend to be totally oversensitive or overreact at times, but I am improving, I have always been stubborn, and have always had a severe lack of patience, another side of me which has improved a LOT since having Aidan, but could definately do with some improvement lol.
But all in all, Shane is a fantastic, loving, and caring (when he wants to be lol) father and husband, there is absolutely no greater joy for me than seeing my 2 boys together, laughing, giggling, smiling, it is the BEST moments!
But getting back on topic, the differences between men and women, I've mentioned the fact that men don't listen, and yet us women listen with very careful consideration of anything and everything that was said, and I can guarantee a lot of us, me included, can replay that conversation, whatever it was, a long time down the track and remember every detail, well the important parts anyway. lol. And you know what, it's some of those times, I wish we were a little more alike, because there are a lot of conversations, I wish I didn't remember, and wish I was as carefree as Shane is, but then if that happened who would remember to get the milk, bread, toilet paper etc...
So I guess as infuriating as our differences can be at times, we both create the perfect balance for each other, Shane is carefree and easy going, I tend to be the one who makes the decisions, and keeps everything moving along... and that is one of the things that does make us good team, now if only I could get him to get on a good team- Geelong, it would be a serene house! lmao!
xxxxx
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Opinions... where to draw the line?
Ok, so I have been thinking a lot about this subject, again, a subject that has been heightened since having Aidan... and was talking with Mrs B this morning which got me thinking about it again..
Everyone is entitled to their own views and opinions, it is a free country after all, But, why is it at that some people can't work out when to shut their mouths and keep it to themselves? It's no big deal when it comes to every day conversations, but what happens when it turns personal? What happens when it comes as an attack or critisism and not just a different point of view?
Once you have a baby, actually scrap that, the second it is known that you are pregnant, Everyone is an expert, any where you go, the supermarket, the post office, wherever, you can guarantee that you will bump into someone, more often than not a complete stranger telling you how big/small you are, are you sure it's not twins? "Well I'm fairly confident considering I have had a battery of scans and I have been assured each time that another one hasn't magically popped in there" It gets very old, very quickly!
But then the real fun starts once you have the bub, you have too many/not enough clothes on him, etc etc, these, are easy to brush off, but then comes the big issue of todays society weight, it absolutely astounds me the focus people put on weight, right from the very start, and society wonders why people have such body issues??? Aidan was 6 lb when he was born, and 47 cms, so he was quite small, but he gained well, and quickly, he was such a chubby little monkey from about 3 months old, and EVERYWHERE I went I would get comments about how big he was, now he is walking and running around and he's had a couple of growth spurts he is much more in proportion and has slimmed down a lot, but he still has a big belly, which I might add is perfect for blowing rasberries on! But he is he, he is Aidan, he is a toddler, why the hell do people find in neccesary to judge him and me about his size at this age? It is bloody ridiculous..
Then there is the other end of the scale , Mum's of small babies and kids, my awesome friend Mrs B, is Mum to one of these little petite kiddies, and M is absolutely adorable, completely healthy, such a cutie, and a flirt I might add lol, but she's a skinny minnie, so thereofor, the questions start.. That's just her build, petite, as is my little monkeys chubby start, it's their build, not who they are!
Isn't it time that people appreciate these adorable little people for their gorgeous smiles, cheeky grins, mumble jumble chatter, not what they look like? Although, can't say I blame them for not appreciating the tanties, and boy are we starting to get some of those, look out terrible 2's.... and then no doubt another set of nosey peoples opinions.
So I say, Stuff what other people think, if you are pregnant, embrace that big or small belly you have, because once bubs is born I assure you, you won't be feeling so fond about it for a while lol, snuggle up with your petite little one, or enjoy giving rasberries on those round chubby cheeks!
xxxx
Everyone is entitled to their own views and opinions, it is a free country after all, But, why is it at that some people can't work out when to shut their mouths and keep it to themselves? It's no big deal when it comes to every day conversations, but what happens when it turns personal? What happens when it comes as an attack or critisism and not just a different point of view?
