I'm here girls. Just attempting a roundup but its bloody hard!!!!! I need someone to roundup for my roundup I am taking volunteers now for when I'm on hols...........
School fair.....um...... home baking MASSIVE hit (£3 for a huge cake, £1 for 4 slices of traybake), face painting FAB (offer say 3 designs for girls and 3 for boys, then get good at them), body tattoos seem a big hit even though I personally hate them, a quick nail varnish for the girls. Throw a wet sponge at a teacher is a must but must be abandoned on a wet day. We had bags of popcorn at ours (50p or £1) and it went down well (you can usually source 60p bags of kernels which make HEAPS).
Trips What can I say? That you are, and each of you, frustrated. That shouting FUCKOFF at the top of your voice is allowed. That bad behaviour is acceptable, within limits. That hugs and reassurances are a must. That when the chips are down you must each recognise that no matter what, you are still on the same side. Even when you argue, you are on the same side. I wish I was close.
Shabs, Em has maybe done too much IMHO. She should spend a month at home, making everyone come to her. I never babymooned but if I had, I might not be in (some of) the damn mess I got myself into. Mars introduced me to babymooning and, if I am lucky enough to have another baby, jeez I will babymoon like its brand new.
Some time after I had my DD1, and I was staying at home an awful lot and retreating into myself......I bought a book called "At Home No-One Hears You Scream". It is set out very simply.....a set of case studies. Most of the girls had PND and I can't help but feel loads of people don't need to end up like that.
I wasn't sure if I did or didn't. Anyway, it was a good read for me. It showed me that there is an enormous pressure to be all-loving, all-giving and all-smiley post birth. And that that is often a flying F* away from how you actually feel.
Someone needs to make it ok to feel daunted. And overhwelmed. And unhappy and loving your baby. And lost. And bewildered. And loving and hating in the same out breath.
I am not ashamed to say it took me 12-18 months to feel ok about being a mum. I never wanted not to be one, but I really struggled with adjusting to it. It is the best, ever road to walk...............but you never find a rainbow without the rain.
I would be delighted to send you the book for her. But I don't want to put ideas into her mind or lead her down a road that is not hers. I am sure you will let me know and if you and she would like to read it, I will happily send it on. It might not change anything but it is interesting. It became my friend, my "its ok to feel crap and be smiley".
I might be talking shit. You are all welcome to ignore me.......