I'm baaaaack!!!

Feels like I've been gone a really long time! Good grief that was a long week. Big work event where everyone lost their heads. I even had to spend a whole night away from my little ones. 

Well, not so little really. 

Mimi is tall and thin and quite shapely. I foresee lots of arguments about figure hugging clothing in her future. Pip is just delightful and quite the mommas boy. Both mommas - the day momma and the real momma. 

Yep, Pip has started calling super nanny 'momma'. It was painful just because  I immediately went down the guilt rabbit hole. Then I got my ego in check and realised that my son loves his caretaker so much he bestows the highest title on her :-) So we call her Momma A. She beams with pride :-)

I love directing the play, no matter how hard it is. But I am also looking forward to seeing the kids again. Spending my weekends running around NYC with my grown up babies. 

My Preschool babies. They didn't manage the whole class (Pip fell asleep) but they joined in and listened to the teachers. Pip even pee'd on the regular little kid loo. OK, maybe TMI but I was as proud as punch of them both. 

So, here we go. School. Wow. 

Kids at work

The demands of my new work life are strange. It's not necessary the hours (which are civilized most of the time) its the sociology.  I don;t want to become something I don't want to be. Well, how's that for a dreadful sentence!

So far I am holding fast against the whole thing but its hard and tiring.

So today I just had to see my kids. We live close to my office luckily and they were delighted to play somewhere new.  I held on to them like I was drowning.  I wonder if its the unconditional love that brings me back to what I believe is the 'right thing'? Or is it their wild enthusiasm and trust in life?

Whatever it is I needed it. I got it and it was just in the nick of time.

And now we are on the count down to starting preschool. Wednesday. It's only preschool I know but we have had new haircuts and lots of clothing talk. Grandma want to get them little school uniforms from an english store she loves. Why not!  They have backpacks (Dor.a of course!).  New white socks. New school shoes. Even new PJ's thanks grandma. They are only going for two morning a week!!! However I've cobbled together something for morning and afternoon every day except Friday afternoon.

Am I living through my kids? Hell Yeah. Art, Dance, Gym, School, and hopefully, once they get to 2.5yrs swimming with mum on saturday morning

1, 2, 1, and a whole lot more

1 month in my new job and  ohhhhhhh it's a yukky mess which reduces me to tears most days.

2 little kids had their first visit to dentist. One went weeeee and the other went AHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!! We have a binky removal effort underway.

1 new job interview :-)

And

... in a few days my kids start preschool.

Preschool.

Pre - school.

How is that possible. My babies. My babies are starting the long journey to not being my babies. Oh man. We are potty training. We are binky removing. We are proper underwear wearing. We are long sentence speaking, mind speaking, wall marking and big food eating preschoolers.

Pre...

My Birthday Today

Every year I write about how much I hate my birthday.  It's not the ageing coz I don't really care about all that. I always get disappointed by the lack of effort. Nothing new to report this year.

My folks sent an old card, all bent up. They suggested I buy my present from them. "It's just easier that way". Yes, it is. It also defies idea of actually 'giving'. I bought myself a slice of carrot cake at lunch time - thanks ma.

DH made some effort. He bought me flowers (didn't actually give them to me but did put them in a vase). He may or may not have bought a card. He even wished me happy birthday this morning. That's the most he's ever done.

But it's not the cards or presents. Its the total lack of effort.  For just one day of the year it would be nice to have a fuss made.  To made to feel like all the work and compromise is recognized. And to be given a present and card that I didn't actually buy. That really frikkin' amazes me.

I was born to people that just don't celebrate for any reason and I try not to let it bother me. Ha!
I have chosen a mate that doesn't have much empathy since he was basically left to care for himself as a child. I knew all this going into the marriage so I can't blame him.

 Still bites tho.

There. Self pity fest over.

Happy Birthday to me.  

Ideas needed!!

AA, the kids nanny, has a birthday coming up and I don't know what to get. I googled suggestions and we've done nearly everything that came up!

She had summer Fridays in July (paid time off)
We have given her a mug with a photo of her and the kids, a lovely necklace, English tea and cookies,  and a crystal something from Tiffany's coz she collects crystal and a cash bonus.


Seriously, I'm stuck.

 PLEASE HELP!!

So turns the world

So life is getting back in to some sort of routine. I have been in my new job three weeks and my reservation were all correct. The place is insane but there are enough of us scratching our heads that it makes it all fun.

Mimi has started asking me stay in the mornings. She grabs at my clothing or takes my shoes. It breaks my heart. I want to stay baby girl I really do. Pip cuddles up close and cries when I leave but I know he gets over it pretty quickly. Wish I could somehow parcel my life better. No, I wish I could just win the damn lottery and spend more time with my wonderful kids.

I'm going to bring them to work one day soon so they can see where I work and see where I go.

Until then, please help me with ways of getting out the door that doesn't end in my kids screaming my name and breaking my heart! 

2 yrs old!

The kids had their second birthday recently. We've had quite a few parties to celebrate - the family one, the nanny and play friends one and the mum/dad one.

 We have a table full of gifts yet to be open coz they just love playing with their cards :-) An apartment full of Dor.a balloons that just won't go down and a long list of thank you cards yet to be written.

Just as my guys turned two, BBUB+1 gave birth to her twins - boy and girl. So now I guess the blog with be BBUB +3! Congratulations to you all. I am so happy for you.

Having twins has been such a cool ride so far. It's physically demanding (my back is killing me most nights after all the picking up and bending over). Sometimes it's overwhelming but I think that is just the same as any number of kids. The best thing, for me, is the double cuddle. Laying on the sofa, covered in adoring toddler is just wonderful.

But far and away the loveliest thing about twins is watching them together. Something magical and special happens between them that transcends language. She will know when he is going to sneeze and have something ready for him. He will drop everything and defend her at playgroup if THAT kid is trying to bully her. I know they will have each other long after we are not around anymore and that is the greatest gift a mum can have.