Meringue22
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Courgettes on sticks?I'll bring the Gelato
Courgettes on sticks?I'll bring the Gelato
A glut of themCourgettes on sticks?
Her definition of a parenting low- baby shits itself
Shock horror, it’s never happened to me I must be an actual super mum.
I jest of course. And Grabby, some people do post the lows. Makes them seem more genuine. Rather than crying about it later and jetting off to NYC for an extended first class holiday.
What have I missed? Christ my kids shat on MEHer definition of a parenting low- baby shits itself
Shock horror, it’s never happened to me I must be an actual super mum.
I jest of course. And Grabby, some people do post the lows. Makes them seem more genuine. Rather than crying about it later and jetting off to NYC for an extended first class holiday.
I caught lead lice from one of my kids and 2 out of 3 of them had it I know they like clean hair but OMFG!This is what does my absolute head in about RVK. She is very happy to make a career out of showing us her giant home and her 300 holidays a year. When people have told her it makes them feel like crap (mainly because the rest of us are at home, struggling with the baby, chores, work) she basically said well don't look at my awesome life that if it makes you jealous.
But when she any element of reality come her way, like the baby poops at an inconvenient time or her husband actually has to go to work after sitting at home for months and months, she throws a huge tantrum.
She has zero resilience to life. She needs to suck it up and stop relying on other people to carry her.
Her bloody mum visits every single day to help her with the baby, clean her house, do her washing anyway.
Unfortunately that's parenting for you. Along with all those cute instagram worthy moments comes a lot of poo explosions, projectile vomiting and god knows what else. It doesn't stop at the new born stage either - discovering my daughter had given me head lice the day before our holiday and then my second child came down the chicken pox on the first day of our holiday after saving up for 18 months. That's just life with kids
You big Jessy! love it. Her current situ is going to give us allllllll the things to talk about Bring it on!She's still banging on about Benpecked's new job and him not being around on weekdays. Oh woman up, you big Jessy! Every other woman manages it, some don't even have a partner for the evenings and weekends. Moaning about it makes you look entitled, weak and childlike.
It's full Veruca Salt mode at the moment.
But Gramps new 'role' and her reaction to it makes me wonder a couple of things... Was this originally on the cards for them? (If so I question her having a baby and thinking she'd cope) or, based on many little comments, are they having some financial issues and he is having to get a full time job? Maybe the bottom has fallen out of their 'business'
I caught lead lice from one of my kids and 2 out of 3 of them had it I know they like clean hair but OMFG!
God absolutely! I completely agree. When my kids were younger I used to remind myself of an evening that they were safely tucked up in bed.....they were fed, warm etc, so I’d done an ok job and I’d got through the day without any major issues! Honestly when I think of the stress I had to sometimes deal with ON MY OWN I don’t know how I’ve come out the other side at times now they’re older it’s a whole set of new obstacles to cross but we get on with it don’t we?!Ah man! So gross isn't it! it's bad enough having to get them out of someone else's hair!
That's the thing though. To me, being some sort of super mum is definitely not about placenta capsules, flying business class and dragging your baby half way around the world for the most enviable Instagram gird.
It is far more about being happy with what you have and learning that life with kids means tit goes wrong ALLLLLLL the time. Just when you think you've planned for every eventuality, they manage to catch you by surprise
It's far more about your ability to cope when things go wrong and somehow keep them happy. Parenting is not some sort of perfect experience. Sometimes it is just trying to get from one disaster to the next and trying to take it all with a pinch of salt.
She needs to bloody lighten up a bit.
Man has to go to work to earn some money and leave woman at home to look after baby. Shock gasp horror! But don't worry Mumma will be around constantly to cook, wash, mind baby and generally 'take charge' so Grabecca can go to pilates, get a mani and sort through her gazillion pictures of New York for a riveting blog post. I bet Benpecked starting this job away from home on weekdays has caused a lot of her recent 'depression'. God forbid he ever travelled anywhere or had a night out!
oh my god.
WHO goes on holiday to NYC and buys BAKING TRAYS because they were CHEAP and then schleps them alllllll the way back the UK.
Baking trays ??? Are you OK hon ? They sell them in Tesco - they are cheap there too. Honestly - How bored was she?
She’s such a dick. I’ve just bought some for £1.98 from eBay. If I went to NY the last thing I’d do it buy stuff for a birthday that is months awayNot to mention the first birthday balloons that could be bought in the UK for £6 - the child isn’t even 6 months yet, she really overthinks life doesn’t she. But also goes on about what she hasn’t bought due to the exchange rate to make herself look like a seasoned traveller
This reminds me of the highs and lows of a family member. They have bipolar. The high days are euphoric and the lows are not being able to leave the houseI agree there are monumental contradictions going on left, right and centre on her posts these days...one minute she’s high on business class flights, living her best life at Brooklyn pumpkin parades and humble-bragging about how wonderful Freya has slept so that she can make her 6am barre class...
Then in the next post she’s had “flat” days (whilst bizarrely still on holiday), days where she’s mistaken an infected tooth for ‘depression’ and been tearful seemingly whenever it pisses it down for a couple of consecutive days or the baby has had a restless night...
There’s nothing wrong with owning up to the fact that life isn’t always 100% rosy...but there seems to be zero middle ground with her life ever...maybe it’s simply that mediocre days that happen uneventfully just don’t provide much content?