My love affair with Facebook and Belly Belly has to end, so I'm breaking up with them for a little bit. I've asked for a 3 month ban from BB, its hard to read all the perfect parenting posts and know that you are SO not like that, even though you really wish you had the time and patience to invest in your children like that.
So I made the decision today that I need to go offline again. And then my decision was supported by the fact that Coo and Speedy got into the euky bear rub and wouldn't tell us where they left the tube - so we were quite angry because we didn't want Bubbles to get her hands on it and eat it or rub it in her eyes. No amount of begging would get the information out of Coo where they had left the tube, and to say it was frustrating is an understatement. Both Elf Man and I completely lost our shit at her, even resorting to smacks to try and get her to say where they put it. Fell on deaf ears, and didn't have any success no matter what we did - so it was up to us to find it.
And what made me even MORE furious was the fact that I was probably dicking around on facebook today while they were doing it. And if I hadn't of been, it would never of happened in the first place.
So tomorrow I will be stuck on their arses like shit on a stick. I will know what they are doing at all times, and I won't have to yell and be all crazy mumma like - because things won't just happen.
Wake up and smell the coffee Mel - the kids can't raise themselves, cos they make really bad fucking decisions!
I've taken control of my weight issues (goodbye 25kg!) and now I'm back to take control of my life. No more hiding online reading about other people's perfect lives and how devoted they are to their children, I'm going to be that person.
Or at least, my definition of a perfect parent.