Another day and another LONG list of things to do: have shower (yes I am a mummy now so having a shower is on my to-do list!), make breakfast for family, attempt to tackle the mountain of dirty clothes that is taking over the bedroom, ironing (at least hubby’s work stuff), wash dishes & clean kitchen, infact clean the whole house, hoover, spend one-to-one time with toddler doing her magazine while baby naps, play with children, be supermum, be super housewife, be super wife etc. My head hurts just thinking about it and I end up spending more time looking at my long to-do list and thinking “how the hell am I going to get it all done?” than I do actually doing any jobs!
The idea those other mums’ houses alway looks as clean and tidy as they did on that playdate that time and the facebook posts from those other mums bragging that it is “only 9am and they have already finished all of their housework and are back from a country walk” blah! rubbish! A normal parents morning starts with being woken up at some ridiculous hour, with your children singing nursery rhymes over and over again, while asking if they can have cake for breakfast and you spending the whole morning in your PJs while wondering why the children are naked again when you got them dressed hours ago.
But sometimes, it is just good to know that it is okay if you spend the weekend in your pjs, or if the children look a mess, or if the house is a mess. It is okay to not be superwoman, nobody really is!
As long as we all have enough clean clothes to wear, that mountain of washing can stay there (maybe just shove it down into the basket a bit) and as long as hubby has at least one ironed shirt for Monday then job done! You get the idea. The most important thing to my girls is not how clean the house is and they wouldn’t know the difference between pjs and Prada, so today I will be a slummy mummy and proud of it! We will play games, make mess, shove the dishes in the dishwasher and have fun.
That’s what weekends are for!