Once you have a baby, actually scrap that, the second it is known that you are pregnant, Everyone is an expert, any where you go, the supermarket, the post office, wherever, you can guarantee that you will bump into someone, more often than not a complete stranger telling you how big/small you are, are you sure it's not twins? "Well I'm fairly confident considering I have had a battery of scans and I have been assured each time that another one hasn't magically popped in there" It gets very old, very quickly!
But then the real fun starts once you have the bub, you have too many/not enough clothes on him, etc etc, these, are easy to brush off, but then comes the big issue of todays society weight, it absolutely astounds me the focus people put on weight, right from the very start, and society wonders why people have such body issues??? Aidan was 6 lb when he was born, and 47 cms, so he was quite small, but he gained well, and quickly, he was such a chubby little monkey from about 3 months old, and EVERYWHERE I went I would get comments about how big he was, now he is walking and running around and he's had a couple of growth spurts he is much more in proportion and has slimmed down a lot, but he still has a big belly, which I might add is perfect for blowing rasberries on! But he is he, he is Aidan, he is a toddler, why the hell do people find in neccesary to judge him and me about his size at this age? It is bloody ridiculous..
Then there is the other end of the scale , Mum's of small babies and kids, my awesome friend Mrs B, is Mum to one of these little petite kiddies, and M is absolutely adorable, completely healthy, such a cutie, and a flirt I might add lol, but she's a skinny minnie, so thereofor, the questions start.. That's just her build, petite, as is my little monkeys chubby start, it's their build, not who they are!
Isn't it time that people appreciate these adorable little people for their gorgeous smiles, cheeky grins, mumble jumble chatter, not what they look like? Although, can't say I blame them for not appreciating the tanties, and boy are we starting to get some of those, look out terrible 2's.... and then no doubt another set of nosey peoples opinions.
So I say, Stuff what other people think, if you are pregnant, embrace that big or small belly you have, because once bubs is born I assure you, you won't be feeling so fond about it for a while lol, snuggle up with your petite little one, or enjoy giving rasberries on those round chubby cheeks!
xxxx
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Friends... the delicate balance between friends and growing up
Ok, so this is a topic I have deliberated long and hard about, especially the last couple of years.
We all have friends, it's just the value of the friends that matter, we all have great best friends we consider like family, we have friends who we care about, we have the friends that you would and do anything for, but amazingly they are nowhere to be seen when it's you that is in need and then there's friends that you are no longer friends with, for whatever reason.
I have found it astonishing the way friendships change, and more to the point, how people change. Some for the good some for the bad... a good way to know how true a friend you have, is to have a baby... you know the friend who you used to spend all your time with, but once you are up the duff is no where in sight... then the baby is born, and they come to see you and have a gawk at the little person and then once your new life as Mummy starts, they again vanish into the distance... and your left wondering why? But eventually you work out the answer to the why question is simple, they were in your life on their terms, when they needed you, but not when you needed them...
Then come the other friends, some old, some new, the ones you know will ALWAYS be there, no matter what, no matter why, no matter when.. the ones who when you do have a moment to get together just love to be in your company, the ones who when you've got a toddler who has been up screaming all night will listen to you whine, understand what you are going through, and just offer an ear to vent or cry to.. the ones you know you can tell absolutely anything and they won't judge you, or turn their backs.... these are true friends... I can count on one hand who they are for me, they know who they are, and I would not be the person I am today without them, but then that bring me back to other friends, the ones who weren't really friends, and the ones who are no longer in our lives, they also have made me who I am today, whether it's the memories of "good 'ol days" or by realising that they weren't mean to be in my life, they have all shaped who I am, and I will, no matter how these friendships stand these days, treasure the good times forever.
But to the ones who are in my life today, I love you, and you know you can always count on me.
Now, I am off to roll around and wrestle on the floor with the monkey child!
xxxx
We all have friends, it's just the value of the friends that matter, we all have great best friends we consider like family, we have friends who we care about, we have the friends that you would and do anything for, but amazingly they are nowhere to be seen when it's you that is in need and then there's friends that you are no longer friends with, for whatever reason.
