Showing posts with label pram. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pram. Show all posts

Tuesday, 22 July 2014

Busy And Excited All In One

Today has been one of those up and down emotional days

It started off with anger. My partner woke up super early knowing she had an order for a cake. 2 hours after she had been awake and the cake was cooked, the lady who ordered the cake sent a message saying she no longer had the money to pay for it and wondered if she could pay on friday but still have the cake tomorrow. Straight away i said no, it doesnt work like that. Weve taken the decision to not give her the cake. She said she would let us know of she could get the money from someone at 7pm tonight. I have no idea hpw she expected my girlfriend to turn over a peppa pig model cake at 7pm tonight. Crazy springs to mind.

After all that curfuffle, my respiratory consultants secretary got back to me after i left a message yesterday and has made an appointment for me in August to give him my over night sats recornings. I really praying something can be done about them as i woke up again with a huge headache and it puts me in a foul mood.

I then tried to have a snooze this afternoon as i was physically and mentally exhausted and my partners parents decided they would be as loud as possible. Bearing in mind we live in the countryside where theres no traffic or noise, they decided that instead of talking to each other in the garden, they would shout at each other. Pissed me right off as i got no sleep. So not only am i not sleeping on the night time but im being stopped during the day. I wouldnt mind but they knew i was asleep as my partners mum decided she would come in our room and start talking to my partner whilst i was led there with my eyes closed. Actually thinking about it...pissed off doesnt describe in detail enough how i was feeling.

Then ofcourse we had excitment...the pram and car seat we ordered on the weekend arrived. Its so amazing and very well padded for the child. best of all. It didnt have pictures on the side of the boxes so there was no chance any one could see what they were so our worries about the hell we were going to get werent needed yay.

I then on the other hand dropped the bomb shell to my partner for how much money since saturday i spent on baby stuff...and ot came to £159 whoops. Not buying anymore for now then hehe.

TTFN

XXXX

Sunday, 20 July 2014

Reasoning

Why does everything in life have to have a reason behind it. Why cant you just be doing something because you want to, because it will bring you happiness.

Rules should be broken, it brings you the adventures within your life, tests your personality and the way your mind works. It gets you thinking.

Everything in life you should think about, there could be drastic consequnces if you dont.

For example if i didnt think about taking my asthma medications i would be dead. If i didnt think about putting on my seat belt when i set off to drive and then didnt think about hitting the breaks when the lights turn red i would be dead.

Not everything needs a reasoning for it to be done, but everything needs a purpose.

I hate having to explain to people what im doing, how long im going to be etc etc

I moved out from my parents when i was 17 so i managed to lead my life without telling someone my every move.
Recently since ive moved in with my other half it seems like everything we do has to be explained and reasoned to her mum. I feel like i need to explain to her why i go to the toilet as well its that bad. Having had 5 years of freedom so to speak from constant questioning i now feel like im a convict on parole explaining my tag.

It sucks

Surly as an adult we shouldnt have to.

The purpose of this post is because my partner is currently shitting her pants about what her parents are going to say about a delivery we will be having in the next 2 days. We have ordered a pram and car seat. It was a fantastic deal that we got offered and didnt want to miss the opportunity of having it as its the pram weve always wanted. My partner now seems to think we have to be prepared for 50 million questions for when it arrives as her mum will be nosey and want to watch the delivery be opened and then will most definatly have something to say about it.

I really cant wait to get out of this friggin house. To be our own people again. For my partner to actually be thet adult she is.

Rant over.

TTFN

XXXX