And aside from crying myself to sleep, I will be making a giant cupcake to ice and deliver with her to Daycare tomorrow, wrapping a present (or
Aside from the gifts we are saving for her birthday, I have decided that it would be awful not to give her something on her actual special day.
Cue - crazy, looney, over-the-top, present purchasing Mum.
I have been thinking about it, and due to the Toddler's fascination with babies, changing nappies, potty's etc etc we are going to get her a Baby Alive Doll
Yeah, I know - the doll's for children 3yrs and up (I'm ignoring all the eye rolling about the shoes).
But I figure I'm older than 3 and worst case scenario I brush up on my mothering skills with newborns all over again.
Yes, it has occurred to me that this present may be more about my fascination with these dolls. than anything else.
I guess I always wanted one as a child - and now that I have a daughter I seem to be on a mission to give her everything I wanted as a child, whether she wants it/likes it/is old enough for it or not.
Tragic? Yes. Expensive? The Guru says 'hell yes!'. Satisfying? Absolutely. Cures working mother's guilt? Not really (it keeps me distracted!), but she can't look back on her childhood and say she was unloved considering she's surrounded by mountains of stuff, can she?
Probably. The therapist will tell me in 15 years that the Toddler feels I tried to fill the void with stuff and it didn't work.
Maybe I should stop buying the stuff and start saving for the family therapist?
