Be Prepared

Although I used to be a Brownie, a (rather rebellious) Girl Guide and infact a Ranger Scout, somehow the group motto never really made an impact. Previously, I have gone thru life woefully unprepared for the many pitfalls and challenges it has provided, usually with just enough quick wit and confidence to bluster my way along. In school for example, an RE exam could usually be passed with a bit of confident waffle and never being someone lost for words, a bit of chat came naturally. It appears that Mumming and general 'Grownupping' has thrown a spanner in the works. Suddenly people rely on you, even look up to you and it is difficult to reveal that it is all a charade. Still I'm sure the teenage years will reveal that in good time.

This morning, for example, sees me baking cakes for a toddler charity event at 6.30 am due to a migrane and lack of planning preventing it being done prior to this. This is all well as I woke up naturally, horrifically early. Not totally awake it transpires, as I have done delia's 'birthday cake' but mistaken some of the quantities (it may be a touch on the vanillery side) and cracked the eggs into a dirty bowl forgetting which bit (of egg and shell) was supposed to go where. Still, false start and they're in now and we will see if they (the mums) survive.

This week is a week of preperation, which for the novice preparer, is a challenge. Mol will be 2 on Saturday, where has the time gone. (It is a lie if anyone tells you you forget the birth as I can still remember every minute including shouting at the midwife 'I'm not sneezing, someone said the second was like a sneeze' and 'it's f******ing summer', to her comment at lunch that the baby should arrive before it got dark....It must be a joy to be a midwife). I am busy with food lists and events arranging for the 2 day extravaganza which will be her celebrations. We have family arriving for birthday cake followed by a big party on Sunday (to which I invited all our friends with kids, presuming some of them would say no......no). My lack of ability in the area of 'being prepared' means I have planned activities between now and then which clearly do not fit into the space provided and am hoping we are deluged by by helpful aunts and uncles wanting to bake,wrap pass the parcle and assst on the 'wand making' activity. In addition the party may look like a sufferagette rally due to my ,mistakingly thinking the fern,purple and white felt I had picked up for bunting would be appropriate.