I am a sheep....

I have proven myself weak and have buckled under peer pressure and have read Fifty Shades of Grey / Darker / Freed.

Part of me is horrified that I gave in so easily but part of me is secretly pleased with myself that I read it.

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'.

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. 

Great dislike for those women in the hair dye adverts

It's never as glamorous doing it yourself as they make it seem.

Happy New mobile to me

<p>An early upgrade fee may have been paid but I'm pleased to announce that I now have a phone that's not trying to die and I'm so chuffed with it I keep killing the battery each day cause I can't stop footering with it.</p>
<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.

Can't wait to see what else this phone is capable of other than blogging on the go, of course.

Feeling like a failure...

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.

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.

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.

I'm a failure, my best isn't good enough and I'm not sure what to do.

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.

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.

Holding a dessert and wii party instead of a typical hen party

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.

I'm having trouble deciding what to make for this dessert party though, there are just so many options!!

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!

Everything else I'm not so sure of though.

Quite possibly a lemon tart because it can't all be chocolate and I know she'll like it.

Found a recipe for buttermilk tart in a Hairy Biker's book which would be different.

Cupcakes, so everyone can take something home.

Chocolate chip cookies so if anyone wants they can have cookie and ice cream sandwiches.

Truffles maybe and was thinking that everyone could make their own and decorate them however they want.

After that I'm a little stuck for ideas and inspiration is lacking.

Who knew deciding on what desserts to make would be so difficult. Any ideas would be much appreciated.

1st night in their big girl beds....

From this...

To this...

Only joking, to this really...

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.

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.

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.

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.

Just to prepare myself though, how did or do you deal with the transition from cot to bed? Do you have any tips or tricks that might be of some use when dealing with our twins' bedtime?

Thank you, xXx

Not sure what possessed me...

...but I decided to scrub the living room floor (it was in dire need of a good scrubbing) and I've only managed a quarter of the floor and I'm knackered!

My knees are aching, my back is throbbing and my dodgy hip (or whatever it is that I hurt when I fell down the stairs ages ago) hates me.

Think I'll be scrubbing in stages tonight or I'll never get it all done before the hubbie gets home from work and despite the fact he's not my favourite person at the mo (something along the lines of nothing gets done in this house and it's all up to him, idiot) I don't want to leave it for him to do in the morning.

I should really think twice before I take these notions into my head, seriously.

Wordless Wednesday - I'm too good to these rowdies

Wordless Wednesday Fun!!

Another glorious day in Larne!

Nothing else for it but to spend the day in the garden.

Weather for Larne

Monday 28 May 2012

5 day forecast

Today

Sunny

Temperature: 11 C to 22 C

Wind Speed: 15 mph

Wind direction: South east

Tomorrow

Sunny

Temperature: 11 C to 19 C

Wind Speed: 12 mph

Wind direction: South east

Wordless Wednesday - Where's the roundabout?!

Time for me....

The girls are at their Granny and Granda's for the night, hubbie is at work for another couple of hours so it's just me for a while.

Bubble bath is ready, kindle is turned on, I'm ready for a couple hours peace and quiet thank you very much!

Bad couple of days...

The girls and I have had a bad couple of days, some of it is definitely all of my fault and a small bit of it is theirs.

I've been sick for nearly a fortnight now, been on antibiotics since last Monday and they aren't helping much, the asthma is just messing me about and instead of my chest infection moving in the usual direction it's actually going somewhere completely different and it's thrown me for a loop.

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.

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.

The past couple of days has more or less just been constant screaming from either one or the other and at really bad times from both at the same time and I'm at the end of my tether.

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).

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).

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?

How do you remove crayon from your kitchen table?

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).

I can't get it shifted at all!!

Any advice and tips would be most welcome.

There's also some finger paint on the table that didn't get wiped up when it was still wet, would anyone know how to remove it also?

Thank you!

Can't figure it out...

How do you add buttons etc to your blog?

I've tried reading the blogger help stuff and I've googled it as well but I just cannot manage it!!

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.

Is there a dummies guide out there for a dummy right here?

Mummy's boobs

I was just randomly thinking back to what we were doing roughly this time last week and I started giggling.

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.

Miss C shouts as loud as she can "Mummy's boobs, look!!"

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.

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!

Was that really me?

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?

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?

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?

What on earth was I thinking?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

I'm having a pity party...

...anyone want to join me?

My chest is pretty tight but my inhalers aren't easing it any.

My voice is croaky and rough and is on the verge of disappearing.

I'm dizzy and floaty feeling.

I'm not interested in eating but I'm getting hungry.

I haven't seen my girls all day because I've been upstairs in bed and they've been out visiting their Granny in Belfast and now they're having their nap on the sofa - I don't really want to go near them incase I pass something along but I could really do with a hug.

To sum up:

I'M MISERABLE!!!!!!!!

Survival

That was the name of the game the past week.

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!!

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.

Can't have it both ways I suppose.

I'm just thankful I survived the week as fun as it was at times I'm glad we're back home.

Silent Sunday

fed-up and ready to go home

Being terrorised by a 4 year old...

...and she's not even family!

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!

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.

Now, since 7pm I've chased her a few times, I've shouted through the window for her to stay away from the window because I was trying to get the girls into their jammies and start their wind down but she keeps coming over regardless of what I say to her.

There's just no telling her!

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.

Oh what to do!!