For anyone who complains that Mummy bloggers portray an unrealistic and ideal life… they’re reading the wrong bloggers.
Mini-Me has upped her Bitch-game this evening. Seriously, there are teenagers with less attitude.
Am trying to remind myself that “a strong-willed daughter will be a strong woman, able for anything the world can throw at her.” Whatever…
Tonight, SHE threw EVERYTHING at me before bed. Tantrums, crying, huffing, puffing and death stares. She threw herself onto her bed, arm across her face, sighing and declaring dramatically “I am just FED UP.” (Looks through elbow to see if she’s getting required reaction.)
I had to leave the room; Part of me laughing at how hilarious she is, part of me DYING a little inside that I saw myself in front of my own eyes. 😳😳😳
Bad, not-doing-anything-right, setting-seriously-bad-examples, fucking-my-child’s-emotional-responses, opposite-of-positive-parenting BAAAAAAD MAMMY.
Deep breaths. Compose oneself. Remember who is in charge…
(Little voice… “She is. She’s in charge you Crazy Woman…”) 😈
I eventually got her settled, read “The Dinosaur that Pooped the Bed” and tucked her in.
Then I came up the hall to THIS MESS.👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇
I don’t even know where to start, and so I’m ranting to you, my lovely S-Mummies 💖, to avoid it…
And to stop myself from pouring a HUMONGOUS grape-juice. 🍷😂
On a BRIGHTER NOTE… 🌞🌞🌞
I almost puked in public today. 😂😂
Week three of #operationskinnyarse began with the most terrifying and dreaded piece of equipment in the gym…
I shit you not. It turns out that the most torturous, challenging, hardcore machine in there is my own fricken bodyweight and a mat.
Hope your Monday was equally as wonderful as mine.
Maybe Winnie the Poop was right! 😂
Over and out…
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