Friday, 17 February 2012

Why Mars & Venus Collide

I have just finished reading 'Why Mars & Venus Collide' by John Gray and I have to say it was a fascinating read.
I'm not usually a 'self help book' kinda girl but I saw it on the shelf in our local charity shop and thought i'd give it a go.

Why Mars & Venus Collide

Photo by Mark Larson

I really do believe this book has helped me gain a better understanding of why my partner and son do the things they do. Which in turn has made more a lot more patient with the two of them.
An example of this would be when my partner use to get home from work and plonk himself down infront of the TV and promptly fall asleep, now that use to wind me up something chronic. However after reading Gray's book I now understand why he does this.
Gray explains how over the course of the day a man's testosterone levels fall. Then when he comes home and the stress of the day is over he needs to replenish these levels.
He does this by having a nap, watching TV or doing something simple like reading a newspaper.




'When a man's workday is over, a switch turns off in his brain, and he shifts to a passive, relaxed mode'

This made a lot of sense to me and so now instead of getting angry with my partner and spoiling the rest of the evening, I let him have his 30 - 60 mins of down time and after that we can enjoy our evening together.

In complete contrast to a man, a woman is fulled by oxytocin, 'known as a social attachment hormone'.
A woman regualry needs to perform oxytocin producing activies to make herself feel good. Some examples of these are having a massage, talking to a friend on the phone, cooking a meal for someone and, believe it of not, cleaning! Really it's any feel good activity, anything that involves 'sharing, caring, befriending and nuturing'.

This explains why when a womans day is over she wants to talk about it in great detail, this is her way of releasing stress and after she has she feels more relaxed.
This is where you can see problems arising when the man and woman come home and she wants to talk and he wants to sleep.

'Women mistakenly expect men to react and behave the way women do, while men continue to misunderstan what women really want'

Gray explains in great detail how men and women are 'hardwired to be different' and the different things that cause us stress.
He believes that the rise in stress between men and women is because of 'the shift in the roles of men and women'.

I for one completley agree with this theory. When my granparents were younger the roles that both sexes played were very clear cut, the men went out to work and earnt the money while the women stayed at home, raised the children and kept a house. Everyone knew where they stood and what was expected of them.
My Grandparents are still married and have been since they were in their late teens. They've had a very happy life and are still very much in love.



'When woman become men, men lose purpose, meaning and inspiration in life'

My Wife's Suspicions Were Confirmed

Photo by Carl Revell

Gray also covers the increase in testosterone levels in woman and how 'taking part in testoeterone-producing activities at work can diminish a woman's oxytocin levels' (the thing that makes her feel good). Gray also explains how unlike a male, a woman's stress levels increase when she get's home from work because she still has a million and one things to do. This is when things such as cooking dinner, being a mother or partner can seriously overwhelm her.

'Having a job or career is often no longer a choice for most women, but a necessity'

Obviously the book covers a lot more than just the points I've highlighted here and I could go on and on about it, but at the risk of boring you I will stop (well that's if you even made it this far!).
There were so many different points in it that were actually very simple but perhaps things you wouldn't have thought about before.
I would definatley say this book is worth a read. x


'Being equals does not mean men and woman are the same or should be the same'


Wednesday, 15 February 2012

The Dreaded Potty Training

H was 3 in January and we are still not getting anywhere with the blasted potty training!

My partner suggested bribing him with a biscuit (H loves his biscuits) but I was against it.
Silly paranoid mummy thinking he'll end up with some kind of deep rooted psychological issue about toilets and biscuits!

However as everyone of my methods had so far failed I thought I'd give it a go.

So I pop H on the toilet and tell him that he can have a biscuit if he does a poo. H seems happy to oblige, all was going well.
Well at least it was until he pulled a funny face, went bright red and proceeded to burst into tears. Bugger!
He then said to me through the sobs " I can't do it Mummy!"
I don't think I have ever felt more terrible than I did at that moment.
Great now not only do I feel like the worst mother in the world but my son probably has piles from strainning to hard.
That did not got well at all.
I don't think I'll be trying that method again, back to plan B - wait for warmer weather and let him run wild and naked in the garden, following behind him, potty in hand.

Baby Changing Table for Boys

Photo by The Rocketeer

The Delicate Politics of Mother & Baby Groups

I personally go to quite a few mother and baby groups, I find it helps to break up the monotony of the day but I can't help but feel that there are a certain set of unwrittern rules that you must abide to or otherwise run the risk of being ousted forever.

