Why in gods name do we do it to ourselves? Think of all these weird and wonderful ways the new year is going to be different, then end up disappointing ourselves. My promise to myself for 2019 was that I was going to moisturise every day, keep my blog updated and take some time in everyday to myself…
And here we are, 14 days into the year and I am only just writing this, with a face that feels like sandpaper looking like an exhausted penguin. Oh, and with 10% battery on my laptop so who knows if it will even be published right?! 😂
I do miss blogging, immensely. I just wish I had more time for it. My little girl is growing up and everyday brings us something new. I don’t know, maybe i am worried i will miss something in the whole 60 minutes it would take to have a shower or a bath, and have some ME time.
One thing that has been pretty consistent this year has been my insomnia – I literally could be dropping for sleep all day then the second I climb into bed, nothing. Nada…. Nope. No Zzzz’s for me. Maybe this would be a great time for blogging like tonight… but i tend to use this time for worrying. It’s a solid plan.
Wow, I wasn’t wholly sure what I would write about and so far, this is seeming pretty… depressing. Maybe it’s time to call it a night and try again tomorrow with a more cheerful tone. 💙
I think it is fair to say that toddlers have far too much energy for their tiny stature. I mean, where do they even store it?! When I’m dropping for sleep or doing my famous ‘mombie’ impression Pickle will be running around the park, no signs of slowing or stopping – always with a smiley face asking “Again?”
We have visited a soft play centre in the local town a few times in the past or and it’s always been enjoyed with either her old brother to help her through or her Daddy. About 2 months back I braved taking her alone to find it had closed down. I was a tad disappointed.
When speaking to a fellow toddler parent about lack of places we can grab a coffee where the little ones burn some energy she mentioned the soft play centre was reopened under new management, with a new name – And I’ve been so excited to take pickle since discovering this news.
My first impression on walking in was how clean it now looked. Not that it looked filthy before but you can tell the standards have been raised. A few things were moved around too, which made more sense. It meant the children were not running in the area where the parents sit for that much needed caffeine fix, and maybe – Just maybe even a cheeky slice of cake.
They’ve also introduced a baby sensory room – Oh god if only they had taken over when Pickle was smaller. I travelled over an hour to take her to one baby sensory class when she was younger – Which she cried all the way through haha. I always spent a lot of her infant year wishing I took her out more but a mixture of anxiety and not really knowing the area that well I didn’t get to take her out as much as I would have liked.
The prices are ridiculously reasonable too. There was no restriction on the time she could play, however there is a 2hr restriction on parking so if you drive you may want to leave before the 2hours is up.
Thank you Eddie Bears, for giving my little girl a safe space to run riot and tiring her out ready for an earlish night so I had time to work on my little blog.