The Ramblings Of A Tired Mancunian Single Mum

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If I got £1 for everytime I uttered ffs under my breath to my child today I’d be cleaning out the January sales #stilllovehimthough

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Why is online dating full of weirdos?? Men that seem ok but have an underlying urge to send a total stranger a dick pic? Listen to wham acorn chops & give it to someone special!

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What your head feels like when you get to go out & get drunk but you’re a Mum so it rarely happens anymore

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Does anyone actually read these posts? 🤔 #newhere

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Everytime I look at my bank account this time of year I feel like the grinch

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Why is it whenever there’s a bug going around it always seem to have my name on it?

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When a new guy asks to add you on snapchat & you think nooo it’s either going to be dick pics or dog faces, neither of which are attractive. Save it mate until I know you better!

[praying]

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#standard

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Buying for the ex?

So just when I thought I was on top of my game for Christmas shopping I get a text out of the blue from lil mr 3s dad saying ‘what do you want off the lil guy for Christmas?’ Say what?? Standard texts are normally with crap excuses why you can’t see mr 3, or need to bring him home early. Errrrrmmmmm...........🤔

However the problem with this sudden feeling of generosity is it’s followed by ‘oh God I’ve got to now buy something from my son for his dad, a bloke I have barely had a decent word with all year’

Breaking up is hard, breaking up your family is hard, getting on with your life is hard (but you do it cos your child comes first) but buying for your ex is way the hardest thing ever. Think a trip to the £ shop is in order tomorrow lol!

#shoutouttomyex

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So tumblr keeps telling me things are rad, I feel like I’m stuck in a cheesy 90s movie #raddude #rad #90srevival

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My ‘grand’ Hello!!

Happy Sunday morning to you all from here in rainy manchester. I am brand new to tumblr & brand new to blogging so excuse me if I’m doing it all wrong! I was going to buy an old school diary to express my woes to the world but realised as mummy to a lively 3 year old it would probably only end up covered in stickers & ‘pretty drawings’ possibly even ripped if it looked exciting enough so on my phone I go instead cos he can’t read & knows mummy’s phone is out of bounds (even if he does try to push it 🤔 he is a child after all 😂) Woke up shattered as i do nearly everyday by my lil mr 3 jumping on me yelling ‘mummy mummy I Neeeeeeedddddd my dummy!’ Tried negotiating with him & advising him that the dummy fairy 🧚‍♀️ is arriving with santa in a week or so ‘no she’s not!’ Think this isn’t going to go smoothly 😭 he says ‘I’ve found it mummy’ so cuddle up to him like a teddy bear so he can’t cause any mischief to himself & close my eyes again. Next minute ‘mummy I Neeeeeeeeeedddd my blanket’ have a quick look around the bed ‘it’s in the car’ ‘well you need to go and get it. I Neeeeeddddddddd it, mummy I neeeeeedddd it, mummy’ try negotiating again with the main blanket or a teddy but neither meet the required grade. Give in & put kids YouTube on my phone so he can watch the grinch cartoon from 1966 & I can fall back asleep at his side. Next min ‘Mummmmmyyyyy I Neeeeeeeed a wee wee’ give up why did I think I could have a bit longer in bed & a ‘Sunday lie in’ when I’m a mum on my own with a 3 year old. Give up. He’s won. Good morning world!!! 🌞🌍