I have found it astonishing the way friendships change, and more to the point, how people change. Some for the good some for the bad... a good way to know how true a friend you have, is to have a baby... you know the friend who you used to spend all your time with, but once you are up the duff is no where in sight... then the baby is born, and they come to see you and have a gawk at the little person and then once your new life as Mummy starts, they again vanish into the distance... and your left wondering why? But eventually you work out the answer to the why question is simple, they were in your life on their terms, when they needed you, but not when you needed them...
Then come the other friends, some old, some new, the ones you know will ALWAYS be there, no matter what, no matter why, no matter when.. the ones who when you do have a moment to get together just love to be in your company, the ones who when you've got a toddler who has been up screaming all night will listen to you whine, understand what you are going through, and just offer an ear to vent or cry to.. the ones you know you can tell absolutely anything and they won't judge you, or turn their backs.... these are true friends... I can count on one hand who they are for me, they know who they are, and I would not be the person I am today without them, but then that bring me back to other friends, the ones who weren't really friends, and the ones who are no longer in our lives, they also have made me who I am today, whether it's the memories of "good 'ol days" or by realising that they weren't mean to be in my life, they have all shaped who I am, and I will, no matter how these friendships stand these days, treasure the good times forever.
But to the ones who are in my life today, I love you, and you know you can always count on me.
Now, I am off to roll around and wrestle on the floor with the monkey child!
xxxx
Friday, February 26, 2010
Families...
So, this weekend we have the in-laws here... and it's got me thinking about families, the ones we are born into, the one's we marry into, and the ones we make for ourselves.
I have 5 different families, I have My mum, My Dad, Shane's family, our little family of 3, and also my "other family" - my really close friends.
So we will start with the family I was born into, being a daughter of now divorced parents is interesting, and a lot of the time, a massive struggle, parents that don't talk to each other, and a brother who doesn't talk to either of them, which again proves another challenge as I don't get to see him much, and miss him incredibly.
Then there is Shane's family, while they all have their own ways and little quirks as everyone does, and we have certainly had our moments, usually a power struggle, but I do love them to bits, when it boils down to it, while we have had, and no doubt will have again over the years our issues, they are good people, and they absolutely adore their family. Shane's family has also given me a wonderful sister in law who I also miss incredibly and wish we got to see more of, and a gorgeous, if somewhat rat bag of a nephew and a new neice or nephew on the way- exciting times!!
Then there is our little family, the 4 f us, Me, Shane, Aidan and Skitz the cat... again, not always a mills and boon novel, I think our little family is perfect, I love that while to look at Aidan he is Shane through and through, that he is hopefully the perfect mix of both Shane and I, can't say I am looking forward to when he gets older though, considering Shane and I are both soo stubborn, and are not ones who a quick to admit we're wrong. lol..
Then comes the last family, my wonderful friends, the last 12 months or so I have learnt a lot about friends, the ones who were in our life briefy, the ones who are in our life, but only on their terms, and the ones I couldn't live without- I can count these people on one hand, But I really would be totally lost without them, they are the ones if I'm having a bad day, I know I can call them have a bitch or a sook and they will listen, understand and not judge me at all, they're the ones if I am in trouble or need them, I know they will come to me, like I have done them... I love them unconditionally, no matter what they do, I will always support them, after all, isn't that what friends do?
So, that is my thoughts for the day, now much be off, more entertaining to do!!
xxxx
I have 5 different families, I have My mum, My Dad, Shane's family, our little family of 3, and also my "other family" - my really close friends.
So we will start with the family I was born into, being a daughter of now divorced parents is interesting, and a lot of the time, a massive struggle, parents that don't talk to each other, and a brother who doesn't talk to either of them, which again proves another challenge as I don't get to see him much, and miss him incredibly.
Then there is Shane's family, while they all have their own ways and little quirks as everyone does, and we have certainly had our moments, usually a power struggle, but I do love them to bits, when it boils down to it, while we have had, and no doubt will have again over the years our issues, they are good people, and they absolutely adore their family. Shane's family has also given me a wonderful sister in law who I also miss incredibly and wish we got to see more of, and a gorgeous, if somewhat rat bag of a nephew and a new neice or nephew on the way- exciting times!!
