FFS Friday 23rd December

I wasn't going to do this, this week as I was going to be *way too busy* but Major Man is being an arse so I think it's warranted.

MM finished work yesterday and had 'after work drinks'.  He stumbled in the door at 5am, minus his glasses with a stupid had on. We are supposed to go shopping today FFS

MM still hasn't got me a Christmas present. I made it simple for him, told him what I want and where to buy it.  It's not that hard FFS

For some unknown reason Mini Man thinks I am his personal footrest.  As I'm typing this he has his legs across my lap.  Some personal space would be nice child FFS

I went through MM wallet this morning...I'm hoping like hell that, that money in there is a Christmas bonus and not him withdrawing his entire pay for the week.  How on earth did he not get mugged walking home from the clubs last night FFS

Why don't bottlo's do deliveries like Dominos? I sure as hell could have done with a six pack at 5am this morning FFS

Did I mention that when MM came home he also woke the Mini Man, so we've both been awake since 5am.  MM of course promptly fell asleep at 530am but we are still no where near a nap FFS

When I say nap, I'm talking about the thing that Mini Man avoids like the plague for 360 days of the year.  When I vent about it on facebook, don't respond by saying how glad you are that YOUR 2 yo is still have 2 naps a day. I  will have to hold myself back from coming over and stabbing you...or swapping kids FFS

Again kid get your damn feet off me I am finding it very hard to type when you are using me as a resistance weight for your legs.  FFS

Why do some people feel the need to report photos needlessly.  A friend posted a photo of her sons ARM covered in a rash on facebook and it got removed because someone reported it as pornographic material.  Did I mention she posted it in a private mums group.  Grow up people FFS

It's the silly season! What has pissed you off this week?  Head over to Dear Baby G and have a giggle or link up what has pissed you off this week.

Merry Christmas! Hope the fat man visits you all.

I'm all about choice baby

I've been umming and ahhhing about writing about this topic because I wasn't sure how to approach it without seeming preachy or attracting unwanted attention.  In keeping with what I have going on about honesty though I decided to take the plunge...so here goes.

I think the greatest debate the many mothers, mothers-to-be and every other nosey bastard that wants to put their two cents in whether they are planning on having kids or not is 'to breastfeed or not to breastfeed'.  Go onto any parenting forum and you will no doubt find a heated debate from both sides of the fence.  

What camp do I reside in? I sit in the 'its your damn baby and your body you do whatever the hell you like as long as you are feeding them'.  I do however enter into debates if someone who bottlefed their child is being unfairly treated.

I bottle fed Mini Man and I'm not sorry for it..nor do I think it is anyone's business to try and make me feel guilty for it.  I did what was best for our situation and it worked.  In the same breath though I never begrudge a friend or woman for their ability to breast feed.  If you can and you want to, then that is awesome...but if you can't or don't want to then that is just fine too.

I've been called many names on parenting forums for choosing to bottle feed and I think it's disgusting.  As mothers we face so much judgement, so why do we feel the need to push our own judgement onto other mothers.  

I think there needs to be support for everyone.  Support if you are breastfeeding, support if you are bottle feeding.  There were a lot of questions I had when I first had my son...but I was never asked if I was ok because I 'took the easy way out'.  Anyone who bottle fed/feeds will tell you that while it is relatively easy to establish compared to breastfeeding, it is in no way as easy as established, successful breastfeeding.  I did find myself wishing I had gone the breastfeeding route for the pure on tap convenience it has once established.  I forgot to take a bottle while out shopping ONCE it never happened again.

Being a mum is hard...you are damned if you do, damned if you don't.

Maybe it IS helping

I had a bit of an 'aha' moment last week after my case manager appointment.  It kind of kicked me in the guts and made me realise what is really going on.

What if, what they are doing is actually helpful? The previous ones not so much but maybe the new one.  Sleeping during an appointment is never helpful....unless it's a sleep study and even then it should be me asleep not them.

