Turning the Mummy off.
Being a mum involves every minute of my day. Either the kids are with me wishing I was an octopus (they have eight arms), or I am cleaning up after them or sleeping. I’m not complaining, I quite enjoy being needed, I finally have the popularity that everyone thinks they want in high school. Sometimes though, I struggle to turn the mummy off.
I set the table and everybody gets a splade and no knives, including Husband. I’m about to go to bed at ten o’clock, scandalously late I know, and I say, ‘Husband, don’t you think you should go to bed now?’ He looks at me, looks at his watch and makes it clear that he can choose his own bedtime. I’m out with friends and I remind them to say please and thank you and then I’ll announce that I am going to go and do wees.
I love being a mum but I need to figure out how to turn the mummy off because not all my friends want to be reminded to eat their vegetables and need their ouches kissed better.
June 24th, 2010 at 2:44 pm
so true… especially about announcing when you have to do wees. I always feel like everyone should clap for me when I’ve gone and wiped ALL BY MYSELF.
June 24th, 2010 at 4:08 pm
This is so funny and so true – but how can you switch/turn the mummy off when it’s a 24/7 ‘job’?
Actually, I try not to announce when I need to do wees now because when I do I have a little someone being so helpful and doing the wiping for me, and shutting the lid before I’m even done!