Notes on the week, culminating in today
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Wendy's had the worst sleep since she was going through the 5 month regression late at 6months.
Dad sleeps with her, and he reports she gets to midnight and then can't sleep longer than 30 mins, tantrums when she wakes up and it just goes in circles.
She cries so hard and then can't expain whats wrong. Last night she had to sleep in Dad's bed just to make it through to 430am where he promptly woke up as usual and then at 530 am she woke up and tantrumed... so ended up sleeping on the floor in my room in the emergency bed because we had a big Saturday planned and sleep is literally, no 1. for a good day with a rinky dink stinky toddler (as I call her). She made it to 7am when she woke up screaming. because "her blankets were wrong" and when I tried to fix them she decided they weren't right, and then she cried harder and woke kid 2 up. When I promptly saw red due to me going to bed late at 23:00 the previous night as I stayed up baking for the club stall I was going to partake in on the Saturday street festival. I was so pissed I gave her a smack for no reason (come on she hasnt slept for 6 nights and sent her out of the room straight away but it was too late. Maymay is awake and that's that. She had a quick suck but that was the end of everyone's sleep.
The smack wasn't intended to mean anything. It just made me feel better. Ah don't you love violence.
FML then we had essentially maybe 50 tantrums until eventually we got to the breakfast table, in an outfit that was actually really cute (without a dress because even though she always insists on a dress today she insisted she really didn't want one and when I said she looked very good and cute in the t shirt I picked for her and the bow pants she picked out, -- she got angry that I even made mention of her appearance, no matter how positive).
lolz.
Those 50 tantrums seemed to roll into one, with huge coughing fits that made me think she was sick with some sort of cold. But no, She was just crying so hard her throat hurt. Also the air has been really dry so I wondered for a little while if getting a dehumidifier would help sleep but overall no. It's been more humid really and our house is like, damp ++ due to it's age. A humidifier would not help.
I think, its actually been really hot and humid at night, when i say hot i mean like. 20 degs.
So not like, terrible but let me remind you it's early Nov.
so tonight - I said, ok. no blankets. not 1. Just your PJs and a sleep bag.
Dad tried to implement it and she's like AND A BLANKET! and he goes and gets me and I just said "no blanket tonight bubs, ok. Just no. Your 3 toys: Connie, Kegal and Big bear. and your sleep bag.
The end.
And somehow my word means more than dad's. Lolz.
The bake sale
Okay. I love bake sales, and I've done a few over the years so I've picked up some bakeworthy experience.
But now with 2 little rug rats nipping at my ankles I really had to fight hard to not bite more than I could chew.
Actually I thought there was a high chance the bake sale could be a flop. If the street festival was a tumble weed turner. But it wasn't.
There was face painting for free,
they had acts going up and down the streets with a drum.
They had a high end ice cream stall (fml expensive - one scoop for $7.50 but I'd prefer to buy off them than some poor quality soft serve.
Bake sales are such hit and misses, and I think at a street festival you get people who want to buy and then you get people that don't want to buy. It's just... hit and miss.
Lucky me, somehow, all the stuff i baked was super hits. In the past I've seen in bake sales people love lamingtons. I've also noticed a lot of pop up bakeries flogging lamingtons for $9 a pop. Like. What the hay, like lamingtons are great but they're not that great. And I loveeee a good lamington. Like a proper large one. So I decided to make something similar. I was going to make Ube ones and pandan ones. But when I went to open my pandan tin on Friday, lol the pandan essence was like. Disgusting. And not workable. I couldn't find my other pandan essence. So I went with coffee essence and made coffee lamingtons.
Like I could have gone traditional chocolate but I was aiming for the cool crowd, and whats in is different. You can get a chocolate one at the supermarket- it's just as good as the high end one's pretty much. Butttt I'm trying something different. Coffee! Who doesn't like, coffee. lolz. Anyways. They sold well.
I also did brownies because the president initially said brownies and they're real easy to make. With box mix on sale, $3 a box, 4 boxes for my giant lamington tray I was testing out -- I made 4 boxes in 40 mins, and cut them up into 30 peices super quick.
If I didn't have children I would have baked probably 3-4x as much as I did but there you have it. I did what I could and it helped me test out my lamington tray that's been sitting in the back of the cupboard for ages, waiting for an occasion just like this.
Can't wait until there's a school bake sale. let me at it! Come on Wendy, what shall we bake.
Contrast this to my own mother. If there was a bake sale at school she would say "what for? all that sugar. So bad. We pay school fees so no."
And I think where is your sense of community. It's all in the vibe.
I was pissed off at the event being sold as a "recruitment tool". I think it would be poor for recruitment. Sloths did better having an erg (ours is rusty) and a drum and they got people interested. It should be sold as community engagement, community spirit, team bonding.
