tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52778878675841623532024-03-19T03:59:57.141+00:00Mummy of twinsAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09023633355115518351noreply@blogger.comBlogger72125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277887867584162353.post-1741163315828677052012-10-01T21:02:00.000+01:002012-10-01T21:02:05.580+01:00I am a sheep....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I have proven myself weak and have buckled under peer pressure and have read <a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=%22http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B008BM9L72/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1634&creative=19450&creativeASIN=B008BM9L72&linkCode=as2&tag=httpwifemummy-21%22%3EFifty%20Shades%20Trilogy:%20Fifty%20Shades%20of%20Grey%20/%20Fifty%20Shades%20Darker%20/%20Fifty%20Shades%20Freed%3C/a%3E%3Cimg%20src=%22http://www.assoc-amazon.co.uk/e/ir?t=httpwifemummy-21&l=as2&o=2&a=B008BM9L72%22%20width=%221%22%20height=%221%22%20border=%220%22%20alt=%22%22%20style=%22border:none%20!important;%20margin:0px%20!important;%22%20/%3E" target="_blank">Fifty Shades of Grey / Darker / Freed</a>.</div>
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Part of me is horrified that I gave in so easily but part of me is secretly pleased with myself that I read it.</div>
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I know it's not a brilliant book, her writing will never win awards and at times I do want to slap both Ana and Christian (though I admit both of them might enjoy that a little too much) it was a fun read and something I definitely would talk about with others, even if it has been called 'Mummy Porn'.</div>
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I'm calling it my guilty pleasure and it's now amongst my list of books I know I can just read when I don't have time to get involved with what I'm reading and can use it to pass the time as it's not deep and it's not time consuming. </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09023633355115518351noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277887867584162353.post-1711266726032336982012-08-28T11:27:00.001+01:002012-08-28T11:27:21.604+01:00Great dislike for those women in the hair dye adverts<div><p>It's never as glamorous doing it yourself as they make it seem.</p>
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<p>It's an HTC one x and I'm in love! I've also got the all you can eat data because I'm on 3 so I'm all excited by that too.</p>
<p>Can't wait to see what else this phone is capable of other than blogging on the go, of course.</p>
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One of our twins has a cavity and it was my dental nurse sister that discovered it so of course I'm the worst in the world and she's letting me know exactly what she thinks.</div>
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I've done my best, I've limited sweet stuff and sugary treats, our daughters eat a lot of fruit and vegetables, they drink lots of milk, lots of water, they don't drink fizzy stuff and if they drink any diluted juice it's so watered down it's coloured water.</div>
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They brush their teeth as much as possible and it's something they enjoy doing, it's not a struggle to get them brushing but still everything I've done and am trying to do isn't good enough.</div>
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I'm a failure, my best isn't good enough and I'm not sure what to do.</div>
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I know that if I'm such a bad mother feeding them loads of sweets etc that both our daughters would have a cavity but it's only one of them so I must be doing something right somewhere but that's not good enough for my sister.</div>
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I'm feeling very miserable right now and a little depressed but I hope it won't last too long. I'll just have to get over this and do better than my best to make sure the rest of her teeth stay ok.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09023633355115518351noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277887867584162353.post-4867386519210141982012-06-10T17:33:00.000+01:002012-06-10T17:33:07.004+01:00Holding a dessert and wii party instead of a typical hen party<div style="text-align: center;">
My little sister is getting married in a couple of months time and instead of a typical hen party I've asked if she'd rather have a dessert and wii party because she doesn't really drink and she rarely goes out to a pub or club so a party full of her favourite things seemed to be a great idea.</div>
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I'm having trouble deciding what to make for this dessert party though, there are just so many options!!</div>
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Definitely there will be chocolate brownies (without blowing my own trumpet everyone loves them and they're the most popular thing I make), there will also be chocolate mousse because it just seems like such a party treat to have and without a doubt there will be pavlova, it's not a party in our family unless there's a pavlova!</div>
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Everything else I'm not so sure of though.</div>
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Quite possibly a lemon tart because it can't all be chocolate and I know she'll like it.</div>
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Found a recipe for buttermilk tart in a Hairy Biker's book which would be different.</div>
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Cupcakes, so everyone can take something home.</div>
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Chocolate chip cookies so if anyone wants they can have cookie and ice cream sandwiches.</div>
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Truffles maybe and was thinking that everyone could make their own and decorate them however they want.</div>
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Who knew deciding on what desserts to make would be so difficult. Any ideas would be much appreciated.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09023633355115518351noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277887867584162353.post-19365052391130146092012-06-03T22:14:00.000+01:002012-06-03T22:14:26.081+01:001st night in their big girl beds....<div style="text-align: center;">
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It's absolutely terrifying and nerve-wracking and completely unfair that our babies are now old enough for their cot beds to be turned into beds.</div>
