💆🏻♀️Close your eyes, take your first two fingers and massage your temples 🍨Book an online food shop and throw in a tub of Ben n Jerrys 💄Put on a slick of lipstick 📺Stick the kids in front of the TV 😴Stay in PJs the whole day ☎️Phone an old school friend ✍️Write a letter to an elderly relative 🐩Brush your hair, like really brush your hair 👗Pull on a dress you put away for ‘best’. Add tights if you, like me, still struggle with hairy legs 💪🏼Stand up, clasp your arms behind your back and pull downnn 📻Put the Dawsons’ Creek theme tune on real loud ✍️Write a page of a journal. In fact, forget the word ‘journal’, just write something, anything down 📲Turn your phone off for the whole day 👣Moisturise your feet 🛌 And finally…. get yourself into bed tonight at 9pm.
As you can probably deduce from the title of this post, my head is buzzing with random titbits I want to share with you all. The problem, however is that – WOAH September is busy not least with my middle one starting school – and so I’m struggling to find the time to articulate them. (see also overflowing nappy bin above). So I thought I’d just outpour two small things on my mind right now, and see how that goes.
Man, do I love pressing play and have another adult entertain the kids just for a short while. Rainy day? Long car journey? Struggling to sleep? Stories – whether via a podcast or an audiobook – answer so many of these every day scenarios for us. Here’s a quick round up of some of our faves:
Yesterday morning, after a trip with the kids to the GP (me: “please don’t touch anything, guys”, Sonny: “I just touched the bin, is that OK?”) and en route to nab a coffee (me) and a chocolate croissant to share (them), I found myself wheeling the buggy alongside another mum who like me, was trailing 3 young boys in her midst. And when I say trailing, I mean that thing when a parent has no hands free to hold on to anyone and the kids are half walking, suddenly stopping, then running ahead, then running behind and all you can really focus on is keeping everyone alive.
I truly loved those mornings; sitting at my computer, with nothing but a faint breeze coming in through the window and a giant jar of water by my side. You see, for the entire month of July, I used to start my day at 5.15am, woken after our youngest stirred, and after feeding him the remains of his bottle from the night before and watching him gently fall back to sleep, I’d take myself to my desk and stay there working until everyone else woke, about two hours later.