Like no offence bluefins, where is your team bond. It seems extreemly lacking. People come to training, to see their mates. To paddle together. You paddle hard, for your friends. A successful team, needs to bond and engage with the team.
I came for the bonding experience.
I think it should have been sold more so as that. Anyhow. The next bonding experience is the Christmas party and that seems like it's going to be... not that good to be honest but I'll leave that bitch for another day.
Rosie's baby shower
I'd scoped out the location in advance - her apartment roof - and realised immediatly it was not going to be sunsafe for the kids or skin ca Pete. So I asked if we could come super late and would that be okay or ruin the day.
Said to start at 2 and end at 6, there wasn't a cake (I didn't have one, i wanted one but I had Diabetes and that just ruins cake, doesn't it. So I didn't bother). nor were there any games, but we got to see the roof of the apartment.
It was after the bake sale, where Wendy had already ran around for hours and then as soon as I put her into the pram she literally (Screamed) then fell asleep. At 4pm. Worst time for a nap.
So when we got to the party, it was 430pm, I decided we had to wake her up to aim for a usual 7pm bedtime.
As a shiftworker who did all sorts of shifts, the no. way to keep yourself on track with sleep is to ensure a very timely and regular bedtime (I need to take my own advice) but so it rings true with ToddlerWendy. So we woke her up and she scream tantrum cried for what felt like forever. I even considered to just go home.
We stayed for a bit, ate some food. I already gave a bunch of handme downs and brand new items I didn't get to even with 2 kids, the amount of stuff you can accumilate is just insane. I was considering if I found a gift at a festival I would have bought it but there wasn't anything really good.
In the end we left after about an hour to get the kiddos to bed.
No one wanted dinner, despite both of them having barely eaten all day. Wendy wanted to "play with her toys" (but what she was really doing was laying on the couch in the living room and going to sleep) so I took that as a cue to throw her in the tub. I offered her a simple toast and eggie dinner she would normally have liked that I could make in 5 mins (she had asked for noodle soup earlier in the day but we were out and there was none around, and that would take me at a minimum 30 mins to put together). So if she wanted dinner she didn't act as such.
I put may2 in the high chair with a banana and she just screamed at me so I gave her the boob, then put her in the tub, where wendy threw some soft toys (really?!!) which I later added to the laundry. I really need to start washing all the toys, since it's summer and they'll dry outside.
So we made it through the week and the bake sale is over. Woot.
It's always a good feeling when a big event is over.
Wendy's had the worst sleep since she was going through the 5 month regression late at 6months.
Dad sleeps with her, and he reports she gets to midnight and then can't sleep longer than 30 mins, tantrums when she wakes up and it just goes in circles.
She cries so hard and then can't expain whats wrong. Last night she had to sleep in Dad's bed just to make it through to 430am where he promptly woke up as usual and then at 530 am she woke up and tantrumed... so ended up sleeping on the floor in my room in the emergency bed because we had a big Saturday planned and sleep is literally, no 1. for a good day with a rinky dink stinky toddler (as I call her). She made it to 7am when she woke up screaming. because "her blankets were wrong" and when I tried to fix them she decided they weren't right, and then she cried harder and woke kid 2 up. When I promptly saw red due to me going to bed late at 23:00 the previous night as I stayed up baking for the club stall I was going to partake in on the Saturday street festival. I was so pissed I gave her a smack for no reason (come on she hasnt slept for 6 nights and sent her out of the room straight away but it was too late. Maymay is awake and that's that. She had a quick suck but that was the end of everyone's sleep.
The smack wasn't intended to mean anything. It just made me feel better. Ah don't you love violence.
FML then we had essentially maybe 50 tantrums until eventually we got to the breakfast table, in an outfit that was actually really cute (without a dress because even though she always insists on a dress today she insisted she really didn't want one and when I said she looked very good and cute in the t shirt I picked for her and the bow pants she picked out, -- she got angry that I even made mention of her appearance, no matter how positive).
lolz.
Those 50 tantrums seemed to roll into one, with huge coughing fits that made me think she was sick with some sort of cold. But no, She was just crying so hard her throat hurt. Also the air has been really dry so I wondered for a little while if getting a dehumidifier would help sleep but overall no. It's been more humid really and our house is like, damp ++ due to it's age. A humidifier would not help.
I think, its actually been really hot and humid at night, when i say hot i mean like. 20 degs.
So not like, terrible but let me remind you it's early Nov.
so tonight - I said, ok. no blankets. not 1. Just your PJs and a sleep bag.
Dad tried to implement it and she's like AND A BLANKET! and he goes and gets me and I just said "no blanket tonight bubs, ok. Just no. Your 3 toys: Connie, Kegal and Big bear. and your sleep bag.
The end.
And somehow my word means more than dad's. Lolz.
The bake sale
Okay. I love bake sales, and I've done a few over the years so I've picked up some bakeworthy experience.