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Tonight is their 1st night in their big girl beds and even though they're asleep right now (it took 1.5hrs and me having to get into bed with them because Miss A just wanted cuddled and I wouldn't hold her and this was a compromise though I actually think she won more than me compromising to be honest), I'm sure they won't spend the whole night in bed now they can get in and out as they please.</div>
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With me getting into their bed tonight I know I've started something that I really didn't want to and I'm sure there are some of you out there shouting at me for doing it, I completely deserve it I know, but we'll see how it goes for a wee bit and as long as they don't expect their Daddy to get into the beds with them it should be ok for a while.</div>
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I'll just have to get them used to going to sleep by themselves, I don't mind it taking some time, with everything with our twins it'll all happen when they're ready for it and not when we'd like it to happen.</div>
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I should really think twice before I take these notions into my head, seriously.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09023633355115518351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277887867584162353.post-47144519591414999502012-05-30T08:46:00.000+01:002012-05-30T08:46:48.234+01:00Wordless Wednesday - I'm too good to these rowdies<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I'm out of sorts because of that, add in a tight chest and some wheezing, plus the serious lack of sleep and even Freddie Kruger would think twice about coming near me.</div>
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Our girls have had a bit of a cold (the joy of twins, if one is sick they both get sick) and they've been pretty much house-bound and are going a little stir crazy, hubbie is also having to use my car because his failed mot and is waiting to get an auto-spark to look at his before he can get it re-tested so we couldn't have gotten anywhere anyway.</div>
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Nothing is working to distract them, I can't get anything right and they're refusing to help in anyway. Even something as simple as having a drink has turned into a major tragedy and ends up being poured over the place because they want something other than what they're allowed (though they won't tell me what it is they want and they're usually brilliant at letting me know these things).</div>
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I'm at the bawling my eyes out stage and despite hubbie saying I need to talk to him more about how I'm feeling I can't, his answer is always to send them up to his mum and dad but I don't want them anywhere near them! They're in their seventies and not able to cope more than they already do and apart from that each time the girls are up there they always come home scared of something else e.g. they used to love dogs now when one barks they freak out, and spiders were a source of entertainment because they loved incy-wincy spider but now they're so scared of them they barely sing that song anymore (mother-in-law is scared of these things and I've heard her tell them that they're scared of them too, she doesn't even realise she's doing it and yes we've said to her to stop it she hasn't).</div>
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Fingers crossed for a better start to the new week than how the old one ended, and if I can't have a better start can I at least have a big bar of chocolate, a thing of squirty cream, proper home-made rice pudding and a couple packets of mango chunks from Tesco?</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09023633355115518351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277887867584162353.post-76888551697799264622012-05-20T12:08:00.001+01:002012-05-20T12:08:27.434+01:00How do you remove crayon from your kitchen table?<div style="text-align: center;">
Thanks to my little darlings 'missing' the blank white paper completely I now have a table covered with their crayon scribbles (or mark-making as it's meant to be called now).</div>
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I've tried reading the blogger help stuff and I've googled it as well but I just cannot manage it!!</div>
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I've a couple of buttons I'd like to add to my blog like the Goodreads.com one and the Britmums one but I just cannot do it at all.</div>
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Is there a dummies guide out there for a dummy right here?</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09023633355115518351noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277887867584162353.post-7607466791613134022012-05-09T11:17:00.001+01:002012-05-09T11:17:17.370+01:00Mummy's boobs<div style="text-align: center;">
I was just randomly thinking back to what we were doing roughly this time last week and I started giggling.</div>
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We were at the swimming pool in the Haven Holiday Park of Craig Tara and Miss C wanted to come with me whilst I got dried and dressed so she came into the cubicle with me and I start to strip and get dried as quick as possible because hubbie and Miss A were waiting on me.</div>
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Miss C shouts as loud as she can "Mummy's boobs, look!!"</div>
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There was silence and then a smattering of giggles from across the changing room, the loudest of all coming from the cubicle right beside me that held my mother-in-law.</div>
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I wasn't embarrassed as my daughters are slightly obsessed with my chest and like to point it out as often as possible but the swimming pool has family changing rooms meaning men and women share this area and as I left the cubicle I caught the men all glancing at my boobs quite obviously, they weren't hiding what they were doing in front of my husband. Thankfully he was so busy listening to Miss C rambling on that he never noticed so I didn't have to listen to his jealousy but my goodness my daughters know how to pick their moments!</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09023633355115518351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277887867584162353.post-60918192071633710262012-05-07T22:04:00.000+01:002012-05-07T22:04:56.533+01:00Was that really me?<div style="text-align: center;">
