Candles and luxury bubble bath have been replaced with rubber ducks and shipmate bubbles
You find yourself washing with Finding Nemo bath and shower gel
You're thrilled that you even have the time to wash yourself with Finding Nemo bath and shower gel
Your rather expensive face cream is used as a body, wall and floor lotion
Your alarm clock becomes redundant
You find the most impossible hiding place while playing hide and seek so you can have some 'me time'
You fall asleep in your impossible to find hiding place
You have no idea what's going on in the world but you sure as heck know what's going on In The Night Garden and in Mickey Mouse's Clubhouse
Sleep is no longer a necessity. It's a luxury
The drugs no longer work
'Nipping out' becomes a two hour adventure
You own a sports bra. Not for gym but for trampoline sessions
Your crying often drowns out the wailing of the kids
You blame Grey's and adverts for your MEmo (mom emo) moments
You wished you qualified for wheels on meals
The soothing twitching of the leg and comforting rocking from side to side becomes a habit which leaves you looking like an escaped psych patient
Smelling like vomit beats smelling like poo
Saliva is a cleaning agent and your sleeve a tissue
Saliva is a cleaning agent and your sleeve a tissue
You are judge, juror and executioner for ALL conflict in the home
Caffeine and / or nicotine are classified as food groups for you
You hope that tomato sauce counts as a veg or a fruit because that's all your toddler will eat
You say at least once a day, "I'm not cut out for this job", but you know you wouldn't trade it for anything in the world...
Memo- gonna use that in future- like when you bake 30 friggin 6 cupcakes for your kid's friends and you ask how they were and get told 'fine'
ReplyDeleteyou know you're a mom when you have a child-free weekend in Cape Town with your gorgeous hubby and spend the whole time in the hotel room - actually sleeping :-p
ReplyDeleteLOL! You know you're a mum when you push the trolley back and forth gently in the supermarket queue as if it were a pram.
ReplyDeleteYou know you are a mommy when you are signing along to Barney all the way to work, then realise your DH is dropping your child off at creche that morning.
ReplyDeleteYay, that is the first time I have managed to comment on your blog!
ReplyDeleteWe have a time-out system in my home that is based on minutes=age. So sometimes I am naughty and give myself a time-out. They leave me alone!
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