Nothing to see here, move on


Today I hung the washing out in the sunshine, listening to an Oprah and Deepak meditation on my phone {no, for real I was! check it here}.

And then it hailed.

I spent 10 minutes changing the baby’s diaper, blow drying his bum and gently applying lotions to his poor bleeding skin.

And then he poohed within 2 minutes of setting him down. {This happened about 12 times today actually}.  

I took a shower for the first time in two days and was reminded what a hassle it actually was. Being clean meant that I was then required to brush my hair and put moisturiser on etc and LOOK AT ALL THAT DIRTY LAUNDRY I JUST MADE!  Due to my nekid-face-state I was blindly slapping on some BB cream and bronzer, spilt the BB cream on my sweatshirt, washed that off then dropped the bronzer compact on the tiles where it of course shattered into a million powdery pieces much to Nixon’s delight.  It was just one of those days – and it’s my blog so I can whinge and stomp my feet if I want to, right?.

I didn’t actually have to leave the house until 3pm today when we went to swimming lessons, but the list of things to do before them seemed to grow every second so that my mind was spinning and I felt like I actually might get none of said things ticked off the mental list.  {The cookies didn’t get baked until 8.30pm but huzzah!  We have fresh cookies!}.

>>>>  This leads to something I can’t get out of my head; a former colleagues wife asked me after Nixon was born “so, what do you actually do all day?”.  And you know what?  I couldn’t think of a damn thing to say.  Seriously, surely as a second time stay at home Mum I must have some clue as to what I do between the hours of 5am and 5pm?  I just gawked at her with a blank stare so, so surprised that anyone would ever ask a Mum of a young child such a stupid question.  Everyone knows all we do is wait for Ellen to come on and read Home & Garden while sipping Nespresso right?


I was just walking by the computer and read an email, which led me to a new blog, which even though it ain’t pretty is full of some awesome content, and COMMENTS {remember them?  hello?  anyone out there?} and made me think, “wtf am I doing?” and why am I doing it so obviously wrong?  and who are all of these bloggers that I don’t know?”.  Is there now an Old School vs New School mummy blogger thing going on?  Have we who have been rumbling around these familiar blogs for years and years been laid out to pasture?  I don’t know.

So, if any one you have discovered a wondrous new blog of late please share!  And maybe you’ll come back again another day?  If I promise to stop complaining? {You all have days like these too, yes?}.






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I live in rural Auckland, New Zealand. Two boys, one big, one not so big and 2 boy dogs belong to me and I them. I love Coca Cola in all of its sugar-less forms and I love you internet. I take way too many pictures of my kids and collect them all here. This is what I am doing when I should be cleaning or cooking or doing other 'useful' things.

15 thoughts on “Nothing to see here, move on”

  1. We all have days like that! You’re doing an amazing job! Being a Mama is one of the most rewarding yet hardest job there is (minus your latest hurdles… You’re actually a super hero mama right now…) as a gorgeous friend said to me once a long time ago as I posted a status saying ‘today’s not a good day’ she replied ‘it’s not too late to turn it around’ that gorgeous friend was you. I hope tomorrow is much better for you X

  2. I've never been that great at commenting, but I read every single one of your posts, and I love them all! I hate those days like you just had, but I totally relate – all but the part about your mental list. Mine is physical, and I rewrite most of the list on the following days list too because I didn't achieve it this day! Boo. Sleep well. Yay for fresh cookies! x

  3. hiiii I often read yours and enjoy. I like REAL stuff 🙂 I'm just not a big commenter cos I don't feel I have have the kudos since I'm not actually a blogger myself. Always wanted to be but never had the confidence and now there's instagram! I hate those days when literally nothing gets done and you just seem to be going backwards. Sometimes slaving over the spills and messes makes me CArazy. I hope life settles for your little man Nixon soon did the docs say he was likely to poo like that all the time now or should it slow down. (Sorry random questions)

  4. I used to feel I spent a big part of the day getting the house back to the order it was in when my partner left for work. Problem was he had no idea how crazy it got in between. Now I feel life with a 3 year-old at home is like having someone follow you around clicking 'Undo' all day! Washing neatly folded and piled up? Undo! I read all your posts and wish you all the very best for Nixon's recovery from his surgery too xx

  5. /eyes Melissa suspsiciousky/ Have you been spying on my life?! Ugh, I felt every word of this today. When my hubs comes home and asks what we’ve done, I tell him the handful of things (eaten lunch, played, not slept…) and then after a pause he asks – every.single.time – “and what else have you done?” Really?! REALLY??!

  6. Shower and getting ready is actually on my daily todo list… yes, i am that person. But it's there because it takes up a chunk of time that could be spent elsewhere! Hearing you, feeling you 😉 I think the most important thing we do at home is…survive and make sure the kids do too in one way shape or form :p Haven't stumbled upon any new blogs but then again I have enough trouble keeping up with the ones I do follow… oh the black hole of computer time…. Here's hoping you have a great day, and the poor bum settles soon xx

  7. Amen sister!!! I have four kids, three of which are pre-schoolers, so my entire week looks like that – and sometimes I wonder how I'm even a real person anymore. You learn to live with the fact that the To Do list will never be All Done, and that you will start 50 jobs and only finish 25 (maybe!) – AND that everything you do is important. Every hug you give, every bum you wipe (and blow-dry and cream), every sandwich you make, every Lego piece you find in the randomest place, every time you haul your carcass out of bed to haul someone else's back into their own… It is all important! I've often thought of writing a blog post on what a typical day looks like for me, but I just don't know if I could keep track of it all!

  8. What do i do all day?! I have NO idea. but I'm blooody tired by the end of it. And with Kindy drop offs and pick ups i thought i would have SO much more time, but instead i'm even tired-er, i used to be able to last till about 7pm without crapping out, and now I last till 4pm, and I have to pick myself up off the kitchen floor and get on with it.

    And. Are we OLD NEWS! hahahahahha. What was this blog you discovered? How do I get IN?! xxxx

  9. I hear you on the comments thing – on my previous blog (with lower stats) I had way more comments… now – not so much but I guess people connect with me on different platforms as well.
    I love that you are owning your crappy day 🙂

  10. Ah love. Love your honesty and the reality of your day despite the fact it really smacked you round – hoping for a bettter day today! And the comments, don't get me started. I sometimes wonder if anyone is even reading my blog at all these days…damn IG is at least partly to blame – altho don't get me wrong I love IG just as much as the next person. I'm a diehard blogger and I feel as if sometimes I'm persisting with a dying art form – I truly hope that is not the case. I do read every single one of your fabulous posts I hope you know xx

  11. If you had time for a cocktail, I would recommend 2-3. Try aspirin instead. Being mummy is the hardest job you'll ever have…and you are so awesome and dedicated. Love you!

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