You wake up in the morning
ready for battle and go to bed at night not sure who won
You feel the baby days fading
away as nappies, pushchairs and quiet milk feeds all slowly disappear
You sound like a broken
record, the stressed out mother you used to judge in the supermarket and, worst
of all, your own mum
You start thinking the male
Cbeebies presenters are cute and find yourself singing the Pepppa Pig theme
tune in the shower
You are ‘that’ parent
allowing your small child to wee in a lay-by, behind a tree, down a drain or
pretty much anywhere
Your handbag is filled with
crayons, stickers, baby-wipes and raisins, your lip gloss is dusty in the draw,
no time for that now
You have to hide to eat a
biscuit but have an audience when you use the toilet
You get passed a banana
phone and actually speak into it
You think 7am is a lay in
and a complete impossibility
You find Weetabix glued to
your jeans at the end of the day and realise you have been out like that, but
you are too tired to care
You need at least 20
minuets notice to leave the house and popping to buy a pint of milk feels like
an epic journey
You wonder what you used to
do with your time and money, what peace and quiet is and where you sanity has
gone
You can’t remember what your
carpets look like because they are always covered in toys, but it fine because you
haven’t got the time or energy to hoover anyway
Your are word perfect in
The Bear Hunt and Hairy Maclary but can’t remember anything else
You start counting down the
hours till bed time at 10 am and wonder if it is ok to have a glass of wine
before they are fast asleep at night
You smile through gritted
teeth when well meaning people say ‘enjoy this age, it goes so quickly’
You see a glimpse of the
child they are growing into and it makes your heart melt
You know your love for them
is infinite so you try to have patience and understanding
You know you have a toddler
when your looking forward to the time you can reflect with rose coloured
glasses at these stressful, crazy, funny, difficult days
Ah! So true. I have to admit that I am generally having a glass of wine way before they are asleep! Their dinner time is my wine time! I'm kind of looking forward to the ages 5-10 as you never hear anyone complain too much about those ages - just toddlerdom and teenagerhood! :-)
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