Maybe she sold them on Banchory Buy Swap SellSolo parenting her 3 kids.....
Where are her 3 kids...?
They don’t seem to be there?
Maybe she sold them on Banchory Buy Swap SellSolo parenting her 3 kids.....
Where are her 3 kids...?
They don’t seem to be there?
Nail on head. It's the tone-deaf moaning while then insta-ing herself drinking tea and reading a book - in the middle of the Easter holidays, with "thhrreeeeeee giiirrrrrrllls" nowhere to be seen - for me.Argh, I *hate* the fact that what I'm about to say may be seen as sticking up for Beggy - but hear me out. My husband also works away for weeks at a time, and after having him at home, those first few days after he leaves really are daunting, and I've found even more so for me after having my second child.
I absolutely adore my children, we have fantastic times, they are wonderful wonderful children, but it is relentless. The constant feeding, cleaning, washing, ironing, ferrying around, teeth brushing, meal making, dishes, bath times, stories, bedtimes. Everything is on me - everything. It's hard to explain unless you're in that situation, and I don't think she explains it particularly well, but I do sort of understand where she is coming from. She doesn't go about it the right way - there are days I get to bedtime and realise I haven't bloody peed that day because I've been so busy with the kids and I'm absolutely exhausted. I'm certainly not sitting on the sofa sipping hot cups of tea.
She certainly has a lot more free time than I do - that's for sure. I think my daunt comes from a place of love - a place where I am afraid to 'fail' my children, that I'll run out of steam before my husband gets home, that I won't have enough in the tank to give them what they need for the whole time he's away.Nail on head. It's the tone-deaf moaning while then insta-ing herself drinking tea and reading a book - in the middle of the Easter holidays, with "thhrreeeeeee giiirrrrrrllls" nowhere to be seen - for me.
There’s a huge difference in feeling a bit overwhelmed and her attitude of woe is me because she has to actually be responsible for her children and not have quite as much me time for a few days. Her children are in school & nursery so she gets 2 (or is it 3?) days to herself EVERY WEEK, her mum hands in meals, Lee puts meals in the freezer before he goes away and her parents live next door.Argh, I *hate* the fact that what I'm about to say may be seen as sticking up for Beggy - but hear me out. My husband also works away for weeks at a time, and after having him at home, those first few days after he leaves really are daunting, and I've found even more so for me after having my second child.
I absolutely adore my children, we have fantastic times, they are wonderful wonderful children, but it is relentless. The constant feeding, cleaning, washing, ironing, ferrying around, teeth brushing, meal making, dishes, bath times, stories, bedtimes. Everything is on me - everything. It's hard to explain unless you're in that situation, and I don't think she explains it particularly well, but I do sort of understand where she is coming from. She doesn't go about it the right way - there are days I get to bedtime and realise I haven't bloody peed that day because I've been so busy with the kids and I'm absolutely exhausted. I'm certainly not sitting on the sofa sipping hot cups of tea.
Joanie clothing, surely not a recent gift? It put me clean off ever buying anything from them they give that much away free. I was sick of seeing Brummy Mummy of 2 and the likes of Nadia Sawalha in their stuff. These influencers get so much freebies it's like an institutional uniform. Must be gifted, surely she wouldn't have bought what others were given free.WTF is she wearing? A stripey top with McDonald’s fries on it?!