29th July

Dear Bestie,

Yesterday my little chap went on his first ever trip with nursey for the day. Well actually that's not true, he's been on trips before but this time he was out all day and I had to send him with a packed lunch. The stress involved was totally ridic. The stress was all put on my me, obviously.

First off, the lunchbox. I could have just sent him with a tupperware style tub, as I'm sure the other non-mental parents did, but no I went to get him an actual lunchbox. Why don't they sell lunch boxes like we used to have? Little plastic brief case style jobs? Lunchboxes are all coolbag style jobbies now. And then I had to choose a style/cartoon/huge franchise to buy him. He had requested pink (I thought you be so proud, Kat) but the girlie ones are all my little pony or frozen and not plain pink. I decided on one with bugs on. He loved it, yay me.

Then what to fill the dam thing with (not actually fill it, it was huge). I feel a lot of pressure as I have heard a lot on the news about schools being a bit funny about lunchbox fillings. Eventually and in discussion with Mr D we settled on ham and cheese sarnies (wholewheat, obvs), salt and vinegar french fries crispy things, half a nakd bar, a box of raisins, some light ribena and a banana. Poor kid, now all his friends think his Mummy is a mental hippy type!! He tells me that his lunch was yummy, he ate it all up and the most important thing, he had a brilliant trip to the farm. Why do I stress so much?

Hmmm, the toothbrush thing. They were really good those tongue rubber things, disgusting but really good, I will keep my eyes peeled for one. I dunno what happened to them. Weird.

I have become a bit obsessed with contouring. I have no idea why. As you know, I am not the best at wearing make up and I fricking distest those Kardashians. I have been trying, and failing, to do this contouring thing. I take my before selfie,  I slap on all this stuff in the "right" places (from a buzzfeed, obvs) and then take my after selfie and I look no different! So annoying. I really don't know why I bother.

My legs and ass are still throbbing from that bloody leg, bums and tums workout class the other nigth. I know, I keep harping on about it but oh my goodness. I have never been to an actual class before instead I do workout DVDs (mainly Davina and more recently Friends Fitness). I was bricking it. I thought my lack of coordination would be my issue but as it turns out I am quite good at following a class. My issue was that it was sooooooooooo hard. I was sweating, shaking and generally wanted to just collapse! Ugh, I am still very much feeling it 2 days later.

Right Dylan is "running a muck" so I better go. Apparently it is snack time now, it's only 20mins after he ate breakfast. Toddlers are nuts.

Love ya lots

Emma