Mama bears addiction

Mr B is finally down for his nap. He is currently at a very difficult stage in babyhood where he is desperate to crawl, can assume the position to crawl, but can’t crawl. Therefore, I spend a lot of the day listening to him become very frustrated and teary. So while we have a few moments without screaming I am sat with Mr S watching Monsters INC for the millionth time, (I am not over exaggerating, I can literally say it word for word), locked in a live chat complaint with La Redoute who have promised to deliver a parcel 6 times and yet have still not met that promise. They are the WORST company I have ever used and will never offer my business to them again, I would advise you to do the same. The worse bit about all this, I have spent so much time on the phone and internet to them complaining that my wonderful husband is now aware I have taken part in yet more online shopping.

Hi everyone, my name is Claire and I am addicted to online shopping. I can’t help it. I see these great bargains and beautiful little outfits for Mr S, Mr B and Mr J and I can’t resist. The midwife should give you a warning at your first appointment. Ok Mrs Mason, now you are having a baby and will be on maternity leave, you will become an online shopper, you will believe your children need everything you see. They will have a wardrobe twice the size of yours but you will still want more for them. All that time feeding new-born and being awake in the night will be spent having a quick scout at any new products on Next, Mango, George, Tesco, Debenhams and so on. I just wake up every day and hope my husband leaves for work before the postman comes. I might organise a little hand gesture for Mr Postie so he’ll know the other half is home and he needs to come back later.

Well I don’t need to worry as my maternity leave is now being counted in weeks instead of months. I will soon be back in work. Between that and looking after the boys I’m sure I won’t have time, let alone be bothered to online shop. I will want all my non-work, non-mummy time to be spent sleeping, oh and of course spending time with my husband, (I’m lying it will probably just be sleeping).

So as I just mentioned I will soon be back in work. I am really looking forward to seeing my boys’ sad faces and tears as mummy is going out and they can’t come. I can’t wait to hear they were crying and shouting mama at bedtime as I wasn’t there to read them a story. I can’t wait to feel guilty for doing everything I can to provide them with an amazing life. I know when they are older they will understand that mummy wasn’t there sometimes as she was making sure they had pennies to have fun days out, wear nice clothes, have their futures provided for and mostly fund her internet shopping addiction.

Good day to you. x