From morning wake up to bedtime, I’m usually always on the go.
I often wonder (when I have a spare minute) what I did before I was a mum.
Oh that’s right I could take my time getting ready for the day, enjoyed sleeping in (remind me what it’s like again), watched an entire movie without interruption, went to dinner (mmmmm I miss sushi), held an adult conversation which was scream free, the list goes on!
I love being a mum but every now and then I have that selfish thought that I’m sure every parent experiences, the one that plagues you with guilt, “I miss my life from before”.
It’s usually only a fleeting thought but is quickly diminished when a cheeky giggle fills the air.
Even as I write we’re in the middle of playtime, it pretty much fills a big part of our day.
Pretend tea parties, building (and destroying) block towers, playing in ball pits and generally scattering toys or land mines as we often call them across the floor.
I’m not going to lie I do take the time to check my emails, write and of course check Facebook while we play but it can take me 20 minutes to read one small email some days.
This is where I’m extremely grateful for the smart phone, providing a mini portable computer for busy parents everywhere!
Cue the pause button while I sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and ABC……you know you want to join in!
I often find myself still singing even without a child in the room (admit it you just nodded in agreement)!
Life has certainly changed, it’s become more of a juggling act.
Fitting in washing, cleaning, cooking and other daily activities seemed like a breeze before there was a demanding one-year-old ruling the house.
My hat goes off to all my amazing friends (you know who you are) who do all that with two children or more, my mind boggles at the thought of fitting it all in!
I can only imagine that routine would play a big part in keeping the wheels of the household turning smoothly!
That and lists and reminders….
I know my phone calendar is my biggest saviour, even now. Everything goes in with a reminder alarm attached and I’m often fielding phone calls from my husband to check on dates before anything else is planned.
Whatever I have planned or try to plan anyway my darling daughter usually has other ideas, no two days are the same, I can assure you of that.
Lucky I’m super organised (OCD organised if you ask some) or I’d imagine life would follow a very different path!
If only I could organise and plan for the tantrums…