What a week it has been, my brain has finally decided to turn itself on, but not for everything necessary. Minimal service has resumed kind of.
I have somehow become a person who makes kids gift bags at Christmas. In fact, I’ve made so many different things, including my own minimal game and a million scrunchies. The most ridiculous part is that I cant wear them, or even close to test them in my own hair.
My hair is now at the stage where im so close to shaving the whole lot off again, or accepting pity looks and living with it as it is. Currently it is the worlds worst comb over and has a canyon running down one side. (Pictures to follow, because im probably describing this wrong and the more people to see it here means the less shocked and pity filled faces I receive in real life!)
Anyway, we had a major success this week, in fact probably the only one of its kind this year! We went shopping and it wasn’t crap! nothing was broken, no one got hurt and we actually enjoyed it, well as much as you can enjoy shopping. The trick: go to Asda..
It turned into such a nice day and we went to visit my friend who has 2 beautiful babies. Evidently they are twins, and they showed me a whole new level of parenting that I never knew existed. When you get to have your first baby, you think the hard part is the newborn stage and then as they grow it just becomes worse and worse. Well maybe its the same the whole way through but the challenges are definitely allot different as they get older, however with twins, its a whole new sport. I couldn’t decide if it would be easier for them to be needing the same things at the same time, or working in opposites (like one sleeps and the other one wants fed), but I think no matter what it works out like, twins are tough and I have a gained a massively new found respect and understanding for mums of these miracles. Also still very grateful I had one at a time.
My own youngest one decided that because shopping and visiting babies was so easy and nice that when we got home he would cause a storm. I literally went to the toilet for 2 minutes, thinking I could be with my own thoughts for a millisecond, but no. (Also don’t know why this thought existed, because the toilet is not a quiet place for mums ever.) 
So as im sitting on the loo, with the dog at my feet and a cat sitting on the windowsill taking notes my youngest comes in asking for sweets. He asks so politely and I remind him we are having dinner soon, so he has no chance, but alas I was too late. The sweet was already in his hand and heading towards his mouth. I get the toilet paper so I can get up to stop him and as im peeling a sheet back, it splits in two, with a chunk missing out the middle. I have a look at the roll and notice there is a huge bite mark trail out the toilet roll with an ever so cheeky boy grinning in my direction. Luckily for him, this takes all my attention, so he gets his sweet and i get to fight with a chewed toilet roll to finally leave the chamber of questions. (why didn’t I notice the toilet roll was chewed? My bathroom light doesn’t want to work this week, so the chamber has become very dark and requires a flashlight to relieve yourself.)
We all have successes in different places. Not convinced where my great achievement was, but this week has not been a catastrophe, unlike my outfit the other day, as my youngest liked to inform me.
December has descended and Im strangely quite looking forward to this years Christmas, not that I really should, but I think I will just be grateful of the time off from work and life. My partner is away the 24th and 25th so I get to just please myself and the kids. Much to their disappointment, we will probably be hibernating in the house and binge eating whatever I can make resemble a Christmas dinner. Its my first year cooking a Christmas dinner amazingly, and it might end up as chicken nuggets and veg, but we shall be fed.
I have also been really lucky this week, that I have been released from my slump, for now. It sounds really bad, but I think it was the storm. We had an absolute beast rip through the country and knocked off so much supplies for so many folks. It tore, houses, gardens and woodlands to points where they are unrecognizable and still now even a week on, some still have no power or water. Why would this make me happy? Well before I knew of the destruction, I got to sit at home cozy inside and watch out the window, and its sad but I love a good storm, lightening, snow, hail or rain, you name it, I will be watching from the window. Wouldn’t be caught outside but the safety of my home, watching how powerful nature is has a magical feeling to it. (I probably wouldn’t be saying this, has it affected my home. )
Nature is an incredible thing, especially when life feels a bit too strong. During the storm we had to run outside and flip our trampoline before it took off and hurt someone. I tried it on my own at first, but couldn’t move it. I called Shaun and we both tried lifting and flipping. Now this storm really caught us off guard and we had never seen anything quite like it because as soon as we had the trampoline slightly up, the wind launched us across the other side of the garden. 3 times it threw us in a snotty heap before finally succeeding. We didn’t leave the house after that until it was over, I don’t need told twice.
My baby cat also had her babies! A whole 6 of them. So adorable and small for now, but by Christmas i don’t imagine having 6 kittens running around will feel quite so exciting!
Other news: My boys have made me proud as punch this past few weeks. They have done well and not completely ripped the arse out of everything (minus the toilet roll incident, but at least he didn’t eat the full roll). They make me proud each day and I sure hope the grow up knowing it. I also got the pleasure of being proud of my sons football team. I got to tell their parents and club how proud I was of them all and watched as their little faces shined bright as they recieved a trophey for all their hard work. Im proud of y`all.
P.s. just to be clear, I do feed my kids, they don’t have to eat toilet roll, but doesn’t mean they wont.
Also if you want a new scrunchie, kids gift bag thing, or a wine glass, let me know! I have too many and im not allowed to craft more until I get rid of my most current.. so help a friend out, I need more crafts!… hahaha.
And incase you need a reminder… Its crap, But its not all crap.
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