Posts made in September, 2009
Writing Workshop Wednesday
Just wanted to say hi to anyone popping in from Mama Kat’s who was lovely enough to use my prompts for her writing assignment this week.
I’ve been feeling extra guilty lately. I say extra because doesn’t it seem like every day comes with some sort of guilt since becoming a mother? Come find out what I’ve been wringing my hands over at ‘Out, Out Damn Spot’.
A fab blogging friend tagged me in a cool meme recently that lead to a emotional and evocative trip down memory lane. You can read some of my most precious childhood memories here at ‘Memories of a 2nd House’.
I hope you enjoy reading the posts behind the writing prompts. I’d love it if you’d stick around and read some more – and don’t forget to subscribe to my feed if you like what you see.
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Read MoreYo Mama
Well you can’t knock Kai for his ability to keep me on my toes.
The night before last he broke all records sleeping the longest stretch of his ENTIRE LIFE!!! A whole six and half hours all in a row. And after he’d woken up, guzzled down his usual few gallons of milk and gone back to sleep he only woke up a further ONCE!!!!!!!
I’m not sure you’ve grasped the significance of this.
He woke up TWICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And yes, the exclamation marks totally justified. And YES I’m going to shout a lot in this post and DON’T CARE.
Because not only did he only wake up twice, he didn’t want to get up till 7am… AND… spent the whole night in his cot in his OWN ROOM.
Perhaps you’re wondering (like I did) whether someone secretly swapped out my genetically flawed Hyper-No-Sleep 5000 baby with a regular, normal, standard issue one.
But no, it was really Kai.
Do you know how I know?
Because of LAST night. Last night, after jubilantly celebrating all day that ‘This was IT baby!’ and that we’d really turned a corner, phoning all my friends and relatives and stopping random people in the street to grab them by their lapels and look with crazy frenzy into their frightened eyes and squeal “SIX AND A HALF HOURS!!”
Last night when I sauntered off to bed safe in the knowledge that I most likely had at least three hours before being woken up, and probably another three or four hour stretch after that.
Last night when Kai was awake all fricking night.
So no. Doesn’t look like that was IT baby. Looks like that was just a horrible cruel fluke.Quite possibly because Kai nearly knocked himself out on the skirting board that day and I had two rather large glasses of wine. Yep, nothing like a mild concussion and alcohol laced breast milk to guarantee some sleep.
And of course because I’d been treated to night of half-decent sleep the night before, a night of virtually no sleep hit me extra hard. And I was so tired this morning that… well… I’ll tell you how tired I was. EXACTLY how tired.
Because I’m starting a new thing. It’s called ‘This Mama so tired’.
It’s kinda like ‘Yo Mama so fat’ except better. And less horribly offensive. (And yes I know it’s not grammatically correct but it’s hip, innit?)
So here’s mine – then you have to give me yours:
This Mama so tired that… she realised that she’d thrown her dirty underwear in the toilet rather than in the laundry basket
This Mama so tired that… when writing a birthday card for one of Kai’s buddy’s she wrote
To Kai, Happy Birthday Love Kai x
This Mama so tired that… she can’t SEE!
I’m not kidding! I seriously thought I might be going blind. I booked an appointment at the opticians and prepared myself for the worst but turns out my eye sight in test is fine (phew!). Well, no worse than it’s ever been – I still have a slightly lazy eye. Apparently I’m just so exhausted that even the muscles in my eyes are tired! Thus giving me rather screwy vision, especially in bright light. The lovely leather elbow-patch cladded Optician prescribed me a decent pair of sunglasses and some sleep. He even may have used the word ‘dear’ and patted my arm.
THAT’S how tired I am.
So how tired are you Mama?
P.S. I’m know I’m being horrible and excluding Dads here but Yo Pappa doesn’t really sound right does it? Men folk – if you can pull it off or think of a Dad equivalent then by all means do so…
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Read MoreAnd the winner is…
You know I’m kind of dreading this…
Before I announce the winner let me just say, in the words of the immortal Elton John, I don’t have much money but boy if I did, I’d buy you ALL Slankets.
But I only have one, a lovely forest green one actually. It’s kinda lush – you’re going to look like a giant fleecy tree.
Last night I assigned every entry in the Sleep Carnival a number. Written submissions got 1 number, a photo or photos got you an extra 3 numbers. I then used random.org to generate a random number and pick a winner.
And the winner is…
Pippa! From A Mother’s Ramblings!
I have to say, I’m secretly quite pleased. Pippa submitted a fab entry to the carnival and one the very best sleep deprived photos. She also introduced me to these which are now top of my Christmas list.
So well done Pippa! – just drop me an email with your address and I’ll get it posted straight out to you.
Apologies to all you disappointed entrants now sobbing into your non-sleeved blankets. I think you’ll be ok but appreciate it might take some time for the pain to fade. Hang in there.
Many thanks again for your fantastic support of the Carnival – I’ve been overwhelmed by the response and had so much fun doing it.
Stay with me though – lots of fun ideas and posts in the pipeline.
Hopefully see you again soon x
P.S. If you’ve enjoyed taking part I suggest you have a wander along to A tired Mummy’s Blog who’s planning a Carnival of Eating!! Great idea – I like eating. Oh, you mean it’s about children’s eating? Bugger…
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Read MoreIt’s time for… The Sleep Deprivation Carnival 2009!
Roll up roll up!
It’s finally here, The Sleep Deprivation Carnival 2009!
Come see the best of the best’s take on the Sleep Deprivation of parenthood. See the incredible whispering squatting woman, the Health Visitor defying rebel, the gymnastic Houdini toddler and the Naughty Sleep Gnome. We’ve got tears, we’ve got desperation, we’ve got the inevitable vomit. And we’ve even got a few rare scenes of nighttime bliss – just to prove it can happen!
Your entrance fee is one subscription to my feed (that is, if you enjoy my blog which I hope you do) and blatant over- the-top-promotion of this carnival on the social networking site of your choice.
I’ll be along shortly with snacks and hot chocolate…
But in the meantime if you’d like to make your way here and I’ll be right with you…
Come on in…!
And when you’ve finished reading don’t forget to check out the freak show, erm… I mean…
The Sleep Deprivation Gallery
Guaranteed to cause a giggle – there’s some real corkers…
Thank you so much to everyone that contributed. I really hope that this carnival will stand as a testament to all the world’s sleep deprived parents for a long time to come. When I can get organised I’ll provide a permanent link to it on the blog’s main page for to access anytime – I really hope you’ll make use of this fantastic resource.
xx
