morning – bleugh

Posted By on Jan 21, 2013 |


This is kind of how this morning went…

I woke up.. mild hangover – swear… reach for phone to see what the time is… battery dead – swear…. lay and think about the day ahead… boy child was moaning something rotten before he went to bed about not going to school this morning – swear… sigh,  LiL gets up and makes the usual wracket as he goes for his shower and gets ready to leave for work… sign, how I wish on mornings like this that I could have a morning all to myself, just warm and peace – no noise – just a warm snuggly bed and a quiet cup of tea… Maybe I should revisit that idea of getting up an hour before everyone else and making a tea and sitting somewhere quiet and un- winding – waking slowly and planning my day… but now we have an 8 month old puppers – who although mercifully will lie quiet in his crate – until of course he sees or hears me then the whining and crying begin!! Ummm I do definitely need to re-think my morning pre-all-up routine…

How can I deal with boy child – should I just let him stay home in the warmth keeping me company for the day – he is incredibly good company when he has a day off school and its oh so tempting… but I know he has to go… Sigh… maybe custard bananas and smarties for brekkie will help?… then a lightbulb moment – I remember its Tuesday and he has youth club tonight and tah- da its Xbox night! Light moment!

OMG I have a friend coming over for coffee this afternoon – a lovely friend, a good friend – but she is saintly!! –  you know, her house is always spotless, her face always made up, hair clean and brushed, she is alway tidy and well presented! she makes the world a better place for people in their final hours and their families… she is a mac nurse and specialises in end of life care – while me… the house is a disaster and I bet the ninja house cleaning fairies haven’t made the rounds last night so house is a bit more of a hovel than a home! Swear… sigh again!

But then girl child comes on in and snuggles up so so close and ‘ummm mummy I want to snuggle with you – you are so warm and sooooo snuggly – I love you mummy’ she is so soft and snuggly too I breath in deep her child smell, her innocence,  her soft as cream skin – unblemished by the world at her tender age of 8 years,  thankfully yet to have had any major traumas or abuse – (by abuse I mean copious late nights clubbing over indulging the old alcho pops and all that teenage – early 20′s jazz) show on it – she just cuddles in tight – I cuddle in tight wishing that I could bottle the feeling… maybe I shouldn’t change the mornings just yet, I should just wake and wait for girl child to come in and take my que from her – as one day she wont come – one day she will be too busy slapping on the slap, scurrying around doing her thing – I will get a grunt ‘bye mum’ before she slams out the front door! (If i’m lucky!!:P) and maybe when those days come I will get up before everyone else and enjoy a quiet cuppa jo in the quiet…