My car used to be my place to escape from reality. Where I would sing along to loud music and not care who saw me through the windows. I have no shame, I don't care what my singing sounds like (although inside my head it sounds awesome, just saying). Since having bubs my car is no longer an escape. A car trip now requires planning with military precision. How can one tiny person require so much stuff just to leave the house?
There's food, nappies, wipes, dummy, toys, wraps to be packed before we even walk out the door. Then the spare food, nappies, dummy, wrap and toys - incase the first ones are involved in an unfortunate accident that involves vomit (or poo). Fortunately I can fit all of that and my own things into the nappy bag so I don't need 8 arms to get out the door.
Once we've finally got to the car and
And inside the house, well she's pretty much taken over that too. There are bits and pieces of baby paraphernalia in almost every room of the house. The lounge has been converted and now resembles a baby emporium. She has her own play corner with every toy a girl could want (and a couple that mummy wanted). The kitchen cupboards house the baby food processor, tins of formula and the steriliser. The fridge is full of bottles and the freezer is overflowing with baby food. There are little reminders of her everywhere I turn and I wouldn't have it any other way.
There is one thing I wish I could change though, and thats the amount of cleaning that I do. It seems even though I clean a hell of a lot more often than I used to, everything manages to get dirty again at a rapid pace. It goes on and on day after day. So, I must confess if there was one thing I would outsource as a mum, it would be the cleaning.
However, in reality I know that wouldn't happen. I'm one of those people who would need to make the house spotless before the cleaner arrived, just so they didn't realise how messy it really gets.
So, for now I am happy to muddle through my motherhood journey day by day as it is now. Squeaky toys, car tantrums, monotonous cleaning routines and giggle and hoot included.
Linking up with Eva for Mummy Mondays
and Kirsty for I Must Confess.