Motherhood is a kind of madness

Monte Casino (Where all currencies meet....LOL)

We've had a rough couple of weeks at home and hubby thought yesterday would be great for all of us to just go out and spend the evening frolocking, do a movie and dinner. I am not as misled as he is but I thought it reasonable to anticipate a nice chilled evening and then maybe a coffee and cake in between at Skoobs, my fav. book store in Monte casino. The place is full of lovely entertainment for kids.

The following are my last thoughts before my head hit the pillow in exhaustion at evenings end and I know I said I wouldn't be blogging but couldn't resist this...........

• You know you a mother when you can’t take a toilet break in peace because little people decide that’s the time to play hide and seek or tag to keep you company and you have to think of all sorts of creative ways to spend “me” time, including coming up with places that you don’t have to be for a cuppa at the coffee shop.



All this and more were on the
 buffet @ Billy G but I can't
remember what it tasted like.

• You know you a mother when you can’t remember what you ate at a fabulous restaurant because you spent half the time too busy trying to force feed a tiny person without looking like you were deliberately attempting asphyxiation in public and the other half reinforcing table manners.
• You know you’re a mother when don’t feel you need the gym because you are nearly falling off your feet every night from running after four little feet.
• You know you're a mother when you know you need the gym because all that running doesn’t make up for all the half finished spoonfulls and plates you finish off automatically because its far too much trouble to make a decision as to whether to store or throw away after going through the trauma of feeding two little mouths.
• You know you're a mother when you don’t realise you’re talking to yourself until a stranger bursts out laughing because they just overheard your strangled moan followed with a whimper of: “this is too much work” as you chase someone up the stairs for the 2rd time and they beat you to the top and pass the rail to descend the same stairs again..........ON THE OTHER SIDE
• You know you're a mother when you have to not only repeat things 5 times to the hubby to get a move on but now 15 more times before all the inhabitants start to lose the glazed look.
• You know you're are a mother when you have to say sorry countless times to imaginary hearts because the owner complained it was broken because of your yelling.
• You know you're are a mother when at the movies you discover at least one bucket of popcorns is at your feet and you no longer feel guilty about someone else having to clean it because no one on this planet could understand what you’re going through right now.
• You know you a mother when you swear that the next outing his spawn will see is one of their 21st birthdays.
• You know you a mother when you pass a couple of weeks old infant, hear them cooing and think, you know what, maybe I could do with one more. Children are a blessing.....these delusional thoughts immediately dispelled the moment I took a step away to do the running up the stairs bit.

ToTal Madness This Is.....LOL