Emotional Week As Landmarks Are Met.

Some weeks just somehow disappear. This was one of those weeks.

On Saturday we attended a friends barbecue. Which was...er... eventful. Matthews behaviour was shameful and I wasn't in the mood for it. The kids had been monkies all morning and hubby went off to a local beer festival with a workmate leaving me with the troublesome trio. Matthew was asked to stop doing something which resulted in the mother of all huffs and bad moods. At one point he actually punched me in the arm. This was not turning out to be a good day.was . It certainly was NOT the best way to get over the anniversary of my first marriage. For those who know my story it's bloody ironic that 9 years after marrying my ex the day is memorable by being hit by my son and being abandoned by my hubby in favour of friends and alcohol.

In all fairness it wasn't hubby's fault. It was just a mixture of emotions from having a shit day and having memories I'd rather forget trudged up. He didn't even know the relevence of September 8th so I do not hold him responsible at all.  Other than for the fact that when I was having a shit day his time of coming home about 6pm actually turned out to be just about 10pm.

On Monday Liam had his first morning at playgroup. He did so well bless him. He LOVED it. Matthew was off school sick which scuppered any plans of a morning to myself. I was still very upset and hurt by his behaviour on Saturday so I refused to give him any special treatment. He wasn't actually appearing to be that ill but I suppose it made giving my baby boy up for the morning that little bit easier. Sometimes a distraction can be good.

So Liam went off with his little changing bag and snack....

He was so excited to be going to school.

When they opened the doors he was the first one in and went flying off. I took him through to find somewhere to put his bag, snack and coat. He looked at the pictures of kids with their names which they attach to a board to show they are attending so I explained it's his first day and won't have a picture just yet then he was off into the room. "Bye then Liam!" I shouted as he ran to the far end of the room to which he briefly turned round for a milli-second said "Bye" with a happy wave and continued with his business. I took it as a sign he was happy there and headed off swiftly.

The morning without him was very different. Calm and quiet is the best way to describe it. I am so used to the giggles and shrieks of joy from watching tv or playing. The morning soon disappeared as I filled in his school forms and wrapped a few presents for his birthday then it was time to collect James. We were early to collect Liam but could hear the kids playing outside so we went and had a little look over the wall and could see him playing happily running about and climbing on equipment. He looked like he was enjoying himself very much.

When they opened the door to leave I could hear Liam beginning to cry. The lady who runs it explained to me he had been fine all day and he was only making a fuss as he was being told to sit down and wait. My Liam does not like waiting or being told to sit down at the best of times. He had eaten ALL his snack quite early, he had noticed I was gone about 45 minutes after being left (yep, I am THAT disposable and he was THAT entertained) and asked for mum, so they got his snack out. I packed him a cheese roll, a strawberry yogurt tube and some fruit flakes in yogurt. His bag came back empty. James would always eat the filling of his roll or sandwich, his yogurt and some of the fruit but always bought some back for lunch. Liam on the other hand ate the lot and still came home and ate a sandwich for lunch. He'd had cereal for breakfast too, so I don't know where he put it.

Tuesday was a driving lesson and a trip into town and a visit to a yummy chinese buffet.

Wednesday I spent the day at a friends house and had a lovely ham salad lunch.

Thursday morning we spent with another local mum and her youngest son. Liam liked the company of having a little friend.

Today is a wind down day. I need the break. James is home sick with a sickness bug and we are hoping to have a busy weekend as it's Liam's THIRD birthday on Sunday. So it should be exciting. I'm planning on making a super chocolate cake with lots of Smarties or White and Milk Chocolate Buttons. As long as it's cake, as long as it's chocolate I should be onto a winner.