Monday, 20 April 2015

The Supermarket ... With your kid(s)

So after the heaviness of lasts night post, I thought I would a deviate and think about the 'mums' we see in the supermarket. 

I'm UK based; so please excuse my use of Tesco (if supermarkets were BdSm, Tesco, by power and wealth, be the Dom
Mega) ... Anyway the blog

So today I Internet shopped, I couldn't be dealing with the histrionics of a child and Tesco, until shit happened, they didn't deliver my wine. Really?! Just really - Mums wine or wipes what's your pain stake here .. You can dampen tissue ... We can't ferment fruit for bedtime. 

So as I ambled the aisles I encountered various different parents ... From the; 


'Oh just take a bag out the pack it will keep [sakd child] quiet'

'I know I said 30secs but you want food tonight do you?'

'When we get home you are straight to bed'

'How hard is it to just sit still'

'No burger king' ... My favourite 

And the ultimate off 'for god sake darling just give him his dummy'

The supermarket is parenting demand like no other, and after my negative post yesterday can I just say, parents - 'too are doing an amazing job' 

It's hard, it's crazy, it drives us crazy, did I say hard, but one 'I love you from their little mouths' and it's all worth every sk life moment. 

Please share the love. Love Laurinda 

Sunday, 19 April 2015

So it's been two years... The journey's toughening

Wow, the first word has to be wow as its be a lifetime ago since I posted, and right now I need a life line. 

So I left you with a broken family and 3yo... Well today and ass kicking mother and a 5yo, and a dad sees Lylha regularly. 

For the ass kicking part well that belongs to Lylha. For their isn't a; fight, cause, plight I wouldn't three myself and her into for her.

But for me, I thought I was swimming this so well, even tempted a channel venture ... but before I knew it my legs couldn't tread water anymore and my arms start flailing. 

Why is everything a battle?, I love being a parent so much but I feel I'm always nagging, forever we saying no, threatening to take things away... And that's a good day! 

I feel sad that school has the best of her now and that brings out the sad in me because, selfishly, I miss our time together. But the time I do have with her she is so angry to me, and even her friends. That I feel like the mum that fails, the one 'we wouldn't invite her and her child too' the one they whisper about. 

Am I crazy or am I on my own here?

Does anyone else feel that backchat is the pinnacle at which they say 'yep, it's been great but I'm out'
The begging them to eat, the wish that the manners they have would be on display even 10% of the time  .. But above all that ... The compassion, the kindness and the empathy they have be on display; Those moments when we feel 'yeah I taught that' prevail over the cringe of your child saying 'I'm not sharing that'

I just wish I was getting it right. For her.