Happy Birthday Miss 10

The former Miss 9 is now officially Miss 10 , double figures, never again to be a single digit age!!!!!

2IC flew back from OS after a 3+ week absence on her birthday: YAH, YAH, YAH and that's not just the kids LOL. Apart from attempting to buy part of her birthday present with Mr 4 in tow..."No I did not buy you a fish tank, he must be remembering when we went to the Aquarium to get fish food". Trying to hide the said non existent fish tank: " Stay out of my wardrobe, I do not have the Spiderman outfit in there" and organising to collect a bookcase I got on eBay for her room after I asked the seller if she'd hold it till the weekend of the 31st for me, then having her pull rank and dictate that it'd have to be collected Saturday as she was out Sunday...( NOTE TO SELF: Never send money in advance on CO Pick UP item as a gesture of good will to hold as it WILL back fire) I was tearing my hair out come Saturday. All went well and Miss 10 got her much coverted The Dragon's Eye book, the new Clarice Bean book, and her much wanted Jebo tank for her room. ( Are three fish tanks over doing it a tad???)
During the afternoon, 2IC, in between jet lag snoozes and PS2 games with the boys; helped Miss 10 re arrange her room ( seems adolescent impulse arrives with the tween age)I left on a intrepid road trip to the eastern suburbs ( may well have been the eastern states) with my pal, B to collect the eBay bargain bookcase. Given my past interlude with travelling across town, I'm glad for her coming and and the use of her Catholic school bus Tarago to cart the bookcase back in. We had a wonderful time chatting on the way over but I AGAIN used WHEREISIT and it again tells you to turn LEFT from Manningham Rd to get to the Eastern Freeway, which we AGAIN followed and AGAIN got lost. Never the less ,we arrived at our destination not 51/2 hours later but 15 minutes after we said we would be there, not too bad but B is a much better navigator and has a better sense of direction then I . So we arrived back with Miss 10's other birthday gift in tow, a solid wood bookcase, 61/2 foot high painted mauve and blue, which cost me all of $42 and nice trip across town with a good friend.LOL It was worth it to make her 10th something special. I'm not big on parties as they tend to turn into little power games and "I invited you to mine" scenarios. We might still make a special trip to the piccies with a few select friends, one of the blessings of birthdays near the school holidays...no one really ever finds out if there was a party at all!!!!LMAO!!!!

Once upon a decade gone..........

Ten years ago our lives changed here at Supamum Central, the concept of Supamum commenced. I became a mum, that is I carried and gave birth and all that stuff but in so much as instantaneously was bestowed the mantle of a mother....Uh Uh Nah. I was confused, felt awkward, and later felt imprisoned by the needs of whom is now, Miss 10. It was months before I even conquered the ideal of going out WITH baby to get milk or such, let alone go out. I gave up the breastfeeding deal before it killed me as I was trying every thing under the sun to for fill this much maligned; yet oft ill advised; function to early life. I ran to the GP at the slightest change in temperature, behaviour or appetite ( as do most of us with 1st bubs) I smiled back benignly at the older mums who smirked knowingly at me with a wailing child in arms as I stood at the supermarket checkout. What did they know any how?? Now a decade on and three children wiser, I too, am one of the smirking brigade for I no longer have a wailing, inconsolable babe permanently attached to my breast or hip; but I don't smirk, I smile, offer my place in the queue and tell them it gets better. Which it certainly does, thank you Miss 10 for being the test case and hoping you have not suffered to harshly for it. Love you Pumpkin Bum