The 'your child hit my child senario'

If you find yourself in this akward situation you have two choices.
When the mother of said child approaches you and says ' rrr is he/she ok?" You could react in the way that we all secretly want to and yell at them "your child has just whacked them in the face with a stuff giraffee, how the hell do you think they are?" or you could use the politically correct response of "oh he/she's fine, they all do it at some point", with your perfected fake smile plastered on your face.
The fact that your little baby has just been mauled by another human being
is irrelevant.
You must follow the rules!
(Note there will occasionally be a mother that doesn't follow the rules and after that sessions she is never seen again).

Cry baby

Photo by joanneQEscober "MoodCreations"


The Queen Bee Mummies

You get these at every group, you'll know them when you see them. The mums that all sit together, talk in huddled whispers and immediatley pounce on you the minute you walk through the door, welcoming you into the group with their fake smiles (just so you know who's in charge). They are the woman that have been coming to the group for years because they keep popping out sprogs.
Now these are interesting creatures.
If you don't get in with them you've had it.


Return of the Bee

Photo by MightyBoyBrian


The Brewing Fight

To intervene or not intervene that is the question!
If you're unfortunate enough to find yourself in the situation where a fight between two children (neither one is your own) is about to break out right in front of you, then the best solution for this is to run! Ignorance is definatley bliss in this case.

If you do however feel compelled to interpose then proceed with caution. You will never be right not matter what you decide is best.
The last thing you want is to find yourself being screamed at by an irate mother for telling off her little angel.


scream and shout

Photo by mdanys

The Token Dad

The Token Dad is the one guy who comes every week with his offspring, keeps himself to himself and sits in the corner watching his child.
This Dad finds himself in a rather awkward predicament at these groups.
If he approaches anyone to have a chat they might think he's hitting on them if he keeps quiet and doesn't share anything, then eveyones sits there wondering 'why isn't he at work, where is his wife, why would he come to a group like this".
He is basically buggered from the start
!

Silhoutte of Akki in the Great Wall

Photo by kaex88

Making Friends

Mother and baby groups are a bit like speed dating. You have precisely two minutes to speak to another mother and get to know as much about her as you can while also telling her a bit about yourself before your times up because your child has just bobbed another child on the head with a plastic hammer!

Hammer

Photo by Robert Parviainen







Tuesday, 14 February 2012

Obsessed

I find myself becoming obsessed with my blog.
I spend a huge proportion of my day thinking about what I can write next.
I have even gone as far as to carry a blog notebook around with me, for any random ideas or thoughts that pop up in my head. This really is addictive!
In any one day I seem to have a billion thoughts going round in my head and now having somewhere to express and share that is great.

I am still finding it a little hard to learn the correct blogging etiquette though.
I never realsied there were so many rules to blogging.
I still have so many questions about blogging, like should I only be posting once a week or once a day, am I not suppose to use pictures that I have found on the internet in my blog and do I have to comment on other people's blogs for them to comment on mine?
I never realised it was quite so complicated or am I just missing something?

Putting all that aside though I am enjoying this x

Monday, 13 February 2012

Bribery

I was just successful in going into town, in half term, with two kids and no buggy.
Whoever said that bribery isn't the answer clearly never had kids! X

Sunday, 12 February 2012

Crash Course

I have just realised that I must have been in a 'technology free bubble' for the past 10 years.
I appear to be the only person in the world that knows nothing about Tweats, Apps, Blogs, Code, Tags, URL's, Rss or any other word that has some relation to technology.
Why it is that eveyone seen to know about these things but me? Was there a crash course in technology that I missed?

So this week, in the vain hope of not letting my children show me up, I am giving myself a crash course.
I am now even the proud owner of a Blueberry, Strawberry, Blackberry or some kind of fruit phone.

So you can now expect to get regular updates about my progress with this as well.
Wish me luck. x

Friday, 10 February 2012

A drowning day!


Yesterday was a bad day. I felt like I spent the entire day running around after two grumpy children that were going stir crazy from being insdie all day. I hate the winter! Grrr
It was one of those days when you never seem to be able to get on top of anything. A day when your little angels seem to do things deliberatley just to wind you up! (Of course there not really, I don't think a 1 and 3 year old is quite that devious)
I felt like I was literally drowing.
It was a case of give in and accept it wasn't going to get any better and console myself with the fact that this day cannot go on forever and the little angels would eventually go to bed. Or wrap them up and get out of the house.
I opted for the latter, so there we all are wrapped up as if we were about to go husky sledgeing in Antartica, just to go a play on the swings at the local park.
But do you know what, the day got better from there, I think both myself and the kids needed the fresh air.
We came home pink cheeked and exhausted and the kids played nicely togther for the rest of the afternoon right up until bedtime.
So what started as a drowning day actually turn into a much better day than I anticipated. x