Acting like a two year old - that will be me.  Not one of my boys.  Allow me to jump up and down.  To show some bad behaviour in the blog world.  Where my kids can't see me.

You all know how badly I wanted to go away.  Not just for me.  The boys really need to go out.  It's holiday and they are bored.  Weekends are the only time I have to take them somewhere.  Since I'm so busy at work, I really could do with the break.

Yesterday we had to do shopping.  No food in the house is just no fun.  So yesterday was out (unless you take the day out in town as going "out" lol)  I assumed we would go somewhere today.  That is until he told me of his plans to play golf.  All organized with his golfing partners.  I told him that I was upset.  That I would much rather go somewhere today.  I could see that I lost that fight.  So firstly I'm upset about being stuck at home today. 

Few things that gets me when he goes out to play golf.

1. He wakes up at 6 am to leave
2. He doesn't take the two older boys with, as we had discussed when Zander was born. 
3. He gets at least 6 hours all by himself to relax and I get what?
4. I get to clean the house, bath the kids, dress the kids, feed the kids
5. He already plays most Wednesdays so why does he need to play every single Sunday?

Okay, now that I have vented about the golf I feel better.  Well, not really but I can't hit him over the head with a golf stick, which would really make me feel better.  Well, not really but you get the point.

A fellow blogger wrote this post.  I thought it was brilliant.  It's about motherhood and sexuality.  Well written.  You can read my response to her there.