Return of the mam…

Okay that sounded better in my head, you know like Return of the Mac…was it the Mac? Dear goodness I’ve got baby brain and Christmas brain all combined.

So I’ve been MIA for a while.

So about that….

There’s no reason, no I won the lottery or anything dramatic other than I didn’t have anything to say. Or I feel I don’t have anything to say.

I’ve blogged about this before. About the why of blogging.

I’m not unique in my life.

By blogging I really began to realise how dull my life is. This then started really getting to me. I started thinking that if I am bored, then Sidekick must be too. It was just a spiral.

I also started back at work and that sucks.

My job has completely changed, I now have a new desk, office and boss and it all sucks. It also seems that since I have now had a child I am no longer capable of managing a team or having any responsibility at all. Who knew that by giving birth to a child I suddenly become, in the eyes of my employees, as good as a recent graduate. We’ll just ignore the million pound projects I secured and the improvements to working practices. I have had a child therefore I am only now good at being a mum.

So here I am, still struggling on, Sidekick stillĀ  not liking the sleep, still ignoring all the things those darn parenting books say she should be doing. You know like sleeping through the night, reducing her milk feeds. Stupid things like that.

But for all the things she’s not doing she’s doing great at other things. We are now walking and talking. We have an interesting range of vocab, a select few are words like ‘fart fart’ said to the nurse, belly – the most hilarious word in her world, birdy – said loudly at 3am. It’s entertaining for sure!

So we survived and actually enjoyed Christmas. We did quite well at not spoiling Sidekick, we have been sticking to the 4 rules of presents: Something to wear, something to read, something you need and something you want. It is a good way of controlling the urges to buy a ridiculous amount of stuff that won’t be played with. Also money is not as plentiful as it once was with me now being less than half time.

Time for frugal living…again.

Seriously I think there’s been maybe a couple of years where there hasn’t been frugal living.

Ugh. I’m not in a good frame of mind today.

Ignore me…go about your business.

This mum lark is hard and I’m seriously feeling that I suck at it. Anyone else want to join me in the suck fest?

The pen is mightier than the sword, why not say something

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