Tuesday 9 August 2016

Life before Mama Bear


Before I start today's blog I have news. At the ripe old age of 27 I have finally been chosen as a bridesmaid by the beautiful bride to be, the future Mrs Pope. She is an amazing friend and I can't wait to support her when she marries the man of her dreams. Even if she makes me wear a stupid dress with big puffy sleeves in a sickening shade of orange it will be an amazing day. 


Now let's begin what you came here for - today's blog. 


I have been thinking about my life before motherhood and how different it was. Both pre babies and post babies is a brilliant life that I wouldn't want to change for the world, well I wouldn't mind changing the crying early morning wake up calls, but I doubt that's going to change anytime soon. My god my life is different now.........


1. In 2013, 1-year BB, (before baby), I went on a girl’s holiday, well girls and gays, to Palma. It was my beautiful friends 30th so we wanted to do something to remember. we went with the obvious choice of bar hopping in Magaluf dressed as bananas. On the way home I even boarded the plane in my banana ensemble to prevent baggage charges. Here in 2016, 2 year PB, (post baby), I am able to recite all the words to bananas in pyjamas, while peeling a banana for Mr S and combing banana out of Mr B's hair. No bar hopping or fancy dress in sight. But still just as fun.




2. BB I used to quite enjoy going to the bathroom. I'd take my phone and have a scan through the news or Facebook, take my time and then be on my way. PB it is the most stressful thing in the world. I spend 50% of my day cleaning up shit, and yet I can't have one without an audience. A few days ago I went to the toilet, in the few minutes it took me to do my business both kids got into the bathroom. Mr S stood at the side of me demanding a 'cuggle' while throwing sheets of toilet roll at me, Mr B grabbed some shelves to pull himself up, knocked everything off and then sat screaming till I was done. 


3. BB I used to love a bath. I would have it really hot, full of smelly products and it would be very relaxing. PB I can guarantee they will both demand to get in as soon as they hear my toe enter the water. This means it's has to be a comfortable temperature and my lovely lush products have been traded in for baby bath. What was once a relaxing way to end my day is now a splishy splashy family broth. 



4. Something else changed about baths post baby. I had never thought of a bath as anything but a tub to fill with water and bubbles. My my was I wrong. My bath now gets filled with hundreds of toys, assorted loofahs and sponges, empty bottles and a couple of times, I've even had to sift baby poo out, the less said about that the better. 


5. 2 years before baby I spent a night at my sisters looking after my niece and nephew. We spent hours in the garden bouncing on their trampoline. We were wrestling, jumping and doing tricks. It was great. I am not proud of this post baby fact, but it is a fact non the less. PB any sort of bouncing is out of the window. Put it this way, if I take part in the bouncing my waters will break all over again. If you have had a baby, you know what I'm talking about. Note to self – don’t forget your pelvic floor exercises. 




6. BB the thought of someone picking their nose was vile, I would see people doing it and think how in god’s name can you stick your finger up there, gross. Post baby I find myself quite happy to dig my children's nose gold. When I have them all clean, smart and ready to go somewhere, I am not going to let a bat in the cave ruin that perfection. Sometimes a tissue just won't reach those pesky snot balls so my finger will have to get involved. I have a friend who was that irritated with a booger in her daughter’s nose that she ended up sucking it out. She has since found there are handy gadgets to do this for you, but it's a bit late now. 



7. BB my days off were spent lying in till lunch time, then lying in bed for the rest of the day catching up on television. Making sure I was fresh for the night time when the fun would begin. Post baby my days off are no longer days off. In work or not I’ll be woken before 6am by crying and shouting. Then it's a mad dash to get everyone dressed and out for the day before the pre nap time tantrums start. In a way, being in work is more of a day off than running around after my crazy Cubs all day, but I’d still rather be here with them. I just need to come to terms with the fact that I will never lie in again. 


