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1-4 Yrs: The Buggy Blog - I've Become A Mum!
There's no denying it, I'm definitely a mother now. Of course it's been obvious to onlookers for a while now - the 3 carbon-copy children I drag around with me at all times are a bit of a give-away. But in my own head it's only just dawned on me that I've waved goodbye to my child-unfettered youth. The shocking truth now is, however, that my outlook is best described as mumsy. So what made me twig that things had changed? Was it the first time I did the 'is it practical, will it wash OK?' new clothes check? Or perhaps when I opted for a pair of sensible flats instead of the glam heels (so much comfier for pacing the pavements with a pushchair)? Nope, neither of those. The moment of truth in fact came this week when I got terribly excited at spotting Sarah-Jane of CBeebies buying make-up in House of Fraser. And then, to top it off, I saw the bloke who plays Archie from Balamory walking down the street. (FYI he was wearing … shock … trousers at the time so he's not surgically attached to his pink kilt.) Gone are the days of being thrilled to clock a pop star or style icon in person. Nowadays I confess it's spotting a CBeebies celeb that gets me going. Unfortunately, I've yet to see Sportacus in the flesh but I live in hope... Aside from all that, it's been a busy week. J learned to ride his bike without stabilisers. S started … drum roll … crawling. B's suddenly become a puzzle addict (notwithstanding regular intervention by newly crawling jigsaw saboteur) and has also cracked a few colours. His favourite is yellow, and he actually says 'yellow' rather than 'lellow' so he's clearly a genius child. The week closed with a little drama which got the boys going nearly as much as me had I spotted Tinky Winky walking down the street. Upon returning from school we realised we had a power cut to welcome us home. No lights, no heating, no telephone for several hours as the dark and chilly evening drew in. And chilly it certainly was. Not my idea of fun but of course the boys were in seventh heaven at the Enid Blytonesque adventure. We had tea by candlelight, changed S's nappy Florence Nightingale-style by hurricane lantern and - lucky bonus - it was declared a 'no bath night'. Ooh, what larks! Power was eventually restored just after they'd been put to bed by gaslight in large jumpers and socks. EDF said 'let there be light'. And then there was light. And a functioning kettle. Then a steaming hot cuppa followed by a snuggly hot water bottle. Erm, what was that about becoming mumsy? |
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