Did I hear those words coming out of my mouth or was I possessed by some confused, troublesome spirit who thought they'd test my strength and push me further than I've been pushed before?</div>
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Did I really offer to give up a weekend in London, with the chance to see a West End Show (bearing in mind I've been wanting to do this forever!!!), in September to spend five days in Haven Holiday Park with my in-laws?</div>
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Did I really offer to give up a weekend of naughtiness (the kind of naughtiness you only vaguely remember having before you have children) to spend a frigid week scared to even kiss my hubbie on the cheek whilst sharing a caravan with possibly my mother-in-law, father-in-law, sister-in-law, sis-in-law's husband and maybe even our niece and her fiancé?</div>
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What on earth was I thinking?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09023633355115518351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277887867584162353.post-62963772785288341672012-05-07T16:16:00.000+01:002012-05-07T16:16:30.592+01:00I'm having a pity party...<div style="text-align: center;">
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On holiday with my husband, twin toddlers, mother-in-law, father-in-law, sister-in-law and her husband. This could be considered by some their worst nightmare and at times I would definitely have agreed!!</div>
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Saying that it wasn't all bad, mother-in-law kicked straight into granny-mode and took charge of the girls so hubbie and I could spend some time together and also so we could go out for the evening with hubbie's sister and her husband but at times it did feel like I didn't get to see my daughters at all.<br />
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She lives in a couple of houses down and I've let her come in a couple of times to play with the girls, as long as her Mummy agrees 1st but today she's being a little nightmare!</div>
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To start with I had to chase her twice when our girls were going down for their nap because every time they heard her they woke up again and then after their naps she let herself into the house whilst I was in the bath and hubbie was on the phone in the kitchen and her Mummy didn't even know where she was.</div>
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Her Mummy says to just tell her to go away if she's annoying me but it's not working and I don't want to have to get any sterner with her than I already have because she's only 4 and by the looks of it she's an only child so is just wanting the company but she's starting to bug the life out of me when I'm trying to keep our girls on schedule and routine is seriously important for our twins, if we veer off course then it's a nightmare trying to get back on.</div>
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Oh what to do!!</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09023633355115518351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277887867584162353.post-74066979342132281912012-04-29T15:40:00.000+01:002012-04-29T15:40:00.053+01:00Daunting task ahead....<div style="text-align: center;">
I must entertain not only two toddlers on a four hour boat journey but also a husband with a short attention span.<br />
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At least I've got the girlies sorted, well at least I hope I've got them sorted with a colouring book each, a drawing pad each, some stickers and a whole load of crayons, but the hubbie is a different matter all together. He can't sit and read the way I love to, he can't go for a dander because all three of us would have to go with him incase he sees something that he must absolutely share with us, and I can't push him over the edge of the deck because knowing my luck we won't be allowed out.<br />
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Exercise is a bit of an issue for me because I keep hurting my back/slash hip (I feel down the stairs about 4 years ago and hurt myself pretty badly and my body likes to remind me of it now and again) so I'm doing what I can including using the <a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=%22http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B002BSA3EM/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&tag=httpwifemummy-21&linkCode=as2&camp=1634&creative=19450&creativeASIN=B002BSA3EM%22%3EWii%20Fit%20Plus%20with%20Balance%20Board%20(Wii)%20-%20White%3C/a%3E%3Cimg%20src=%22http://www.assoc-amazon.co.uk/e/ir?t=httpwifemummy-21&l=as2&o=2&a=B002BSA3EM%22%20width=%221%22%20height=%221%22%20border=%220%22%20alt=%22%22%20style=%22border:none%20!important;%20margin:0px%20!important;%22%20/%3E" target="_blank">Wii Fit Plus</a> and dancing about the house with our girls which is very easy to do because they love to have a bop about the place.</div>
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Ahh peace and quiet!!</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09023633355115518351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277887867584162353.post-80442263605727086852012-04-25T11:37:00.001+01:002012-04-25T11:37:36.848+01:00Blog Envy<div style="text-align: center;">
I read the instructions and advice (four times), I completed each step slowly and carefully, I swore a lot, threatened my laptop with everything from being doofed across the floor to allowing our toddlers at it, but still I cannot seem to add widgets etc to my blog. I cannot add anything personal to make it seem more mine than just a template already set up.</div>
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I have complete and utter blog envy, I torture myself looking at what everyone else has but cannot manage for myself.</div>
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I'm going to leave it for a while, maybe when I return to the design of my blog I'll be in a more positive frame of mind and more willing and able to attempt what has been so far the impossible and turn it into the possible and have the blog I'd like to have.</div>
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If that fails I'll just have to ask someone nicely, bribe them with home-made chocolate brownies or call in a favour and get them to do it for me. I'd rather do it myself though, the sense of accomplishment would be wonderful!</div>
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