Before I was a Mum to not one but two children, I was not a shouty Mum. In fact I will go as far to say I don’t think I ever had reason to shout! Oh actually tell a lie. I did shout the time Little S managed to slip out of daddy’s hand and run right in front of a car!! But that was out of pure terror so justified right?
As a qualified nursery practitioner by trade I have had to learn patience. Working with other peoples children for a good 10 hours a day is not easy I’ll have you know! Parenting was set to be a walk in the park. I even wrote about the truth about a second child only 6ish months ago. Mannnn I was smashing this parenting two children!
Fast forward a few months and all I seem to do is shout. The more the shoutier! That’s my life motto right now.
This is not the Mum I want to be. Nor is it how I pictured the last few months of maternity leave.
But life just feels so regimented. Consumed by timings! There is always somewhere to be or something that needs doing.
Two children means there is twice the juggling. Twice the brain activity. Twice the remembering and twice the organisation!
It’s exhausting stuff and I feel like an idiot saying it. I see parents of more than two children who just have their s**t together!
But now that Baby L is on the move I feel like were back in those first few months. The months where Little S struggled to adjust to having a new baby. When she used acting out as a way to gain our attention. And the thought of leaving the house with the two of them filled me with dread!
Thats not how I want each day to be. I don’t want to be that shouty Mum.
So for now I’m going to find ways to relax, spend some time on myself and remember that this too shall pass!