12.51pm this WORLD... Saturday 10th September
WINE in hand (don't judge me)....sitting in my hallway outside the bathroom watching gremlin 1 & 2 throw water balloons at each other and absolutely demolish the entire bathroom with water. But I don't give a flying RATS ASS because I am actually really really sick of yelling at them today! I have hit a limit. A limit that I am sure every mother reaches at some point in time. The limit where I just allow them to do whatever they want because they have grind my soul so far into the ground that I have become MUTE!
Remember the litre of bleach I threw around the bathroom yesterday in an attempt to clean it.... well James and Scarlett beat me into the bathroom this morning! They were both coloured a nice shade of BLEACH ORANGE by the time I arrived! Tick tick another tick for mother of the year!
So this morning I thought it would be fun to take them out and about (in public), mainly because I have had enough of James demolishing the house... I don't have a fairy that comes in and cleans it all up for me. Left home at 9am, threw them in the double pram and hit the shops...
FUN FUN FUN!
James had his first tantrum in the coffee shop when he wanted to pay and I had already paid! I just ignored him while he acted like a PSYCHO monkey infront of about 30 people.... I was surprised when two lovely women looked at me and said 'keep up the great work, you are a great mum'! Bloody oath I am and thank you, I replied!
Then we went to target... for another packet of WATER BALLOONS... these days you cant just leave with 1 but 2. I am fine with that but I was not going to leave the shop with the 4 other $100 toys that James decided he wanted because he has watched them on a youtube episode of Ryans Toys!
So again I have a PSYCHO MONKEY all the way to the car. He finally calmed down when he decided he wanted the $2 matchbox car that I offered to buy but didn't because he was carrying on like a PSYCHO MONKEY.
The highlight of today has been the amazing chiropractic adjustment he had at 11.30am.... he laid there so still and quietly and got great input into that little sensory seeking body of his!
Fell asleep in the car, woke like a PSYCHO MONKEY till we did a packet of water balloons outside (showed the neighbours our white butts again) and now inside for the other packet of water balloons. ARGH I really just think sometimes what the hell did I do in my past life to be gifted this wonderful ball of energy! Because he has so much ENERGY! When he was diagnosed with ASD I thought I would be fighting with him for him to be active.... NOPE I fight with him to sit STILL!
This little wine drinking mother mute best be off so I can go clean up the swimming pool that I have allowed to make its way inside the house before the DADDY walks in the door....