But now with 2 little rug rats nipping at my ankles I really had to fight hard to not bite more than I could chew.
Actually I thought there was a high chance the bake sale could be a flop. If the street festival was a tumble weed turner. But it wasn't.
There was face painting for free,
they had acts going up and down the streets with a drum.
They had a high end ice cream stall (fml expensive - one scoop for $7.50 but I'd prefer to buy off them than some poor quality soft serve.
Bake sales are such hit and misses, and I think at a street festival you get people who want to buy and then you get people that don't want to buy. It's just... hit and miss.
Lucky me, somehow, all the stuff i baked was super hits. In the past I've seen in bake sales people love lamingtons. I've also noticed a lot of pop up bakeries flogging lamingtons for $9 a pop. Like. What the hay, like lamingtons are great but they're not that great. And I loveeee a good lamington. Like a proper large one. So I decided to make something similar. I was going to make Ube ones and pandan ones. But when I went to open my pandan tin on Friday, lol the pandan essence was like. Disgusting. And not workable. I couldn't find my other pandan essence. So I went with coffee essence and made coffee lamingtons.
Like I could have gone traditional chocolate but I was aiming for the cool crowd, and whats in is different. You can get a chocolate one at the supermarket- it's just as good as the high end one's pretty much. Butttt I'm trying something different. Coffee! Who doesn't like, coffee. lolz. Anyways. They sold well.
I also did brownies because the president initially said brownies and they're real easy to make. With box mix on sale, $3 a box, 4 boxes for my giant lamington tray I was testing out -- I made 4 boxes in 40 mins, and cut them up into 30 peices super quick.
If I didn't have children I would have baked probably 3-4x as much as I did but there you have it. I did what I could and it helped me test out my lamington tray that's been sitting in the back of the cupboard for ages, waiting for an occasion just like this.
Can't wait until there's a school bake sale. let me at it! Come on Wendy, what shall we bake.
Contrast this to my own mother. If there was a bake sale at school she would say "what for? all that sugar. So bad. We pay school fees so no."
And I think where is your sense of community. It's all in the vibe.
I was pissed off at the event being sold as a "recruitment tool". I think it would be poor for recruitment. Sloths did better having an erg (ours is rusty) and a drum and they got people interested. It should be sold as community engagement, community spirit, team bonding.
Like no offence bluefins, where is your team bond. It seems extreemly lacking. People come to training, to see their mates. To paddle together. You paddle hard, for your friends. A successful team, needs to bond and engage with the team.
I came for the bonding experience.
I think it should have been sold more so as that. Anyhow. The next bonding experience is the Christmas party and that seems like it's going to be... not that good to be honest but I'll leave that bitch for another day.
Rosie's baby shower
I'd scoped out the location in advance - her apartment roof - and realised immediatly it was not going to be sunsafe for the kids or skin ca Pete. So I asked if we could come super late and would that be okay or ruin the day.
Said to start at 2 and end at 6, there wasn't a cake (I didn't have one, i wanted one but I had Diabetes and that just ruins cake, doesn't it. So I didn't bother). nor were there any games, but we got to see the roof of the apartment.
It was after the bake sale, where Wendy had already ran around for hours and then as soon as I put her into the pram she literally (Screamed) then fell asleep. At 4pm. Worst time for a nap.
So when we got to the party, it was 430pm, I decided we had to wake her up to aim for a usual 7pm bedtime.
As a shiftworker who did all sorts of shifts, the no. way to keep yourself on track with sleep is to ensure a very timely and regular bedtime (I need to take my own advice) but so it rings true with ToddlerWendy. So we woke her up and she scream tantrum cried for what felt like forever. I even considered to just go home.
We stayed for a bit, ate some food. I already gave a bunch of handme downs and brand new items I didn't get to even with 2 kids, the amount of stuff you can accumilate is just insane. I was considering if I found a gift at a festival I would have bought it but there wasn't anything really good.
In the end we left after about an hour to get the kiddos to bed.
No one wanted dinner, despite both of them having barely eaten all day. Wendy wanted to "play with her toys" (but what she was really doing was laying on the couch in the living room and going to sleep) so I took that as a cue to throw her in the tub. I offered her a simple toast and eggie dinner she would normally have liked that I could make in 5 mins (she had asked for noodle soup earlier in the day but we were out and there was none around, and that would take me at a minimum 30 mins to put together). So if she wanted dinner she didn't act as such.
I put may2 in the high chair with a banana and she just screamed at me so I gave her the boob, then put her in the tub, where wendy threw some soft toys (really?!!) which I later added to the laundry. I really need to start washing all the toys, since it's summer and they'll dry outside.
So we made it through the week and the bake sale is over. Woot.
It's always a good feeling when a big event is over.
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Date: 2024-11-09 05:59 pm (UTC)