What now, you wonder.....
The day started very well with my to do list looking quite decent, by this I mean at least one itinerary finally ticked off out of 50million that is😎.
#Trip to the dentist with my four munchkins.Obviously I knew or at least had a reasonable idea of what to expect , as shall I say that we consume a fair bit of those awesome super fantastic super duper awesome..did I say that already???? Pretzels from Westfields, and yup our "five a day" often sadly comes out of a litre bottle for whatever reason......
And what's the point of mummy doing the school run without a trip to "The olde sweet shop" on our high street , now Charlie's Sweet Emporium to select to our wildest fantasy all things sweet and wonderful🤓🤓🤓🤓
Well until our day of reckoning came...
It wasn't what the dentist found however that was the main problem as bad as it was .....just saying. As a health care professional taking my children to see another colleague always brings on much anxiety about how I am perceived, have I missed something, is this nothing ? Should I have known better and the worst of all how my parenting skills are perceived.
Today, the dentist I met firstly, clearly stereotyped me quickly, and to make matters worse following his examinations confirmed I was the worst parent ever.
With his "You mean the last time 👶🏾saw a dentist WASSSSSSSSSS"
This was not helped by my little one desperately wanting to go up and down in his chair as any one who ever watched "Harry and his bucket full of dinosaurs " would expect is part of visiting a dentist......amongst others and then throwing a tantrum. Shall I say... Trying her best to win the title of 👼🏽👼🏽NOT...
Thankfully, as I wobbled out of the surgery jaws all wobbly, tears threatening, totally embarrassed grumbling something about trying my best , I thankfully managed to stop myself ..just barely, from offering the proverbial CANDY 😳😳😳😳 if she stopped crying...
Perhaps I should have after all , might have given me an opportunity to practice CPR on the Evil kanievil.....
Oh and if you ever find yourself in Southwoodford , visit our high street and look up the sweet shop just remember to brush afterwards😜😎
What in the gazubumbu are my talking about you might wonder😎
An age old malachy of simply finding a balance. Work /life , mum /me , mum /life balance.
Every year some time in early July I start my grand plan to go part time, I practice my speech to my Educational/Clinical supervisors everyday as I commute to work.
Did I hear you ask why? Well why do you think?
Essentially because I know I will miss all the school presentations and even worse may find myself laden with 50000 on calls 🙄🙄🙄 during the actual break.
My go to master plan after I march up to my supervisors , speech all prepared and end up moaning about the weather and Mr 👺👺Unt
Yes you guessed right, 😔😔😔😔saying nothing .. Nothing about my "grand part time plan" is to hope for over night on calls in summer which mean I am relatively alive and at home in some sort of semi comatose barely coherent form but most importantly with my munchkins 🤓🤓🤓.
Hence after these shifts often at my most vulnerable I am more likely to say yes to every demand by my clever munchkins and end up on visits to awesome places like the ones we visited this week.
This time it was the turn of our local most awesome Fishery and subsequently the most scary awesome reptile shop to !!!!!!wait for it........ Find New Friends😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱
People that know me will tell you that I am simply petrified to ducking death of creepy crawlies snakes any reptiles arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrg
For the pure joy on my little ones faces I am now about to become maybe a new mum again.....
The jury is still out, will it be the bearded dragon, the tortoise , the puffer fish, the Stingray , the soft shell turtle, Python , (Note mostly animals that could potentially lead to my end) Who knows, for now here are some pictures , and oh and if you are ever in Southwoodford London you should visit them too.
We love it here
A soft shell turtle
how pretty are these?
This particular friendship will have to wait, can't have her eating woo woo for dinner now can we😳😳😳😳
A beautiful Stingray
The great bearded Dragon
Here's to lots of coffee and to making new bearded friends...
The Zone !
What is this place you may ask?
This is "The " place to go to simply put , to save your ducking 😎mind.
The next level after counting to 50 billion in your mind when you are either at work and dealing with some incredibly annoying person, be it colleague , relatives, parking/ ticketing evil kanievil .
The place you go when travelling on the Eurostar across the Chanel with "soooo bored " young stars with 20 something year olds in Karl Largerfields latest creations sitting across from you with changing facial expressions which might best describe our beautiful English weather.
The "only " place you can possibly go when on a guided tour of her marjesty's kitchen and in the perfect tone of a 3 year old my little one just bellows " I am soooo tired and bored when can we go home ?" That is after moaning and groaning all the way from the entrance despite all my promises of ice cream at the end of the tour.
The place most honest people who travel with young children or dare to visit any were apart from Disney land/ Peppa pig World will tell you they spend most of their holiday.
Best wishes from the zone😎😎😎😎😎