I totally want to punch today in the face. After a very disturbed night (Thanks girls), there’s nothing like ending the day with bright orange, baby vomit all over your brand new, light grey carpet. FML! After Flo projectile vomited her dinner (which was a mixture of sweet potato, carrots, broccoli and parsnips), she was happy as Larry!
I on the other hand was a nervous wreck! We’ve recently started to rent a brand new, new build home in pristine condition, so you can imagine my face when I saw the carpet splattered in orange puke. Oh to be a fly on the wall! Our Landlord would have a heart attack if she saw the amount of mess the girls make at meal times.
Flo’s expression pretty much sums up my mood right now. I’m definitely a Mama on the edge. You would of thought that after nearly three years, my body could deal with broken sleep, but today it has caught up with me and I feel like a grumpy mama bear. It didn’t help that I was hangry too.
After a day full of 💩 nappies (Flo is pooing like a trooper at the moment), countless changes of clothes, wrestling Flo every time I need to change her, numerous trips in and out of the car, refereeing between the girls and constantly reminding Bella that it’s not acceptable to push her sister, dealing with toddler tantrums and feeling guilty for losing my patience once or twice, I remembered this-see image below.
After both girls were down I remembered that there was a chilled bottle of wine in the fridge, so I excitedly skipped to the kitchen, only to be slapped in the face with the reminder that we haven’t unpacked our bottle opener yet-#mumfail.
