My Girls

​I was explaining to a couple of friends over a Baileys (don’t judge me) how I feel like I’ve lost my mojo a bit when it comes to my blog. 
I always love sitting down with a cuppa and boring you all with my life tales, but lately I just haven’t been able to motivate myself.
I have reviews I want to do,  subjects I want to write about but everytime I sit down I either fall asleep or end up catching up on Facebook gossip.
When I was telling the girls about this today they did what my friends do everytime,  pulled my head out of my arse,  cheered me up and motivated me.
 My friend Kate wrote a list of subjects on my phone she thought would be good to hear about.  


I was just going through them when I realised what I want to write about first is how special my friendships are and how they help me cope in life. 

This pregnancy had sent my hormones round the twist.   
I feel myself snapping and narking at anything and anyone. 


Last week I screamed at one of my really close friends in the bakery Isle at Aldi for taking the last tray of fairy cakes!
I found myself crying my eyes out when Band Aid played on the radio and then again when the heroine addict on Jeremy Kyle agreed to re hab!  
The other little treat I have found I have  with baby six is my honestly filter has disappeared.

If your lipstick looks shit you will probably get told,

If I need a Piss I will probably let you know 

If you are boring me, my eyes start rolling
You get the idea.
That being said,  my friends are amazing, they have put up with my bullshit hormones and even laughed at them. 


When I doubt my parenting skills they reassure me and don’t hold back correcting me if I need it. 
 

They understand when I don’t text straight back because I’m up to my elbows in baby shit and housework. 

They understand if I blow them out because after three sleepless nights with George I just want to curl up on the sofa.

They understand if I forget one of their birthdays because my brain is like a squashed melon. 
They understand when they come over and I haven’t got dressed properly. 

I have no bra on,  hair scraped up in a messy bun (and not one of those sexy messy buns) no make up and toothpaste down my top. 

I would like to raise a glass to friendship and my girls 😘
God know what I would do without them!
Right,  I’m off now to work on my blog 😉

 

2 thoughts on “My Girls

  1. Claire says:

    Kate my darling, your amazing in every way. Your always the voice of reason and may I add the best mum partner friend and daughter anyone could ask for !! 5 &kids and one in the way … I admire you. Oh, plus , beauiful in side and out Xxxxxxx

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