Pass me the wine…

I love my children more than anything in the world, but today has been a test. I feel like it is maybe a full moon or something as everything that could have gone wrong or anything that was planned just went out of the window.

Belle deciding to go to bed at midnight last night, meant she was not happy about an early wakeup call to go out this morning. so much so that whilst being handed her juice she decided to have a paddy and squeeze the carton down her clothes for the day. my partner then dropped his breakfast on the floor while trying to help Mimi, then spilled a fresh cup of coffee all over the kitchen while trying to wrestle the children out the door.

Cue Mimi throwing up all over herself in the car whilst on the way to a planned activity (any advice about car sickness for a toddler?) Then picking up Thomas, who had many meltdowns before dinner due to being so tired. So here I am at 9pm drink in hand and now trying to get some work done.

yes, I will admit I have counted down the hours to bedtime today – I have plastered a fake grin over my face and put on my Butlins blue coat to get through the day because sometimes being a mum is bloody hard work and sucks.

I can hear the cries now of, you can’t say that, and I say yes I bloody can!! I see all the posts on social media about how wonderful my children are and all the smiling photos of day trips out etc.

however, there is a story behind each photo, usually 10 tantrums, 2 outfit changes, several arguments, bribing a small person with something they want, and a mutter of “fuck this” under a mum’s breath. wrestling to get everyone out of the house, trying to avoid a dangerous nap, cooking a dinner only to be destroyed worse than a Gordon Ramsey put down by your own creation when they push it away and say yuck.

my point to this blog is to say to all you parents out there – it is ok to say it’s been a tough day, and it’s ok to not like your child for parts of it as well. This doesn’t mean you ever stop loving them nor does it mean you are a bad parent.

its also ok too treat yourself too a glass of wine or a hot bath at the end of the night….

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