As we enter a new week it has got me reflecting on the week just past. It started out well with an excellent first night for Noah in his big boy bed but it went down hill from 8.15am on Monday morning!
We left home just after 8.15am to start our second week of driving Finley to his new preschool, as we have yet to move, and 10 minutes into our 25 minute journey we hit some traffic. I had presumed it was something to do with the low bridge we travel under every day so I didn't take the turning that would take us around the back roads. First bad move right there. We crawled along for 30 minutes! Until we reached what was causing the traffic jam, traffic lights for the relaying of tarmac to someones drive way. I have no words for how this made me feel fit for the blog. We arrived at preschool dead on time and luckily found a parking space right outside.
I then received an email at lunchtime from the council to say they wouldn't be considering our new address as we were yet to exchange even though they had evidence of us buying the house, which meant Finley will be classed as out of area. Cue tears, shouting and telephone calls to loved ones that could calm me down and speak words of wisdom. Bedtime 2 of the new bed came and wasn't too bad but we were woken up a few times by both of the boys. Not the best night but not the worst.
Tuesdays commute to preschool came and I got stuck in even more traffic, this time heading through the little village Finley's preschool is in. I was so close yet so far, but with no spaces outside the preschool this time off we marched to get there on time. Not too much drama this day so onto Wednesday it was.
This time the commute was drama free, we were early and the week was looking up. After a lovely walk with a friend, her daughter and their dog Wednesday was problem free, until that night. The boys went down ok but we had a rough night with another few wake ups and Noah announcing at 5.10am it was morning time. After some coercion we managed to get him back to sleep until 6.30am. Once the morning arrived there was a very tired mummy and two very tired children!
Throughout the week the boys behaviour had been getting worse with their attitude and general fighting between themselves. I was looking forward to Thursday and a date at the soft play so they could just run wild.
Thursday wasn't too bad, we had fights and attitude but with our trip to soft play the boys were happy. And then Thursday night came.
The night of hardly any sleep.
I saw every hour on Thursday night/Friday morning and to say my mood wasn't the best on Friday morning is an understatement.
Noah was off to preschool so it was a day for me and Finley. I had planned the cinema but after some not listening from him and finding out the motorway was half closed, that idea was binned off so we headed into town for a coffee. I explained we had a few jobs to do and then we could go for our treat. After touching everything in a card shop along with a tantrum and then pulling down a sign in another shop I announced there would be no treat and that we would be going home. So off to the car we went with Finley literally screaming the town down and making me look like the worst mother in the world. When we got home there were tears from me but then everything seemed to calm down. Until after nursery pick up. All they did was fight and with my tiredness I shouted a few times and couldn't wait until bedtime! Cue the mummy guilt and the questioning myself of am I too tough on them?!
Saturday was no better with the constant fights and the not listening. Both my husband and I were at the end of our tether. Where had this come from? And I am ashamed to say this but I really wasn't enjoying parenting at this point after 6 whole crappy, no sleep, stroppy toddler days. We needed a break and we all just needed some sleep!!
Sunday morning really was no better and with the cancellation of the McDonalds breakfast before we headed off to see my husbands parents for their birthday due to some terrible behaviour, the day was looking to be a lot like the rest of the week been.
But to our relief it wasn't. It was a good day. Yes there were tantrums but no major fights and I enjoyed their company.
The past week has been a tough one and one of the toughest we have had in a very long while. This is partly due to the lack of sleep on all our parts and I really have my fingers crossed for a better week next week.
|They still managed to make me smile|
Bless you! I'm sorry you had such a bad week! It's horrid when one thing can make a day spiral out of control, or even just leave a bad taint on an otherwise ok day. I'm so glad you had such a lovely day together Sunday and I hope this week is better for you. Hugs xxxReplyDelete
Some weeks are just best written off, I find. Here's to a new and better week! :) #marvmondaysReplyDelete
Hopefully this week will be better and the sleep fairy will visit! Fingers crossed for you!ReplyDelete
Don't feel like a bad parent, it's just the sleep! That's what I tell myself anyway. As soon as their sleeping settles down and you get a couple of good nights you'll feel better. We've been doing the whole Big Boy Bed thing too, starting the Friday before last. Every night there's been a disturbance until last night, he slept for 12 blissful hours... And his little brother, who slept beautifully all week, was awake on & off from 3.45. I think they must plan it! Hope tonight is better for you xx #sundaystarsReplyDelete
Hi Kirsty, I hope this weeks better for you! Lack of sleep has to be one of the worst things about parenting, how we don't throw ourselves on the floor in the middle of shops and throw tantrums when we are hanging by a thread I'll never know! No that would probably stop little ones in their tracks!ReplyDelete
At least things came right on Sunday.
Sleeplessness is an awful thing. Try not to be too tough on yourself. Here's to happier weeks ahead x #mgReplyDelete
Lack of sleep is so tough isn't it?! I think everyone has weeks like this, I know I do with two boys that are close in age and fight over almost everything! I hope this week turns out better for you all.ReplyDelete
Oh dear! Bad weeks happen to everyone, especially when tired! #mgReplyDelete
Lack of sleep is the worst. Even the simplest things seem impossible and it makes it so hard to think positively. Hoping this week is an improvement for you, on the sleep front and on everything else too!ReplyDelete
Parenting is hard, I'm feeling for you! We're struggling now with the terrible twos. As I'm writing this I'm sitting in my sons room had no my phone as he won't sleep without me being here, nightmare! Hope you have a better week this week. Thanks for linking up to #MarvMondays! Kaye xoReplyDelete
Bad week, but yes hopefully a brighter on to come, big hugs from Australia xx get some sleep!ReplyDelete
Aw parenting can get the better of us all sometimes. Fingers crossed for a better week next week x #bestandworstReplyDelete
Oh I hope you all get some sleep and can have a better weekReplyDelete
Oh goodness that was a tough one. I have so many weeks like these. But there's always a brilliant day just over the horizon! Hang in there. #coolmumclubReplyDelete
Oh bless you, it is so tough when everything conspires against you and you have a really bad week. And not sleeping really does take its toll. I know that I am a seriously and inpatient mummy when I haven't slept. And why do we always feel mummy guilt. I think when we have weeks like this then we need to be easier on ourselves and forgive ourselves more easily. We would for a friend. So why not ourselves. I hope that this week is going better. Thanks for linking up with #SundayStars. Hugs Lucy xxxxReplyDelete
Oh man that sounds super tough. Really hoping you have a rainbow right around the corner because you have certainly had your fair amount of s*** storm to warrant it! Hoping the rainbow starts this weekend and lasts a long time. Thanks for linking up to #colmumclub lovely lady xReplyDelete
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Oh, I am right there with you on all of this. We're transitioning to a big girl bed (and room) and are all suffering from lack of sleep. It's brutal.ReplyDelete
Hang in there. It's got to get better. At least, that's what I keep telling myself, lol!
Awww hun :( It is horrendous when you have weeks like this, they feel never ending and honestly at times I just want to cry and rock in a corner. I'm so sorry to read about the school situation and I really do hope you get it sorted, such a stress. Big hugs and thanks for linking up lovey #bestandworstReplyDelete
5.10 morning time? No....and I hope the school gets sorted. That is stressful! Thanks for sharing with #abitofeverythingReplyDelete
It only takes a good day and a little outdoor fun to make you appreciate parenting again, hope this week has more ups than downs for you. #MarvMondayReplyDelete
I remember days like these well, but the bad days really really make us appreciate the good ones that much more. I really hope you've had a better week this week lovely,ReplyDelete
Thanks for linking up to #PicknMix