A quick RARGH type thing

Have been very tense the last week or so.

Today, had various medical stuff go on, so was feeling a bit delicate, plus the tearful from before this week.

Then Flameboy screamed for 30 mins straight (and I mean screamed) and wet himself in his carseat, then fought me going in the back carrier (refused pushchair, couldn't walk due to nudey bits & no shoes - threw them in a puddle in temper), ended up on my front. THEN Flamechick came out of school and they spent from then on fighting, squabbling and shrieking in temper at each other.

I collected Boy from work and they carried on. He dropped me at the shop at the end of the road, and I got a few mins quiet, but then I got home and Flameboy started being hell again (he came out to the car and then refused to come back in the house so I had to carry him kicking and screaming - him, not me).

THEN I opened a bill that was bigger than expected and it was the final straw I yelled a few obscenities, stormed upstairs, and cried until I fell asleep. DH came to check on me, but just sort of tucked me in and went again.

I slept until bedtime when they started yelling again because they wanted me to tuck them in (would feel loved, but they only wanted me to be contrary).

Generally now on the come down, feeling embarrassed at just how much I lost it, drained, tearful still, and generally a bit of a mess.

Urgh. Life sux tonight.

On the plus side though - there were no scissors in the bedroom. During my rage I was thinking that chopping my hair off in chunks would fix everything...

The tale of Flamechick, the new teacher and the SALT

This is a tale that requires a big

Flamechick's teacher gets it!

Last year the teacher was very understanding, asked what she should do to help, but was more just following instructions. This year I think we have a winner!

Again, denial mother didn't mention anything to begin with, they changed the reading words system and all hell broke loose. So I went in and explained about her AS traits. All nodded and taken on board.

Thursday she had her SALT appointment (finally) for her speech - turns out she has all the right sounds, just goes too fast which is why it is unclear. But the SALT said she would speak to teacher to see if she had any other concerns. (She asked me if I had other concerns - I said yes, a whole list but not your dept ). Teacher said about her taking instructions very literally - I hadn't known that she had noticed that The SALT had noticed it too (some of the assessment pictures got interesting responses due to her pointing in slightly the wrong place and asking the question worded wrongly), so they are going back to the beginning to get her a LANGUAGE assessment

Finally I feel like they have noticed for themselves

Teacher is also in agreement about getting someone who knows something to see her rather than comm paed.

It was so reassuring - I went in for a talk with her yesterday and came out feeling so confident in her

What happens when you let a 2yr old pick clothes, and a 4yr old dress him....

He has knickers on over his nappy... to complete the outfit!

Boy says no hairbands though

Positivity Abounds

Danny Wallace is my new god.

I first discovered Dave Gorman watching BBC2 (I think) late at night, he was travelling round the world trying to find other Dave Gormans, and his mate was helping him. One night I got talking to a friend and he said "Have you read Join Me by Dave Gorman's mate?"

When I said no, he said he had 2 copies, so gave me one.

I loved it! A slightly odd man embarking on a "stupid boy project" to start a cult. No, it isn't a cult, it is a collective.

I finished it and felt good. You can't read it without wanting to go out and be nice to strangers, because that is what joining is all about - being nice.

So... for my birthday Boy got me Yes Man - the next book by the fabulous Mr Wallace.

Again, I was hooked - this time it was about saying Yes more. Well, for him, saying yes to everything. I'm not a fool, I'm not going to do that, but it has made me say Yes more in general.

I finished the second book that Boy bought me today - Random Acts of Kindness. A book full of the random kind things brought about by Join Me. At the back it said to put your name in it and leave it somewhere for someone else to find.

I am a hoarder, the concept of leaving books behind fears me with dread, but with a mix of RAOK and Yes in my head, I filled in my name and email address (so people can tell me where they found it), and left my book behind in the path lab waiting room.

I hope someone does contact me to say they found it. Preferably lots of people - let the book and the kindness travel.

Both Join Me and Yes Man have been books with simple messages - be kind, and say yes more. It isn't hard to do, but it will make the world a hell of a better place to live.

So, go on... go do something kind for a stranger. Suggestions in the RAOK book went from saying hello to an old lady, to putting book vouchers inside books in the shop so that someone will get home and find they got a free book (parenting manuals are recommended!!!). Say Yes more - you might not really feel like going for a drink, but the person asking might need it more than you realise. You might end up doing something that will make good things happen to you. You might just end up very drunk, but that can be good too!

Say Yes to Kindness and make the world better.

Proud Mummy Moment

Flamechick was soooooooooooooooo sweet today.

She was bouncing to Auntie Leethea that she had slept with no pull ups last night and hadn't wet the bed (a big thing for her because although she is often dry, she needs the reassurance of pull ups).

So, AL produced Ben10 stickers to go in her sticker book.

My baby sat there, looked at them, and promptly handed them to my friend saying that her little boy could have them because he likes Ben10 too and would like them :) :) :)

We convinced her to keep the fancy sticker in the end, and she insisted on giving away the rest.

Sooooooooooo proud of her generosity. She loves putting in the stickers so it was a huge gesture.

Got some odd looks from the dude on the till...

With my 3000 apples! Ok, maybe that is a bit of an exaggeration.

I have just spent about £15 per head. £5 per day, per person... I'm not sure I have enough pineapple, but we will see.

If we were to get two Indians then it would cost about that and not feed us for 3 days (takeaways I mean... not little men, that would be wrong).

Still more than my normal budget for about a week when I am in saving mode though!!!

Anyway, all fruited up and ready to go in the morning.

About to have a last supper of wine and curry (NOT the pricey takeaway kind, now that WOULD be foolish!)

If I start to crack and feel nibbly, I may turn up on Hatty's doorstep. Not to nibble her of course, just to be handed a glass of water and given a slap and told to get over it.

Flamechick has got into the juicing thing though - we played with the oranges last night. This morning we got back from dropping Boy off and she said "Will you make us apple juice?" Not put off by froth and completely different colour to value apple juice ("Why is it green and not brown mummy?"), they both loved it!

Juice it baby!

So, the fabulous Hatty lent me a juicer

I have a doctor appointment on Friday to find out if my body has summat medically going weirdy with it, or if I am just a freak hypochondriac. But in the meantime, me n Boy are going to do the 3 day detox thingy as laid out in one of the books that accompanied the juicer.

Boy baulked a bit when I mentioned beetroot, but it is 3 days of his life and HE agreed to it. I am having the weirdy weight gain, he is spotty, a good detox sounds the right idea.

So, we start on Thursday (leaves me Weds to have a fabulous coffee with Caitlin, and to buy the 10,000 bits of fruit and veg on the list).

Why do I see this getting pricey??