It’s hard to believe how fast this year is already going! I’ve been a bit slack with updating my own blog thanks to the craziness of mum life and working life combined. But alas, I am still around and in turn so are my delightful children (for now!) and the many interesting stories that come along with it. Don’t worry I’m still hated every other day (thanks Izzie!) and I can also take the crown as being the worst mum ever (thanks Pheebs!) for not handing over chocolate freely or letting her just about sit face-to-face with the TV. You win some, you lose some, right?!
Of course, there’s never a dull moment when my girls are involved. There’s always someone looking the wrong way, someone being pinched or hit and tantrums aplenty when this Mumma Bear doesn’t want a bar of it. It can be difficult being both the good and the bad guy at the same time, but someone’s got to do it. I’ve tried telling them they can find a new family to go to if I’m really that bad, but it never seems to go over very well at the time. They can’t say I don’t give them the option, haha!
I recently made the decision to start the girls on a new activity – karate. Yep, they are learning karate. Given they can crash tackle each other to the ground these days, I’m still wondering if it’s the best idea, but it seems to be going pretty well so far. As long as they don’t turn around and use it on me to get their own way, I think we’ll be alright! Plus they look pretty cute dressed up in their Gi and I think I’ve just about mastered tying the belt (most classes anyway!). As an added bonus, I figure having my girls being able to defend themselves IF they ever need to, is a pretty cool skill to have in life. Again, as long as they don’t use it on me or each other, then we’ll be just fine. But I think we all know the likelihood of that not happening between siblings is pretty low!
I don’t think there’s anything easy about raising kids, whichever gender you are fortunate to be dealing with. I hear so many horror stories about boys and in turn I can share my own horror stories about being blessed with two feisty….I mean beautiful….girls. As I’ve said many times before, I think karma had it in for me and I wasn’t that bad as a young girl. Not sure my family would agree with that, especially my big bro, but to be fair he wasn’t always so much fun and I kept him under the parental radar for a lot of the things he did back in the day. I’m sure his own trio will get him back for that eventually!
As we head into another round of school holidays (again, already!), I think I speak for many parents when I say we are so not ready for this. It feels like they were just at home for the last holidays. Here comes another series of “I’m bored”, “what else can we do?”, “where are we going/what are we doing today?” and my all-time personal favourite “I’m hungry”, even after they have just eaten. Seriously, where do they put it all? My girls eat more than me and I really don’t know where It goes, maybe to their big toe?! I really am scared for their teenage years, even though we’re already partway there with Miss Izzie and her top notch argumentative skills and sassy attitude. I think I’ll need more than luck when those days really kick in. Until then I’ll just politely remind her of a saying I came across a few years ago…“I brought you into this world and I can take you out again”. Knowing my luck it will go the other way!