Ever have one of those days where you feel like you’re wading through treacle?
I’m going nowhere fast today. A thousand things need doing and I’m barely getting one done. I’ve found since becoming a mum that sometimes you have to let the little stuff slide just to function. Today I’ve barely managed to finish anything.
It all went downhill from the second G got out of bed. Big E heard him and decided that 6:30am was the ideal time for his first tantrum of the day. This then woke Little E, who wanted her bottle, which was not ready. So now I had two small people screamimg at me. Deep joy.
After calming Big E down and having a good old cry myself (it’s good for the soul don’t ya know?) I fed Little E and managed to persuade both the sleep thieves to have a nap. Thank the Lord! Early mornings and me are not easy bed fellows. I might not be a good sleeper, but I like to stay snuggled in bed and come round slowly. The horroresque screaming has left me in a real tizzy today.
The ironing is only half done. The kids are fed and watered but no washing up done. The living room resembles an assault course. I’m hoping the ‘just ransacked’ look is in this season.
I am redeemed by the fact that the day is only half gone. Surely I will be able to snatch some time back from my little sleep thieves?
Big E tells me I am his ‘bestest mummy’. My heart melts and nothing else matters.
Onwards and upwards……
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We've been sporting the ransacked look for months now….too pregnant to pick toys up off the floor! "Bestest Mummy" aw, a friend of mine had her little boy tell her he loved her "more than cars & vans", boys are ace!
Oh how I dread the next patter of tiny feet (Currently in discussions with the other half about the right time for this!)
I find im constantly having to do something – If it's not feeding/clothing/playing with Oli, I'm Doing the never ending housework!
How the mother was right when she said to me – You will one day know what it is like.
I'm like you I like to slowly wake up!
Since becoming a mother I cannot remember the last time I slowly got out of bed to go switch the kettle on!!
The cries for breakfast is my new alarm clock! xx
Thanks for the comments
Allgrownup – I'm convinced ransacked is the new black
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Emma – Breakfast cries are my alarm clock too. Can't remember the last time I got up without racing round like a looney to appease the cries of hungry children! x