Tonight is the night

Can you believe it, today is the day of the Mad blog awards Ceremony where the winners will be revealed.

I will be done up to the nines in my new dress and overly high shoes. Lots of makeup is needed (a paper bag even) as I’m sure I will have great big bags hanging from under my eyes, the kind bigger enough to carry a weeks shopping in!

Of course I haven’t had a wink of sleep, not even a tiny bit. We currently don’t have any melatonin for Little Man, (not that it does much good anyway) so these last few nights have been pretty trying.

My Sponsor OptiBac Probiotics have provided me with a beautiful hotel for tonight, so I’m not only looking forward to the awards but also a good bloody nights sleep!

Tomorrow is another big day in our household! It’s the Little man’s 11th Birthday.

This year I found we’ve had less strange gift request, such as padlocks, batteries and Dr pepper. This has been replaced with the request for money!

Sadly Little man seems to think the stuff falls out of the sky and I nearly killed myself laughing when he calmly yet politely requested the grand old sum of £400 (No my finger didn’t slip and accidently add an extra 0)!

Having Aspergers means little man normally has no shame in requesting the things he wants. Most children don’t, when the request is being made at their parents, yet little man will make such request to anyone who will listen!

His been requesting different sums of cash from a host of family members these past few weeks, so much so, that it’s driving me a tad loopy.

Another thing my son has a tendency to do, has done for as long as I can remember, is,

“ Ask friends and relatives bearing gifts, how much did it cost”

It’s times like these I feel to cover his mouth so he cannot speak. Someone gives him a present and I hold my breath in till I almost pass-out in the hope he doesn’t ask!

Of course I’ve explained that it is indeed rude, my child’s rigid thinking disallows him to see my point, he can’t get my way of thinking so therefore continues on his mission to find out the cost of his birthday presents and won’t rest in till he has.

This year he is off for a day out in London with his friend My younger sister will be doing the honours in accompanying them. Me, I’m not invited! He actually went about making his birthday plans without me! Charming I know! So I’ve decided to treat him to a nice Chinese meal in the evening.

So, that’s my Little update from my little world.

I cannot continue for I am simply zombied out, so apologise if this post is a load of meaningless rubbish!

If you fancy finding out how myself and the other finalist get on at the Mad awards tonight (that’s if I manage to stay awake through it) then you can follow the live blog where there will be live commentary and pictures posted throughout! This kicks off at 6pm this evening (Friday 30th September) just click HERE.

The need for mummy time

What a half term

Am I pleased that this half term has come to an end!

It’s very rare you will hear this mum quote such words. I normally dread the childrens return to school, but what with little man no long in his mainstream school I’ll be thankful for the break.

It’s been a long week. Little man has had little sleep, meaning I haven’t too (nothing new there then) Baby brother throw his smart phone into the mob bucket, where it stayed for 45 minutes in til it had been discovered, resulting in tears for a good ten hours, Little man drank a bottle of Carpol (yes a childrens’ pain killer because he likes the taste) and to top it all off I’ve had the worst stomach flu to date!

Tidying the little dudes room I came across an empty carpol 6+ bottle in his draw. I had been looking for this over the last three days to give to his sister who has been a tad under the weather, it was as if it had vanished, “Surely not,” I found myself saying aloud! I called little man upstairs and asked him why he had the empty bottle in his draw? To which he replied, “because it’s mine, you brought it for me!” I explained that this didn’t mean he could keep it in his bedroom and more to the point i asked where in gods name the contents had gone!

What came next shocked the bloody life out of me when he said as casual as like, “I drank it mum”

I felt my heart race, my stomach was in my mouth! I tried to stay clam but found myself shouting at him. This didn’t help because for the next half hour I had problems getting anything out of him at all.

I eventually unearthed that he had drank some on Sunday, Monday and lastly Tuesday Checking the bottle I established that the bottle was 80ml and recommended dosage for a child of little man’s age was 1-2 5ml spoonfuls 4x aday = 40ml aday max. So if he drank the stuff over a three day course then he should be fine. Then there was the fact we were now on Saturday, meaning he had last indulged in carpol 4 days ago. Regardless I felt dreadful that I didn’t know! what if something had happened! Oh my god it don’t bare even thinking about.

We had a chat and he just had no understanding why I was making such a ‘big’ deal of the situation! I really did overemphasize the seriousness of what he had done as a means to shock him into listening. He just looked at me with bafflement in his eyes, even laughing at one point. With my head in my hands, I felt lost! He likes it and that’s what matters (so he told me)

I got on the net and sreached online for a lockable medication box, which I found and ordered. All our medication is currently stored up very high on top of a cupboard attached to the wall in our kitcten. Little man would have had to climb up onto the sideboards in order to reach it. Still it had happened and thank goodness he was fine.

Another issue this week has been the constant squabbling between little man and his sister! Yer all siblings quarrel but oh my this is exhausting. Little sister has got to the point were she don’t take no more of his crap, but she’s also acting up a lot more lately. I think she feels a little left out! I think in her eyes her big brother is always doing the wrong thing that somehow leads to him getting attention (good or bad it’s still attention) I’ve notice my little princess who honestly is 99% well behaved has been doing a little back chatting, feet stomping, door slamming this past week. Maybe some girl time is needed.

Well for now I enjoy a drama free half peaceful day (let’s not forget, I do have a 15 month old requesting mummys attention throughout the day and his showing no interest in taking a mid-day nap as yet.

So bye for now, this mum is off to play with building blocks and peek a boo.

Enjoy your day/evening everyone.