Feeling some goopy love...

Messy play day today thanks to some goop! Grabbed a couple of boxes of cornflour & about half a litre of water & shoved the lot in a basin. Kids looked a bit confused to begin with to be honest as I think W was under the impression we were baking (I assume the 'flour' reference). So mixed it all up & I have to say I think I loved the stuff more than the boys did! W hasn't ever been one for enjoying having sticky hands so he got a bit squicked out when it started drying out on his hands & ran off to wash them. O on the other hand LOVED it. We sat for ages playing with the stuff but we made it a bit too runny so if anyone wants to try it, I'd advise using just slightly less than 500ml if using 2 boxes of cornflour. It was awesome all the same. We all got really messy & it was loads of fun.

Unfortunately during the goop process, a rather large burn I received yesterday (dumbass accident with some soup) started to burst & the blisters weeping. Having seen the nurse earlier on in the morning, I was told if such a thing were to happen to get back down there. So playtime screeched to a rather painful halt as I had half an hour to get both boys ready & get down to the doctors surgery. My darling baby was pissed & I mean seriously pissed (as you can see) that I had to take the basin away & wash us all up. He totally flipped & screamed the place down like a banshee. A rather stressful experience when your fiance & Mum are both sleeping for nightshifts (in different beds obviously, we're not THAT family). Thankfully, a mixture of boob & distraction managed to get us on the move & out the door.

A tip for goop cleanage would be don't try to wash it up with wet cloths as the cornflour just dries out again. We were out for about an hour & when we got back the full lot had dried & it was just cornflour left on the floor so it was easy enough to just sweep it all away.

(I'm fine by the way, arm is still intact & all safely packaged away.)

Aside from that, we've had a bit of a quiet one. The boys were angels all day, bless them (unless you count W's slow-as-treacle-running-off-a-cold-spoon walk up from the doctors in the pissing rain). It's days like this I look back & feel really bad for moaning. They really are a pair of sweethearts for the most part. I hate that guilty feeling though, especially if you've told them off & then you're putting them to bed at night & see their wee faces as they sleep. Those moments make you realise just how much you love your children. Seeing them laying their sound asleep & feeling that aching feeling in your chest like your heart is going to explode! Totally didn't see that one coming when I was pregnant, the fact that you could love someone so much & happily give all if yourself to those little people. No matter how crappy things can get sometimes, your children really are a blessing & we should treat them as such. Sorry for getting a bit soppy there but I do feel a bit lovey dovey Mummy tonight... 

Let's see if it's all as lovey dovey 24 hours from now.

- M

Funny moment of the day came courtesy of the eldest coming parading downstairs in his pants & a set of neon pink patent heels. Strutting about the living room & posing all over the shop. Truly was a sight to behold!

Swing parks, shaving cream & social anxiety...

Well, it's been a busy couple of days. Between the other half injuring his ankle & feeling a bit rubbish myself, haven't really sat down to write to be honest.

Over the past few days, although it's been a bit hectic, we've had a pretty good time. For a start we had a playdate with a Mummy friend. Was refreshing actually sitting talking to someone over the age of 10 for any length of time but strange talking to someone I didn't have to tell off at any given point!! Started off a pretty dull day so was worried it was going to rain but by the time K got here, it had brightened up a bit. We decided to take the boys to the swing park, had a bit of a gab & the boys seemed to have fun. Although I must admit, there was a slight hiccup in the end after such a pleasant afternoon. W had developed a bit of an unhealthy obsession with K & decided that home time was the perfect time to start a lovely tantrum involving tears, 'you don't love mes' that horrid whingy voice all us Mums love & making me feel so guilty that I'm prepared to tattoo 'bad mummy' on my forehead. After some cajoling, the promise of another visit & a piggy back we finally got home in one piece.

After having some grown up time that afternoon it made me realise that my days are so child-focused that I have next to no adult interaction apart from via social networking. I don't know if that's healthy or if it's just one of those things that happen when you have these little monsters we call our children. Especially for those of us who don't feel as if we really 'fit in'? I feel like I stick out like a sore thumb when in social situations & especially when there are strangers involved. It's one personality trait I really despise about myself, the shyness, the anxiety, the inability to interact & have the confidence to approach other people. I hate that from an outsiders point of view that I probably come across as ignorant or unapproachable but I don't think it's exactly appropriate to wear a massive 'I HAVE ANXIETIES' sticker on my forehead. Standing like a spare prick at a wedding at nursery time probably looks a bit dodgy when everyone else seems to relaxed & socialising with one another. Not going to lie, I do get pretty jealous of other people who can just breeze into any situation & just slot right in & get into conversation etc. After speaking to my Mum later on that night, she made me realise that I spend so much time complaining & getting upset about my social anxieties but don't really push myself into doing something about them. And she has a point, because although I have attended CBT & started doing every day regular things without a thought anymore, I still haven't made that big push. So I solemnly swear, here today, with everyone watching, that I am going to take a step forwards. I don't know exactly what that step is yet but watch this space. M is booting her anxiety right up the arse once & for all. Just you wait & see!!

So the next day, pretty bored, having a Google for inspiration as to what to do, I stumbled across shaving foam painting from The Imagination Tree.

We already had some paints & paintbrushes in the house so it just cost us £1 for a tin of shaving foam & the kids were happy for aaaaages! We just started off by squirting the foam into paint pots & swirled in some paint with the handle of the brush. Bit messy because it's starts to foam up & overspill.

Both the boys had a great time with the foam paint. For O, he loved exploring it with his fingers as opposed to the brushes & seemed to really like the feeling of the foam between his fingers. W on the other hand, really liked being able to paint himself & all over the walls without making a mess & Mummy being a bit peeved. All in all, it was a roaring success & the two of them ended up in a right state & had loads of fun. And it only took about 30 secs to rinse off both children & the bath at the same time. Definite win!

So that brings us to today, a pretty boring day, spent mostly indoors. However we did have an indoor picnic which the kids seemed to find rather awesome. Most exciting part of the day was playing with Moondough in the bath & realising that the bath is now my favourite play area because we can make as much mess as possible & it only takes seconds to tidy up!! I don't know if it's genius or sure laziness...

- M