Destructo-Man

He cannot walk - He cannot talk! But my oh my can he make a mess!


The little man is getting around the place faster and faster these days. Toys are apparently now obsolete for the most part. whacking and dropping remote controls, tissue ripping and pulling washing from clothes horses seem to be the most entertaining things to do so it would seem.

I've always had a thing about playpens. I guess it's one of those things that as a mother you either use or don't use. I don't really like the look of them - Whilst I can definitely see the merit in them (especially today....) it's just something that I've got a thing about. I have no idea if it stems from my childhood? (Note to self to ask parentals if we had one).

To say the little man dislikes tissues is an understatement. He throws a massive turd like tantrum dislikes it intensely it when you try to wipe his nose. So it makes me smile when he sees a tissue lying around or even the box of them and his eyes light up like it's Christmas. He looks at you cheekily and even if you say NO (which frankly seems to encourage him) and rips it to shreds. I'm not talking ripping in half, literally piece by piece ripped apart and thrown on the floor. It's like he thinks 'haha you can't get me with this one!'.

So constantly now I am having to monitor his every move. As soon as he is on the floor he either crawls to the TV cabinet pulls himself up and bangs it like a drum, finds tissues to destroy or chases his ball around the floor and when he sees the clothes horse pulls all the washing in his reach off. I don't love hanging washing out. But I really dislike hanging it out again and again and again. I do not like this game little man. It does make it fairly hard to get any facebooking/blogging housework done whilst he is awake.

Today I had a plan......We have a safety gate on his room so that Malibu and Roxy are deterred from entering. He loves playing in his room and I have babyproofed it all so he can only reach things that are safe for him. So I changed his nappy and left him in there to play while I hung a load of washing out.

This is when destructo-man came to visit.....

I walked back in and heard silence - Which ever parent knows means only one thing.... I'm doing something I shouldn't be doing.

This is the trail of destruction a 10 month old cause in less than 3 minutes :)

I wonder if he found what he was looking for?

Spot the baby :)

So all the toys were pulled off the shelf. Poor teddy got thrown around a bit! He obviously tried to find a book to read :) Pulled clothes and nappies out (not his MCN's thank god!) but the funniest part was that I actually had to look to find him! He was under the change table and he thought he was pretty funny yes? I love the fact that he knew he was being cheeky!

Ahhh that face makes my heart melt.
xx

Sunday bloody Sunday

I had some awesome plans for today.
B and I were going to take the little man to see his first AFL game and I was super excited about it. He has the cutest beanie and little Carlton jersey. Seriously looks so cute I could eat him (For those on FB - you probably know the pic I am referring too!)

But as you have probably guessed we didn't make it to the game. About 11:30 last night the little man awoke happy as larry. B was already asleep so I got him up did a quick change and put some teething gel on him (His FOUR top teeth are coming through) and was about to put him back down when..... KAPOW!!! He did his first ever projectile. Literally covered me :( I have photographic proof! The only good part about it was that I was wearing B's jumper :)

So we changed him and put him back to sleep and he slept perfectly until 7:30 this morning. B got him up so that I could have a sleep in. I heard the little man grizzling a little but I slept through somehow. Anyways I woke properly at around 10 and checked my phone to see two texts from B asking me to come and help. I came down to the lounge and saw my little man snuggled up asleep on B. Which would have been really cute except he was super sick.

So my beautifully planned trip to the footy was replaced with nursing, cuddling and trying to keep my gorgeous little mans temperature down. He had a few big sleeps and didn't go off his food/drink which was good but inevitably it was a long and exhausting day - As all of the parents reading this would know.

I would so much rather be 10 X sicker myself and just take away his pain - It's so horrible when they are so sick that they lose that spark from their eye :( Parenting at it's worst!
Thankfully he is much better tonight and I'm hoping that he continues to get better tomorrow.
So much for a fabulous long weekend!!!!!

Hope you are all having a better one!
xx

Why do TV shows suddenly make me cry?!?

I'm not sure if I have admitted this here yet but I am a TV ADDICT :)
To the point where I download episodes from America because I honestly cannot wait for them to be aired here. I probably download 8 or 9 shows per week? Although since having the little man to demand pay attention to - I rarely have time to watch them.

When I was pregnant with the little man, B and I went through a Criminal Minds phase. We borrowed the DVD's from B's parents and watched 2-3 episodes a night. We loved it - However we still have 2 seasons to watch. Post birth - I just can't watch them. ALL episodes involving children freak me out. If anyone has watched the show they will understand what I mean, sometimes it is really graphic. It's kinda scary.

It also makes me wonder where the writers get all their ideas from? Some of those story lines are pretty horrific.

So tonight we are sitting here and Grey's Anatomy is on TV - There's a character that is pregnant and has just been injured in a car crash. So I have seen this episode (downloaded about 2 months ago) and yet still I burst into tears! It seems like any show where there are pregnancy issues or sick/injured children seem to devastate me. Is this normal? Do other parents feel the same?
I know that other people are finding it sad - I have friends with Grey's status on Facebook and Twitter - but I wonder if they are as teary as me?

Maybe I have to toughen up :)
xx