Then there is our little family, the 4 f us, Me, Shane, Aidan and Skitz the cat... again, not always a mills and boon novel, I think our little family is perfect, I love that while to look at Aidan he is Shane through and through, that he is hopefully the perfect mix of both Shane and I, can't say I am looking forward to when he gets older though, considering Shane and I are both soo stubborn, and are not ones who a quick to admit we're wrong. lol..
Then comes the last family, my wonderful friends, the last 12 months or so I have learnt a lot about friends, the ones who were in our life briefy, the ones who are in our life, but only on their terms, and the ones I couldn't live without- I can count these people on one hand, But I really would be totally lost without them, they are the ones if I'm having a bad day, I know I can call them have a bitch or a sook and they will listen, understand and not judge me at all, they're the ones if I am in trouble or need them, I know they will come to me, like I have done them... I love them unconditionally, no matter what they do, I will always support them, after all, isn't that what friends do?
So, that is my thoughts for the day, now much be off, more entertaining to do!!
xxxx
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Welcome to my life!
Well well well, here I sit starting to write a blog, who would of thought? Well, I have often thought about it, just never thought I would do it...
My hopes for this blog is to be real, raw and honest, some days will be fantastic and full of greatness, other days, will be not so great, because that's life... not always like a box of chocolates! Although on those not so great days, a box of chocolate would definately help!!
So who am I you ask? I am Kate, wife to Shane and Mummy to Aidan, and friend to some... and now I am a blog writer. lol.
So where to start? That is the million dollar question? There is so so much I will tell throughout this journey, but for now, I will start with today...
Today has me thinking just how much things have changed, just how much I have changed... and all for the better, well mostly anyway. lol.
3 Years ago Shane and I got married, best day, well night actually- we got married at 7pm on a Friday night, of my life, I was so happy to have married my soul mate, my best friend, my confidant, but I wasn't much of a house wife so to speak, I kept the house neat and tidy, but I wasn't a huge fan of cleaning, or cooking for that matter, and definately not gardening- well something's haven't changed, I still hate gardening! lol.. I kind of just plodded along doing what I "had" to do...
Now 3 years on, a little Prince slash Monkey child later, and what a different life I have now!! My days consist of housework, cooking cleaning and looking after Aidan, which I wouldn't have any other way, but it just makes me realise how much things really have changed, even if you don't really realise... I am now also such an organised person, my daily routine is the same day in, day out, and I love that fact... Mornings start when Aidan wakes, then he has breaky, Shane goes off to work, and then my day really begins, washing, dishes, vaccuming, all that fun stuff, then Aidan and I go for a walk, or go and do anything we need to do, or I bake.. another new found passion I have found- cooking, somethings mind you are an absolute flop and end up in the bin, but I look at it as a learning curve, well that's my excuse and I am sticking to it. Then Aidan goes to bed at lunchtime, and I have "ME" time, Shane is at work, Aidan is sleeping, and my housework is all done, and I love this quiet time! I also love the fact that I know when Aidan wakes up I will be greeted with "hiiiiiiiiiiiiii" and a big cheeky smile and we have the afternoon free to play... Whether it is singing to the Wiggles- I swore I would never do this by the way lol, or rolling around on the floor, chasing each other around the coffee table, or there is those "other" days, where he is climbing everything, pulling the entire contents of every cupboard and drawer out and spreading them around the house, squealing the whole time, and then deciding it's time to climb into the washing machine.... this is our latest battle, he has worked out how to open the damn thing, and proceeds to climb in there, then get stuck and scream blue murder! Oh they joys... or there is the other game, Harrass the cat, poor Skitz (our cat) I am truly suprised she doesn't have brain damage... he will sit and pat her nicely and gentle for a minute, and then it's game on, he will run around her in circles squealing, then pull her tail, or pick her up and decide to cart her around with him... this does not sit well with Skitz, she will scratch, or more often than not, bite, and he still doesn't care! I find it baffling how fearless these little monkeys are! One bite from her, and I am out of there, but for Aidan, it just makes it more fun!
