So I sit here finally, after putting kids to bed, cleaning up toys, sweeping, mopping and expressing milk. I haven't showered yet, and am just starting my me time for the night. Its 10 pm.
I have just wasted spent the last hour with a hand pump attached to my boobs for almost half a cup of milk. I hate it. It's the most frustrating, dissappointing and emotion prevoking job I have ever had to undertake as a mother. All for a trip to the hairdresser. Gives me the shits. It's not 'til Wednesday so I have another day of mental torture trying again.
The last time I went was a year ago, right before I left work, when I was pregnant with Summer. So it is high time I get my time in the chair, a free coffee and some trashy mag reading.
I was there for nearly three hours, so I'm not sure how long it will take this time. My sister in law is kindly looking after both the girls, she's offered to look after them for most of the day, so I can have a day to myself. Sounds good hey! It would probably be a good idea, if I could convince myself that is OK to have some time out and not feel guilty that I am impeding on her time and that it is not an inconvenience for her to spend time with her nieces. That I am allowed to forget I have kids for hours and enjoy it, without feeling I have to rush to pick them up or feel like a nuisance for asking her to look after them.
I am very much looking forward to getting my hair done. Ever get to the stage when you could take a pair of scissors to your own hair because your so sick of it? The thought has crossed my mind the past week!!! So stay tuned for a new photo on my 'about me' page, of my new do.
I make a list every year around tax time, a wish list. I kind of plan of what I will use the money for, a hair cut and colour was on the list as well as a pasta machine. I haven't bought the pasta machine yet, I'd forgotten it was on the list in the back of my diary, until I just looked. I've been to busy hitting the shops for new clothes...and shoes ;P I have a shocking habit of going into shops looking for me and ending up walking out with stuff for the kids.
I am also bad at promising myself, after a trip to the hairdresser, to go back in two months and maintain, I never do.
The things we do for a couple of hours!!
ReplyDeletelast time I went to the hairdressers I had to take my son as there was no one to babysit and he was such a good baby until he had a massive cry for about 5 minutes and then collapsed asleep.. lil old lady next to me told me to leave the child at home next time!!
ReplyDeleteYou need to find yourself a good mobile hairdresser!
ReplyDeleteOh I am in desperate need of a visit to the hairdresser soon. My hair is needing it, plus I need to know the latest on Brad and Ange!
ReplyDeleteHad to read this article when I saw the picture of the pump... just seeing that pump gives me anxiety... Good on you for persisting! You deserve a break at the hairdressers, and to read some trashy magazines and drink coffee- and maybe they'll even throw in a biscuit. Enjoy!
ReplyDeleteI used to express as well, and it really did drive me batty at times. But a trip to the hairdressers should be worth it! :)
ReplyDeleteRonnie xo