Today was Tuesday again, ending in alot of mud. Yesterday I watched a Teddy bears picnic.   We have had a busy start to the week and right now I am exhausted with mum stress as it seems by 5 year old has put a hole her duvet.. I was trying to relax – also trying to sort out a blogging issue but that’s a whole other problem and now after my rant I now find myself alone. Am I happy? no, do I want to cry? yes, am I going to? no. I’ll just scream inside instead.

So here is my week, yesterday and today started the same, still the arguments before leaving the house.  Then racing the kids into school for breakfast club. Yesterday I had work, yet another busy day.  At the end of my day though I rushed to school to watch my 5 year old perform a Teddy bears picnic.  It was only about 2 minutes long but it was lovely.  She does ballet club on a Monday and they have been practicing with their teddy bears.  She remembered all her movements and did a really lovely job. All the children were amazing and I filmed it with my mobile phone.

Our world would be so different without our smart phones.  Imagine how many more photos or how  much video footage there would he of us if our parents had them.  I must have thousands of pictures, to many to develop and hours of video.  The closest my parents have is slides.  We used to enjoy watching slide shows.

Today has been a day off for me.  I was happy to leave them at school this morning, looking forward to my day.  I was planning on reading my book, this again didn’t happen.  When writing a blog there always seems to be something that needs to be done.  I still have about 50 posts that I need to rework for SEO and I am wondering if I have done the others right.  I think like with everything, blogging improves with experience and knowledge.   Managing photos and Word Press is all part of that.

This afternoon my 7 year old had foot ball club and our daughter, numbers. At 3.00 today it was raining hard, we thought well at least he wont come home covered in mud.   Well an hour later when I collected him  I was greeted by a very cold muddy child, shivering looking throughly miserable.  The photos here look better then the muddy mess that he really was.

We got home and he immediately went and ran a bath.  Why do schools do this?  I agree that it is good for them to get some fresh air and my boy loves football but not in the pouring rain.  This is the child who moans for his umbrella if he feels a splash of rain on his head. Also of course, all his clothes and plimsolls had to be washed, he has PE tomorrow, so they are now all drying on the radiators.  His top will not be ironed in the morning but at least it will be clean.  I just hope it is dry.

My 5 year old enjoyed numbers and she had managed to acquire a hair band from a friend.  Her hair is a frequent mess not helped by the fact that she will not brush it and she has cut it herself so many times.  I should really take her to see a hairdresser but there is not much they could do with it right now.  She can only just get it in a pony tail. It is either growing very slowly or her cutting it herself is keeping it short but it is mess as very thin as well.

We managed to get reading done tonight but it looks like my son’s River Nile homework will be handed in as it is.  At least he has done something, tomorrow we really must work on their spellings.

Bedtime tonight was a nightmare as usual and now it looks like I have a Care bear duvet to repair.  I am reluctant to replace it as she was climbing inside it when the accident happened.  I was not very sympathetic and at 9.00 in the evening she should be asleep not playing.

So here we are, end of Tuesday.  My reading not achieved again. Work on Pinterest not achieved either or my previous blog posts SEOd.  Tomorrow I have another busy day starting with a trip to the office about 20 minutes away. They have forecast snow tonight, I really hope that it stays away.  Like alot of people I hate driving in it.

I am now going to go, find daddy and try and get some rest before the morning arrives and the day starts again.  Bringing with it the stress and work of being mum.

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