Sunday, 15 July 2012

Hit by a Truck

It's 8.30pm and I have finally sat down,  I feel like I have been hit by truck and I am almost to tired for words.  This week has been totally insane and I have not had a minute to myself. If I had one wish it would have to be for more hours in a day,  There simply aren't enough.  What I wouldn't give just to sleep in until midday tomorrow, get up and lounge around in my PJs and spend the day doing absolutely nothing.  The reality is I will be up at 6.30am making pack lunches, doing school runs, heading off to work and to make matters worse I am going out tomorrow night, so it will be another late one.

The kids are suppose to go to their dads on alternate weekends, this weekend being his turn to have them and my turn to have a little 'me' time.  However, it was Faye's big dance extravaganza last night, which has resulted in him actually seeing very little of them and me, once again, having to do the lion's share of the work.  The next free time that I will have is a mere 13 days away. 

Getting back to the dance show.  I was the proudest mum there.  It was the first time that she has danced on a 'proper stage' and she just glowed all the way through.  She had the biggest beaming smile plastered to her face and she loved every single second.  All the hard work that has gone into the show really paid off because I had a fantastic night.  I cannot wait to buy the DVD to be able to
re-watch it.

It was one very tired little girl I had this morning.  All the excitement and late nights have caught up with her.  She was at dance rehearsals from 5.30pm until 8pm on Friday night.  She was at the Venue for 4pm yesterday for more pre-show rehearsals, before the performance which ran from 7pm to 9pm.

Her dad was picking her up at 9.30am this morning to take her for the day but she had a tummy ache and got all weepy and refused to go with him.  The reality of it was that she wanted a bit a mummy time.  Charlie went with his dad and my princess stayed with me.  We had a good day rummaging around a car boot sale with her nanna and grandad.  She was in her element and came away with a few little bargains that she managed to sniff out.


1 comment:

  1. That's lovely- there really is nothing else EVER to equal the 'proud mom' feeling, as well as the incredible excitement for a child of something they've looked forward to finally arriving.
    Congratulations to both of you!