Life, Love, and Passports

Confessions of a stay at home mother

Let me start by saying that these are actually thoughts as opposed to actual events. Now that I’ve cleared that up and hopefully this will avoid any follow-up from social services.

I’ve been a stay at home mother for just over five years most of which have been in a foreign country. Not having my extended family around and having to build new friendships and trust have been quite a challenge. So bearing this in mind it’s no wonder I often dream up scenarios for getting some well deserved alone time. While my husband is very capable of taking care of our three daughters I often feel that it’s somewhat unfair since he already has a ‘real job’. Nevertheless he gets more than his fair share of childminding.

My children along with most of the nations children have been on their summer break for just over a month now. I read an online article which described today as ‘fed up Friday’ because parents have run out of entertainment ideas and the reality of ‘back to school’ is staring us all full in the face in the malls and supermarkets.

While I know the teachers need a well deserved break I miss school because it’s a break from the monotony that is having my children home all day. Now I see you pointing your finger at me and suggesting I don’t want to take responsibility for my own kids. That couldn’t be further from the truth and I shall miss them terribly and I’ll begin the countdown to their half term break the day they get back to school.

Here are my very random thoughts!
When my girls are asleep at night I secretly wish I could pop out to do some grocery shopping. That will never happen of course because I’m too paranoid.
When my girls wake up in the morning wanting breakfast I wish I could tell them to have whatever they want.
Shopping with my girls at the mall is like mission impossible they only behave once I bribe or threaten them. I sometimes wish I could store them in the lockers provided by centre management or leave them in the car.

Having ‘confessed’ my thoughts they actually don’t seem so bad. Do they? After all I’m not suggesting building prison cells for them or giving them multiple tasks to distract them from the numerous complaints I receive in a day which prompted me to devise a system where they log their complaints by handing me a spoon. You’re only allowed two spoons in a day and after ten minutes you can verbalise your complaint. Needless to say at that point the complaint is totally forgotten or seems nonsensical to them. What a winner!

With just under two weeks to go before the girls return to school. I’m trying to figure out a strategy where they can have endless hours of fun and I can have endless hours of not worrying about their welfare. I suppose theirs is the easy part mine not so much after all I do have to appear to be responsible. Here’s to keeping up appearances!

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5 responses

  1. good luck, and i’m on that countdown with you!!
    great spoon idea, by the way !

    August 24, 2012 at 10:19 pm

    • Good luck indeed! Have just popped over to your blog and it sounds like my life! Great read.

      August 25, 2012 at 4:02 pm

  2. Pingback: Great sharing from a father of five | musingmummy

  3. I love the part about telling the girls they can have whatever they want for breakfast! How many times have I wanted to say, “Cake, you want cake for breakfast? Ok, no problem. Eat whatever you want!” Yet I do the responsible thing and serve a responsible, nutritional breakfast 🙂

    October 17, 2012 at 11:30 pm

    • I just love the fact that I’m not alone when it comes to daily dilemmas.
      Being irresponsible will never produce a positive outcome. I wish it wasn’t so!

      October 23, 2012 at 12:35 pm

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