A letter to my toddler

Good morning bubby,

I’m sorry you didn’t want to go to sleep until midnight last night. Mumma had a lot of sewing planned last night and it’s how much I love you that I watched Bob the Builder & the Wiggles on repeat for hours with you, cuddled up until you fell asleep.
But thank you for finally falling asleep in the spare bed with me. Although if you could work on the kicking my face and trying to push me off the bed, that would be appreciated.

Oh baby, I know that you are running around the house crying now at 7am… you are crying because you haven’t had enough sleep. I know this, because you only had 7 hours sleep instead of 12.

Breakfast? Cereal?…. Oh you want mine that is exactly the same as yours? No, you can’t have mine (because I’ve sprinkled sugar on it…. So actually it’s not the same… hmm maybe you know that?).

But, you can help me make a coffee, yes, grab your little chair, put the cup there & press the button. No you can’t put your fingers in it or drink it… ok, just one lick of sugar…

No, your babysitter isn’t coming this week – she txted me on Wednesday that her baby has measles, and I really don’t want you to catch measles… not least because I would prefer you not to deal with both measles and teething crankiness. That would be really really crap, baby.
Yes, Bub, here in Tbilisi, its not uncommon that babies catch measles. It’s not like Australia where the majority of kids are immunised, and you haven’t had your 18 month vaccination yet. Please don’t catch measles, I’d prefer not to look after a measley teething baby. (And it’s not all about me, it wouldn’t be fun for you either.)

It’s 10.03… Are you ready for a nap yet? No? Ok how about I put a blanket & pillow in front of the TV, and go yell at the man outside the door that is jack-hammering the tiles. He won’t understand me as I don’t speak Georgian, but I’m confident he’ll get the gist. Like the time I went out in the snow and yelled at our old neighbour when he began using a buzz-saw at 11pm at night & it woke you up…. He understood… Ahhh Tbilisi.

Seriously, I’d sleep here. Comfy!

I’m just going to go change my overlocker threads & think about making bias tape… come get me when you’ve done your morning poo and I’ll come freshen you up. Oh wait, I smell something… let’s go…

Ah crap, I’ve got to go to the supermarket today. Fingers crossed you don’t try and kamikaze out of the trolley like the last 3 times I’ve taken you to the ‘big’ supermarket. Yes it’s the trolley’s fault for not having a lap belt, but you will actually hurt yourself if you succeed, and I kinda like you in one piece!

Ok, good chat Bubba. Please have a big nap today so I can finish sewing the Sorbetto top I cut out yesterday… Although not as big as yesterday as we may be up til midnight again…

Sorbetto Tank waiting for me….

But I gotta change this first…. sigh.

Love Mumma.