Do you want to hear something funny? Poop! That’s well funny isn’t it? Poop is funny. It smells funny. It’s all squishy on your bottom. And it’s especially fun to make sure Mama and Daddy have a difficult time wiping it off me! Read more
Have you ever had one of those mornings?
You know the kind.
The mornings (or afternoons) that no matter what you do, everything goes wrong.
I had one of them yesterday . . . Read more
I must admit that the title is a bit of a misnomer. Of course Mums can get sick. We’re not superhuman, however much we like to think we are.
Now, before I go on, I know that Dads can get sick too, but for the purpose of this post I’m going to focus on Mums, and specifically, my own viewpoint.
I’m writing this on my mobile, tucked under a blanket. The cat on my lap, and a drink by my side. I’m ill. Not in a snuffly nose kind of way, but a full on marching band in my head, cement mixer in my stomach, pneumatic drill in my bones kind of way.
How has this affected my day to day life? Well, aside from being sent home from work on my first day back after the holidays, not much actually. And why? Because I’m a Mum.
Here’s my list of why Mums can’t get sick. I’m sure there are more reasons, so feel free to add them in the comments.
7 Reasons why Mums can’t get sick
- We know where everything is. Need the sippy cup, dummy, shoes? Mums have the location of every item mapped in their heads.
- We know what goes into the change bag / nursery bag. Leave someone else to sort the bag and there’s no guarantee that there will be a spare set of clothes in there, let alone a hat in the Winter, or sun lotion in the Summer.
- You can’t take a “sick day” from parenting. Whether you’re a SAHM, or a working mum, when you’re at home you can’t take a break.
- You can’t have a lie in. Or, if you manage to stay in bed a little longer, it’s rarely much longer. The kids will demand your attention at some point.
- You can’t take decent medication. There is no way you can risk the possibility of falling asleep, or having a muddled mind, while taking care of your little one. You just have to hope that the paracetamol, aspirin, or ibuprofen does the job.
- The baby/toddler/young child won’t care that you’re ill. Not because they don’t love you, but they see you as infallible, and as far as they’re concerned you can just crack on and make them breakfast.
- You can’t use the toilet in peace, and depending on how ill you’re feeling, you’d really like to be able to do that.
So there’s my list. I’m sure there are more reasons that I really can’t be sick, but for now I’ve got to read a book to E, show her the difference between a banana and a pear, and start preparing for tea.
Sniffles and sneezes,
Lil Jem x
Since becoming a Mother, I’ve come to realise that I’ve lost a little of my happy-go-lucky attitude. In my mission to make sure everything is perfect for E, where once I would stumble over and ignore little niggles and frustrations, shrugging my shoulders and getting on with life, I now find myself drowning in anxiety, fear, and apprehension. Read more
Before we pop the cork off the champagne, light up the sky with fireworks, and make resolutions that won’t make it past Valentine’s Day, here are fifteen fun facts about New Years Day. Read more
As I do at the end of every year, I reflect on the previous year, and smile at all the happy memories my family and I have made.
I don’t like to ponder on the upsets, difficulties, and disappointments too much. If I can learn from them then that is great, but what is most important is that I have got through them and lived to tell the tale.
So, without further ado, here is my 2017, condensed to a few lines typed up on broken laptop (I know what I’m spending my Christmas money on!) Read more
I woke up Christmas Eve Eve (that’s the 23rd December for those that like to stick to regular calendar dates), to discover I had received an early Christmas present. I had been nominated for a Liebster Award. Read more
So, I’m going to let you in on a little secret. I think the female servant, Mama Mama, has gone a little looney. And I don’t mean in an adorable Roger Rabbit kind of way. I think she may actually have lost her marbles. Read more
The countdown to Christmas is in full swing, and I have yet to finish doing my Christmas shopping! Yikes! This is very unlike me.
And as I procrastinate just cracking on with doing some online shopping, I’m going to ask you a question. What NEW traditions did you start for your family at Christmas? Read more