Life before kids

26 March, 2010

do you remember life before kids - when you had money and a decent set of clothes that fitted. When staying up till after 10 was normal, you could buy chocolate and it would still be in the cupboard the following day and bed hair was sexy. And then when you have kids and bed hair is the normal look even after you've styled it (as in brushed it or at least flattened it down!),your childless friends stop coming around and you wear clothes with a permanent white (milky burp/slobber)  mark on the shoulder!!

Of course, your kids get older and your mates without kids start coming around again, bed hair is still the fashion and you can just about get to 10 o'clock before you crash and burn.  Then you have the conundrum of being invited out to a wedding or special event, your wardrobe consists of only black clothes, comfy shoes, scruffs or clothes you can run after your kids in.  So the choice is trawl through the Internet (god bless eBay), take child(ren) and a buggy shopping (er - No way!) or pick out your best tracky!!

Notice I've not mentioned your sex life or lack there of!! 

Or is this just me - I'm not a cappuchino mum, you know the ones, click clack as they drop the kids of to school then they take their high heels for a mocha in the local coffee house where they meet their girlfriends and talk about - well that's where I'm stuck.  What do they talk about, fluff, heel heights, Pandora's new horse??

I on the other hand grab a brew and a chocky biscuit (that's as close to a Mocha I get) and text or facebook (if there is time) and chat about freegle, how to make a WW2 costume out of a cornflake packet and grandads old shirt and how to get LittleLove to their latest sports/craft/club/interest....

As I write this I am tying DS2 shoe laces, refereeing a fight between DS1, DS3 and a mate (!), kick the cat out cos he's throwing up and checking my facebook to see if there is a friend to talk to...

1 Comment

  • lynne says:

    I so fee you on this entry…especially the black clothes that fit and being a limo driver for one event to the next. I found your blog when I googled “God I hate parenting” lolol…nice to know I wasn’t going insane

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