Very Small Feet

So my body changed and I put on weight. It's ok part of life I guess. (sleep deprived selfie)  But what I didn't realised, due to busy mumming life style, is that my wedding band and engagement rings were stuck...  and not just stuck, but my finger even got bigger and was all swollen. And funny and sad thing I do not know how long ago this happened. Just too busy to look after myself.  Like my entire family tried to remove it from me.. and nothing. Hubby tried but I was in so much pain that we had to stop. Did you know that where are tons of YouTube videos on how to remove the ring of the finger. The elastic method seems very good... don't wait to remove your rings how I did it.  I went to see a jeweler to have it cut off in mother Russia. It's cheaper... I had the ring off and resized for about £10  how about this for value for money.... And again nothing it straight forward with me. The rings are stacked and only wedding band needed to be...

December is here. Busy month usually stress to get everything done ready and organise. Try to do this with the toddler, I challenge you to toddler off... oh no I don't want our kids to fight I want us to achieve as much as possible...  and its also my birthday month. Yeah last bit sucks... (made this one. Pre-cut joyful kit form Prima magazine) So December arrived on Thursday. And we have been busy ever since. Thursday we went to see the family in Talbot Green. Fab time. Friday came like a blur with trip to nursery for the little man and me doing all the usual house things... then on Saturday our nursery hosted the Christmas event to raise some money for charity and for everyone to get into the spirit of it all. It was lovely. I didn't want to go at 1st, the start time was interfering with lunch time. But then it was a gathering rater then an activity. So after the trip to ikea for the necessities, like picture frames and candle snuffle, game changer by the way,...

So me and Edgar were pretty much just me and Edgar... And daddy on his days off. But mainly for almost two years it was just me and little man.  It was wonderful, fun, learning experience , super tiring, and all sort of other craziness that mumming comes with. But from the last month we committed to nursery and started to go there from 1st of August.  Our nursery offers settling sessions. So two out of four were great. He came in happy and went off playing straight away. They just can't feed him. But that will come. The last two sessions he had to be pulled off me by staff. Tears and screams. And my heart was breaking. My brain understands that it is just an act and it's won't be like this all the time... But my heart still breaking.  For the 1st time he was staying longer than two hours yesterday. And the tears! His little face was all red and wet from being so upset about me leaving him. But then after I have stopped feeling like the worst person ...

I love summer. Sunshine, long days, warmth....  But when your child gets the attitude of r the sun is awake so I am awake. It is a killer. Why child why? Couple of days ago he got up really early and didn't want to go back to sleep. So I bundled him up and we went to sleep in the spare room. We slept till 7.30 and it was the whole hour longer to usual wake up time.  But he was snoozing next to me. This isn't something we want to do again. Yesterday he got up and grouched. And grouched. So I did the same. I am weak! And my little munchkin has a cold and therefore a bit poorly.  Yes I know I am trying to justify breaking the routine.... Bad parent good mama! I think we need to get different curtains and duvet for him. Hey won't hurt right?  Today we are up since 5.30am... I am back in being a Mombie!