8. Before baby I used to have a wardrobe full of clothes. I used to buy myself a new outfit at least once a week and kept up with all the latest trends. Since my beautiful boys came into my life this has 100% changed. I alternate the same 4 tops and jeans while the boys have a full wardrobe, each. Every time I go out shopping I end up with a new top or outfit for my munchkins, even though they don’t need it, while I rock my Asda finest.... again. 





9. BB I used to use my cleanser, toner and moisturiser every night religiously before bed. Post baby by the time they are in bed and actually asleep I can rarely be bothered. I'm now more of a baby wipes kind of girl. Baby wipes are like the Swiss Army knife of parenting. 

- make up remover 

- clean faces

- clean bums

- clean hands

- wipe down the sides

- wipe high chair trays

- remove stains from clothes 


The list is endless. I still use the correct cleaning products, but day to day who needs bleach when I have Johnson’s wipe at hand.




10. I think the most important change is this one. Before baby I was the best parent there ever was. I knew exactly how everything should and shouldn't be done. Post baby I see parenting in the real world. There is no perfect way to do things as every child is different. I have 2 under 2 and they couldn't be more different. Let's be honest, we're all just winging this parenting malarkey, but as long as our children are happy we be doing a dam fine job. 






Good day to you xx

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26 comments:

  1. It's so true that there is no perfect way of getting this parenting gig right. I was 36 when I had my first and 39 when I had my 3rd. And those days were a complete fog. Them and myself have survived to see them be 4, 5, and 6 now and I don't know if it's gotten any easier other than they wipe there own butts (which sometimes I still have to check and make sure lol). Great post! Love the pic of all you peeps dressed in the banana costumes. I am visiting from #fartglitter

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    1. I can't wait for the wiping their own butt stage x

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  2. I am so with you! Particularly on the bath and booger fronts. What I wouldn't give for an hour relaxing in a hot bath without being attacked by boats, penuins and my son!

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    1. Baths are a nightmare. I've give up in favour of showers now.

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  3. "Family broth" is genius and a perfect description. Our "broths" have also been known to include a few less savoury ingredients *gags*. Very funny and very very true on all counts x

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  4. "Family broth" is genius and a perfect description. Our "broths" have also been known to include a few less savoury ingredients *gags*. Very funny and very very true on all counts x

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  5. "Family broth" is genius and a perfect description. Our "broths" have also been known to include a few less savoury ingredients *gags*. Very funny and very very true on all counts x

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  6. Having children definitely changes everything. Lovely post.

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    1. I don't think my life will ever be the same again. X

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  7. Having children definitely changes everything. What a lovely post.

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  8. Aw this post is cute and also makes me realise how much of a responsibility children are! I'm only 22 and definitely not ready haha

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    1. I don't think your ever ready if I'm honest x

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  9. Im having a wee chuckle to myself as I am definetly in the using fb when on the toilet gang too!

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    1. I think secretly, everyone Facebooks on the toilet x

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  10. I don't have children, i currently look after 1 sick cat and second scraed of whats going on so i can only imagine the pile of responsibility!

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  11. I also seem to wear the same old clothes whilst my children's wardrobes are overflowing!

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    1. It's always the way. They have all new clothes for their hols, I bought one new top and I'm taking it back

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  12. Oh I can totally relate to this, how life has changed since the little ones came along! There are definitely no days off anymore and I always have an audience when I go to the loo, ha ha! #justanotherlinky

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    1. That's the main change that you suddenly have no privacy

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  13. This is my life too . I dream of going to the bathroom on my own or sleeping in past 5 am. It's just the small things in life .#justanotherlinky

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    1. It is the small things indeed. I don't think I'll ever lie in again. 😐

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  14. Before babies life is certainly different. When they grow up though you get some of your life back ;)

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    1. True. But I'd rather keep them babies it's too scary out there

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  15. What a great post! the last one is so true! No one knows what parenting is truly like until they are one themselves.

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