We have all been there, when the baby won’t stop screaming, the 3rd cup of tea has gone cold and everything you touch somehow lands on the floor! Well yesterday was one of those days for me. Emma did not have had enough sleep and she woke up in such a mood, moaning at me for Peppa Pig but when I put it on she’s screaming saying nooo, so I change it to Ben and Holly, that’s a no too, so I give up and the telly goes off….that’s also a noooo! So as you can imagine I’m thinking what a great start to the day, i’ll try and distract her with breakfast and colouring while I try to do the washing up. As I’m running the water into the sink she comes stomping in screaming and pulling at my legs, “mummy, mummy, ahhhh!” I give up, this is not going to happen today, I can’t possibly do any housework with Emma screaming around me, so I decide to get us both ready and head out, sounds easy doesn’t it… not today!
I still haven’t decided whether it’s best to get myself ready first or to get Emma ready first, it’s still an ongoing battle. I got Emma washed and changed with not much fussing, but now she’s ready, and as the whole world revolves around her, we must leave immediately! She doesn’t care that I still look like I have been pulled through a hedge backwards! “Let mummy get ready, 2 minutes, hang on, no, don’t do that, its all wet there, don’t pull that,” you see where I’m going with this, then I hear, “uh oh!” The two dreaded words, what has she done now. Of course she’s managed to open her drink and tip it down herself, and now she’s screaming because her top is soaking wet. All I can say is thank God for hairdryers, what would us mummies do without them?! Shortly after Emma is changed again, having dried her top, and I go back to attempting to make myself look presentable.
We are finally ready to get out of the door, Emma has got her favourite teddy, and I have the Nappy bag, then I hear, “oh mummy, its poo poo!” Great, we are just walking out the door and she needs her nappy changed! (Face plant the wall).
I am sure this resonates with many, if not all, mums out there. When did getting ready in the morning become so difficult? And what did I do before I had a baby? Did it really used to take me an hour to get ready!? I think I have got it down to 10-15 minutes now!
My advice to mums out there is sit down and make a cuppa when you get a chance, because our job is the toughest of all!