Thinking About Trying Again? Adding To The Brood?!
Are you thinking about trying again? Adding to the family? Building upon your brood? Are you?! ARE YOU?!?!
Why, why would you do this to yourself? Have you not read my parenting woes?
Well, if you are thinking about dipping your toes into the considerably murky water that is “having more children” then just read on and take heed.
Firstly think about the age of your current
monster child, you might think a small gap would be lovely and they will play together in perfect harmony all perfect and such like.
That does not happen. I have about two-two and a half years between mine and some days, it is hell.
I am literally expecting Satan himself to come a’knockin. Okay, maybe a tad dramatic, but really, its no picnic.
Picture it. You have done all the things your mummy mind can think of, you come to a halt and can feel a good old sit down coming on. You perch your bum on the sofa and relax.
“CAN I HAVE A DRINK?” Up you get, do the drink then head back to rest those feet.
“CAN YOU WIPE MY BUM” Up you get, wipe the bum then pray you are allowed a seat.
Its quiet, you have finally scored a sit down to have some well earned brain farts….
“MMUUUUUUUUM BEBOO IS EATING MY HAIR” Pops then delivers the obligatory smack to the small child then the tears start.
You do the whole explaining thing, don’t hit your sister, she doesn’t know hair is not edible blah, blah. Then you have to listen to an almost four year old tell you how she hates her sister and asks to send “it” back.
Yup, it turns out, the whole love thing does not come easily to the little people, much like letting mummy have any kind of personal space.
So if you think you are ready for a regular ear bashing, no peace, no time to do anything but stop the small one from bouncing on the dog, looking at the clock in hopes bedtime is nearly here. Having fights about who’s bowl is who’s and why she is wearing a Minnie Mouse top today, then by all means go ahead.
Don’t come crying to me when you need a sit down