What has made me come to this conclusion you ask? It kind of hit me when I was actually open at the last appointment.  Instead of letting me wallow, she told me I was doing fine and talking me through what I should do if the situations arise again.  This is what 'therapy' is about.  

I was so caught up in how horrible I felt and how horrible I am that I forget the good stuff that had happened and that I had done.  She reminded me of that, without being condescending or brushing the issue off.  

I think that, that has been the issue in the past, I have felt that by saying I am doing well that they are brushing it off.  Not the new one.  She acknowledges what I am feeling and then reminds me of the 'truth' of the situation.  

Now if only she could be more reliable on the contact front we would have a perfect case manager.

FFS Friday 16th December 2011

Sarah over at Dear Baby G writes a post each Friday about what pissed her off during the week.  This week I decided to join in on the fun.

This week I had an appointment with my case manager.  She turned up this time....40 minutes early.  I had no pants on and had to do a mad dash to go and get changed FFS.

I scour the web for 'inspired' meals for Mini Man and I.  I then slave over the stove and almost use every pot and pan I own.  If it is especially exotic I have to go out and buy new utensils or dishes.  He is happy to eat a whole loaf of garlic bread...from dominos FFS

For the third week in a row Major Man's son and his kids have come over during the only time that we really get time together during the week.  They sit around and drink piss while I have to deal with the 3 kids trashing my house.  Two out of the three weeks I have fed them.  Major Man is then an arse to deal with because he's drunk FFS

Shopping centers really need moron tests.  If you don't pass you can't come back for a month.  If you fail 3 times in a row then you are banned for life.  If you have ever spent extended periods of time in a shopping centre or work in retail I am sure you can sympathise with that.  Engage the brain before you step outside the door people.  FFS

What is with the arse hanging out of bottom of shorts fashion and why are 12 year olds indulging in it? You can't go anywhere without your eyes being assaulted from all directions by arse cheeks.  Cover up, I don't want to see your arse FFS

This woman enough said FFS

I could go on like this all day but we've all got to know when to call it quits.  Have fun and remember 'it's illegal to kill stupid people' no matter how tempting it is.

Bah Humbug

This is just going to be a spew of random so bare with me people.

What do you get when you mix a full moon with full blown Christmas Silly Season? Fucking chaos that is what!

I know I have my ranty pants on permanently lately and those on my facebook are copping the brunt of it.  I feel sorry for them I really do. The damn things just seem to be stuck there.

I have had this stupid gastro bug for 5 days.  Yes that's right 5 days!!! I tried to make myself feel better by telling myself that it was doing wonders for my weightloss.  Yeh you're right, it didn't work.

I have an appointment with the new case manager tomorrow.  Even though she has been around for 2 months I still call her new as I have only seen her once in that time.  Let's hope that she turns up tomorrow.  If she does, I really don't know how I am going to answer her questions.  The biggest one being 'Do you feel safe?'.  I really don't know, really.

You know its a bad day when you spend most of it laying in bed listing to Matchbox Twenty's early stuff sobbing.

The Lazy Wife's Guide to Housework

I hate housework with a passion and avoid it like the plague.  Here are my top tips for doing housework without really doing any work.

1. If food doesn't come off within 30 seconds of scrubbing, then the item must go in the bin...no exceptions

2.  Mopping when you have a toddler is always optional (or for the people with that weird cleaning fetish)

3.  Putting the clean washing in a pile in the corner of any room still counts as 'doing the washing'.

4.  Only feel 'obliged' to do the washing when you feel like you are going to get swallowed by the basket every time you walk into the bathroom...the same applies for the dishes.

5.  When your favourite item of clothing is in the laundry basket...if it doesn't smell like mouldy undies yet then you can still wear it.

6.  Making the Mini Man help isn't cruel slave labour, it's common sense and his future partner will thank me for it.

7.  If you never turn the fans off for the entire summer then no one notices how dirty they really are.

Do you hate housework as much as I do? What are you tips for avoiding it?