So, my life is so very different now to what it was, which happens obviously, but you know what? I love it, yes some days are difficult, especially the joys of teething at the moment, and yes some days are oh so tedious and I just want to get out and do something, but on the whole, I love it, I love that while Shane is the one who is out at work, I am the one that keeps the fires burning on the home front... What the hell did I do with my time before Aidan though? Work obviously, but on the weekends? I can't fathom what on earth we used to do all weekend... I don't even remember, but it doesn't worry me... this weekend I will be playing super house hostess to the in-laws, should be fun, haven't had them over here for months, and they haven't seen the monkey walk--- OHHHHH how they are in for a shock!
Enjoy your weekend, I am off, need to eat before Aidan wakes up, and also need to think of tomorrow's topic...
xxxx
My hopes for this blog is to be real, raw and honest, some days will be fantastic and full of greatness, other days, will be not so great, because that's life... not always like a box of chocolates! Although on those not so great days, a box of chocolate would definately help!!
So who am I you ask? I am Kate, wife to Shane and Mummy to Aidan, and friend to some... and now I am a blog writer. lol.
So where to start? That is the million dollar question? There is so so much I will tell throughout this journey, but for now, I will start with today...
Today has me thinking just how much things have changed, just how much I have changed... and all for the better, well mostly anyway. lol.
3 Years ago Shane and I got married, best day, well night actually- we got married at 7pm on a Friday night, of my life, I was so happy to have married my soul mate, my best friend, my confidant, but I wasn't much of a house wife so to speak, I kept the house neat and tidy, but I wasn't a huge fan of cleaning, or cooking for that matter, and definately not gardening- well something's haven't changed, I still hate gardening! lol.. I kind of just plodded along doing what I "had" to do...
Now 3 years on, a little Prince slash Monkey child later, and what a different life I have now!! My days consist of housework, cooking cleaning and looking after Aidan, which I wouldn't have any other way, but it just makes me realise how much things really have changed, even if you don't really realise... I am now also such an organised person, my daily routine is the same day in, day out, and I love that fact... Mornings start when Aidan wakes, then he has breaky, Shane goes off to work, and then my day really begins, washing, dishes, vaccuming, all that fun stuff, then Aidan and I go for a walk, or go and do anything we need to do, or I bake.. another new found passion I have found- cooking, somethings mind you are an absolute flop and end up in the bin, but I look at it as a learning curve, well that's my excuse and I am sticking to it. Then Aidan goes to bed at lunchtime, and I have "ME" time, Shane is at work, Aidan is sleeping, and my housework is all done, and I love this quiet time! I also love the fact that I know when Aidan wakes up I will be greeted with "hiiiiiiiiiiiiii" and a big cheeky smile and we have the afternoon free to play... Whether it is singing to the Wiggles- I swore I would never do this by the way lol, or rolling around on the floor, chasing each other around the coffee table, or there is those "other" days, where he is climbing everything, pulling the entire contents of every cupboard and drawer out and spreading them around the house, squealing the whole time, and then deciding it's time to climb into the washing machine.... this is our latest battle, he has worked out how to open the damn thing, and proceeds to climb in there, then get stuck and scream blue murder! Oh they joys... or there is the other game, Harrass the cat, poor Skitz (our cat) I am truly suprised she doesn't have brain damage... he will sit and pat her nicely and gentle for a minute, and then it's game on, he will run around her in circles squealing, then pull her tail, or pick her up and decide to cart her around with him... this does not sit well with Skitz, she will scratch, or more often than not, bite, and he still doesn't care! I find it baffling how fearless these little monkeys are! One bite from her, and I am out of there, but for Aidan, it just makes it more fun!
So, my life is so very different now to what it was, which happens obviously, but you know what? I love it, yes some days are difficult, especially the joys of teething at the moment, and yes some days are oh so tedious and I just want to get out and do something, but on the whole, I love it, I love that while Shane is the one who is out at work, I am the one that keeps the fires burning on the home front... What the hell did I do with my time before Aidan though? Work obviously, but on the weekends? I can't fathom what on earth we used to do all weekend... I don't even remember, but it doesn't worry me... this weekend I will be playing super house hostess to the in-laws, should be fun, haven't had them over here for months, and they haven't seen the monkey walk--- OHHHHH how they are in for a shock!
Enjoy your weekend, I am off, need to eat before Aidan wakes up, and also need to think of tomorrow's topic...
xxxx
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