I suppose that this should really go in the venting section, but I think that you guys probably understand more.
Today I am having a bad day, I just rang up my DH and told him that he might want to come home from work and say bye to his kids becuase I am shipping them off to Africa for adoption, he asked why Africa and I said because its a long way away.
The girls have had late nights *8.30ish) usual bedtime 7. The last 2 nights due to social committments, so it's not entirely their fault.
My MIL bought them a Wiggles step so that they can reach the sink in the bathroom and get on the toilet. Well, they were fighting over it from the moment they woke up. Then I finally got the dressed ready for the supermarket shopping. They didn't want to get in the car, so I finally started to drive off without them so that they knew I was serious. We got there, and Alicia spat the biggest nana, and told me that she was tired and wanted to go home. So I thought I'm not going to go around the supermarket like this and went home. They calmed down an hour later, and we went back and did the shopping. Then I gave them lunch and put them in for a nap, they chatted and mucked around and wanted to hop out, and needed a drink and did wees until I couldn't take it anymore and shut the door and said "that's it, goodnight".
Then the practice manamger from my old work rang (left 6 months ago) and told me that they overpaid me for about 6 months and I need to pay back a grand!! Lovely.
All frustrated I ate chocolate and now feed sick, all that and it's not even 2 o'clock yet.
Feel much better now, thanks for that.....
As a side note, there was another lady with identical twins in the line behind be at the supermarket, her's were 9 monhts old, and she asked if their sleeping gets better as they get older. I told her politely that mine did, but I felt like saying "hey lady, that'll be the least of your problems!!". he he he.
Kate
Alicia and Sophie 2/12/02






