Saying that the way the world is going, a polar bear is probably struggling to see some bloody snow these days!
Anyway, I'll stop rambling on!
I have another guest post for you from the lovely Jeni from everythingisaphase (Instagram) and it's great!
Welcome back Jeni and over to you.
11 Reasons why I need my children more than they need
me
So I will be entering back into the world as a childless person
3 days a week in the new year and we have started the settling in sessions so I
have had time on my hands, which feels a little strange I think I have worked
out that I need my kids more than they need me, here's why.
- When
you have a child/children the world is a friendlier place where people
smile, they give loving looks to your baby and toddler and say things like,
"I would love mine to be that age again" "Enjoy this time
as they soon grow up". People stop and chat they even chuckle
when they hear your toddlers funny comments, it could almost be compared
to be walking around in a Mary Poppins type film. When you don't have
children with you no one smiles and god forbid any type of conversation,
they give you the look of "you've let yourself go" which brings
me onto my next point.
- Your
appearance is totally excused when you have children. Bad hair, no make
up, bad nails, dirty clothes, generally looking harassed is all fine with
kids attached to you somewhere. If on the odd occasion I make it out
without the kids and I do happen to get into a conversation (which is
rare) I make some reference to having children, mainly I do this in a gym
class just to excuse appearance and lack of effort.
- When
you have children its totally acceptable to drive everywhere, even if its
to the end of road because the hassle of getting the pushchair and buggy
board (which is sometimes the best thing I have brought and sometimes the
worst) out is just too much effort but just popping the kids in the car is
easier and results in everyone being warm and dry.
- Gives
you motivation to go to the gym and enjoy it, yes when you only have 3 hrs
a week spare there is no "I will go tomorrow" excuse as tomorrow
everything could of fallen apart, illness could of struck, someone might
be having a bad day. You can park in massive spaces that have room
around the edge, I'm really bad at parking, bit of a cliche but when I
passed my driving test (which took 5 attempts) I got my car stuck in a
multi storey car park and had to ask a stranger to move it for me! I have
even worked out the best parking spaces for size to open doors with enough
space to get the children out, I'm fully aware this is more of an elderly
past time of liking to park in the same place but when you've got kids its
just practical, right?
- You
can act like a bit of a tit by singing, dancing and watching loads
disney/pixar films.
- Mums
love chatting to other mums, it's like you have joined a club once you
have given birth where you just chat as you are all in the same boat and
sometimes you just need to off load. Its not often before I had children I
would talk to a stranger about poo, sick, wee etc everyone is so open.
- You
can force your children to like Lego and anything you failed at as child,
just get your children to do it to fulfil your dreams.
- When
the dentist asks if you floss everyday and you answer no, you can mention
I just don't have the time, I have kids.
- I
never really knew about anything cool before but now I have got the
prefect excuse because I've got children its totally ok to be out of the
loop. Boom (isn't that how the cool kids communicate these days?)
- It's
totally fine to have old ikea furniture from your pre children days
because as far as I'm concerned until they grow up its a free for all and
something will always get broken.
- Probably
the biggest thing is I wouldn't have anything to blog about and laugh with
about, because before children the memories are starting to fade but I was
pretty much either drunk or hungover and always saying I will go to the
gym tomorrow.
Here's to
wearing the my mother jumper on my 1st day back just to make it crystal clear.
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