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It’s not a democracy it’s a dictatorship!

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There is way too much free will in this household and it’s all my fault.

As a first-time mum a few years ago I thought it was a good idea to give my children some say in their early years, BIG MISTAKE!

I should have never given them any options and stuck with the ‘it’s my way or the highway approach’.

For example, at breakfast time I’ve just realised that I ask my children what cereal they want? What a bloody idiot! Because the one they ask for isn’t the one they want and I end up with half a dozen bowls of soggy slop that I feel obligated to eat (out of respect for all those starving children in Ethiopia).

I no longer make anything for myself to eat because I know I’ll be eating what my children didn’t.

But I digress. I now give them two options and the one they pick is the one they eat. If they don’t eat it – well tough bloody shit and that’s it. But really if I was smart I would just put what I buy for them on their plate and say ‘eat’.

The point is I’ve given my children too much say in their early years… but I just don’t have the heart to be hard ass, although that appears to be changing.

This has been made much easier by the arrival of No.3. Everything I used to worry about, including my waistline, has gone out the window.

For example, if my children bail me up for a biscuit not long after they’ve refused breakfast, I give them one because I can’t STAND the shit fight that ensues.

And when we’re out in public I no longer cringe when they do inappropriate things, I simply turn a blind eye and pretend they’re not mine. Often to the point of nodding my head disapprovingly at the child.

I can go to bed at night and sleep – despite knowing there is sink full of dishes and an overflowing basket full of clothes that need folding.

It’s also a major win if we are all wearing knickers when we leave the house.

I’m just saying some things just aren’t worth worrying about anymore – or more to the point, I just don’t have the energy to give a shit.

In saying that, today I did manage to avoid procrastinating and have completed 5 articles, I have also sent a few dozen emails, done a grocery shop, folded and put away 4 loads of washing, cooked dinner, comforted my screeching baby, done the dishes, been nice to the husband (sort of, and so far) and watered the garden.

Same shit, different day!  🙂

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Author: Have A Laugh On Me

I'm a mum to three, write from home and I rarely cook, craft or clean but admire those who do. I try to live by the mantra that there's no point in worrying about something that might not happen! Be warned this is not a fluffy, sweet mummy blog, rather a place where you can cringe, laugh and be shocked at my brutally honest take on my life.

8 thoughts on “It’s not a democracy it’s a dictatorship!

  1. hilarious!!!!!!!! I love it!!!! Please do an entry every night!!!!! it makes my bad day good 🙂 x btw: I think your kids are pretty cool and you are amazing!

  2. Too funny 😀 Definitely feel better after reading that 🙂 Gotta love that feeling when u’ve had such a great morning, kids have eaten breakfast in 5mins instead of 50mins, get dressed after only being told once and actually making it to school with time to spare, brag to the teacher about how great the morning’s been only to get a phone call 2hrs later from her saying that your child has no lunch! Aah such precious moments in life 😀

  3. Gosh you make me giggle. I understand some if this pain, and I’ve only got one! God help me when we have another one… Xxx

  4. Your making me giggle Em, great writing and keep it up.

  5. Pingback: Six months ago I was a blog virgin – now I am the town bike! | Have a laugh on me

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