I understand that the tantrumming, moments of mad frustration, yelling, kicking and pinching are all par for the course for a terrible two year old 'undergoing the change': the tumultuous journey towards independence. But what of the sanity of the 31 year old mother?
Woop Woop! Today I had a three month scan as there is most definitely a little bun in the oven: a sibling for my 2 year old. We are all very excited. On hearing the news, said 2 year old (and 2 months) stated, "Where is it? Want to see it? Cut it out".
It's a hard one. When Demi Moore stripped bare for her 91 Vanity Fair Cover at seven months pregnant, some said it was a feminist stance, celebrating her new found form, others felt it a controversial move by an actress in constant need of attention.
I pondered as to whether I should write this or not. What happened yesterday was pretty upsetting. Ultimately I concluded it was for the best to write it down. Might help another mother who takes her eyes off her child for one split milisecond.
My otherwise healthy little toddler suffered from chronic ear infections (otherwise known as Glue Ear) from June last year until December but has seemed to have knocked them on the head (for the longest time) anyway in the last couple of months.
Being a blogger has it's perks-as well as sometimes getting paid for posts, companies often contact me and ask whether they can send me gifts for Oliver. Check out the presents for Oliver below from Find me a Gift . Lucky Oliver!
My post No Boys Allowed got a lot of debate going on on the blog the other day and some women mentioned little girls' clothes were much more fun and they found greater choice for girls, struggling with boys' gear for their own or for presents.
I remembered something I read on facebook a few months back, today and it really grated on me. A woman I barely knew but met through other mothers, commented after her 20 week scan that she was, "relieved she was having another girl". It startled me a little.
Have you forgotten it already? Shame on you. Too busy tweeting, face-booking and living your life online were you? ET phoned home back in the 80's- was that the last time you did too?
Happy Valentine's Day all!
...Since a new man entered my life that cold January two years ago, my heart belongs to him. I still gave my husband Peter a pretty card I made, including the heartfelt words of, "You're the best husband in the world and would be nearly perfect if you managed to put your dirty socks in the wash basket" scribbled lovingly inside.
So last week, my 2 year old son overheard a builder use the F word.
I know, disgusting right. What's society coming to?
Erm, that builder might just have been me.
...It's party time. Well not until tomorrow but it's imminent. The '2 year old in a teenager's body' is having a party. We've selected the venue (his favourite softplay centre): small, easy to get to, fabulous toys including his favourite 'the oven', always pristine sans the ubiquitous childrens' dribble and I don't actually have to get into the ball pit as visibility from the seating area/magazine stand is peripheral.
My baby toddler turns 2 today. TWO WHOLE YEARS! So much has happened since his dramatic entrance into the world. We've lived in 3 different cities, had time off, started work again, made films, changed jobs, friends, houses and all the while our lives have been irrevocably, indellibly transformed by one charismatic and delightful young man. It's amazing that such a small person can make such a HUGE impression.
I recently read a superb article in the Guardian on what inspires some of the greatest creatives out there. It got me thinking about what inspires me, whether it's writing a feature screenplay, animation script or this blog right here. Here are my tips to becoming inspired. Happy 2012!
