Believe it or not I've always found mother hood pretty easy. I'm that annoying mother.
Yes I have been ill and have had challenging times but the mummy side of things has surprised me. Well this week I have had a reality check, and I now understand what mums really mean when they say they are tiered. This realisation is due to shaun working longer days. Instead of getting in at 2-3pm he's getting in at 5-6pm.
Just them few hours has changed everything. Shauns been getting home and I've been greeting him like a 50s housewife. Pinnie on, roast diner served within half an hour, the house spotless. This is no understatement a roast on a Wednesday am I mad? As much as I look like I have my shit together when he walks in, with my non smelling Christmas tree candle lit, the washer on and everything in its place, he had no idea what it takes to get here.
Yes I'm in my pjs at 5pm, that's because I haven't had time to get out of them and holy glory she hasn't got the heating on 25+, that's because I could have ran a marathon the amount of times I've been up and down stains, mostly forgetting why I went up their in the first place. Man housework is thirsty work, i've been getting a right dab on.
I feel like I'm running round in circles, today I was emptying the washer, feeding lottie and washing the pots all at the same time. I feel dizzy from the amount off running around I have been doing and the house is a shit hole 5 minutes after shaun gets home. He walks in says "its clean in here", abandons his work bag on the worktop, chucks his jacket on the table and kicks his shoes across the hall. At that moment I could literally have a breakdown. And if he mocks me about my nagging one more time he's going to be roadkill. Just kidding love him really. And it goes to show i do need him to help. Shout out to all the single mums and dads out there.
I have not even had time to blog. But tonight I'm getting a grip, we are having a pizza I have a vodka beside me, I'm double dropping cream eggs and i'm chilling the fuck out! Because this housewife life just isn't for me. Just having someone to help make diner makes such a difference and I cant wait for things to go back to normal next week. I've lost 2 nails had a migraine and I'm a stone lighter. May I add just went to have my pizza and its burnt arggghhhh. my life!
Another shock to the system was last night. Lottie kept us up until 12am. This i am not used to and is down to the fact we have had to lower her cot. And she hates it. I love the fact she now prefers to nap on me again, but I'm dreading tonight. This has effected her more than anything else. More than changing from mosses basket to cot and moving into her own room was fine also. Any tips throw them at me?
Also this week I have been and looked at a nursery for lottie and its EVERYTHING! I love the fact its part of a nursing home so the oldies and the children mix. Obviously not the really ill. The children get to pick their vegetables in the summer and then eat them for diner, if lottie does anything new while at nursery I get it sent to me on video. She will have a scrap booked made containing all the things she has done in her time at the nursery from day 1. They have a real dog and chickens. I'm so exited we are have our settling in day on Monday and I'm going to have to refrain myself from taking a granny or a chicken home. The chickens are so cool and i love cute little grannys. I could do with a little granny friend for my nanar, But im afraid I'm going to have to hold in my inner crazy.
Tomorrow morning I'm off out ALONE! I'm going to a mum2mum market. Shaun wanted to come but as awful as this sounds i said no. I just want to get up scramble my duck egg get ready and go. I haven't done this in what feels like forever. How nice is it going to be to not have to load the car, struggle with the pushchair and i will just be able to mooch around.
Lottie is my best friend and i couldn't live a life without her. But a i deserve a morning to myself without mum guilt right?
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