#MouseMooMeToo Cowprints – 25th September 2016

#MouseMooMeToo Cowprints – 25th September 2016
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It’s safe to say we haven’t had the best weekend, although neither of us can pinpoint exactly why. Do you ever wake up on Saturday full of enthusiasm for the day ahead, and then something changes (usually a child loses their shit) and suddenly you’re chasing your tail all day?

I think my husband and I tend to fall into the trap of thinking we have pure, undiluted free time in which to both leisurely enjoy the weekend, project manage children, and get some jobs done. This weekend, we wanted to:

  • Clean the car
  • Get some bags of hand-me-down clothes down from the loft as Moo looks like a bloody street kid in half summer / half winter clobber
  • Buy myself a new bag, just because (er, I totally do not need any more bags)
  • Skype our friends in America
  • Make a cake
  • Collect some conkers, twigs and autumn shizz for Mouse’s latest nursery activity
  • Have a takeaway and a blog-free evening

We managed to Skype, bake and eat, but everything was rushed and we both swore quite a bit. Not directly at the children, of course (nervous eye shift).

In the middle of all the “why did we ever have fucking children because we can’t EVER GET ANYTHING DONE!”, we decided to head to the park. Not one of the six perfectly nice parks within walking distance, oh no. We drove 6 miles to a Country Park and paid a few quid for the privilege (parking + emergency coffee + carton of strawberry milk that remained largely unconsumed). Both children fell asleep on the way there and so after parking up, my husband and I had a jolly good exasperated whinge in muted tones before the big child stirred.

Then Mouse went on the zip wire and squealed with glee. Then Moo had a swing and made this face. Then I caught my husband’s eye and we love them, we love them, we love them.

P.S. Totally got a new bag.

Moo is being pushed on the swings by her daddy.

12 Comments

  1. September 25, 2016 / 9:15 pm

    Of course we love them but do they have be soooo time-consuming and irritating when awake?

    P.s. I didn’t even realise cars needed cleaning.

    • September 25, 2016 / 9:23 pm

      Well, it didn’t get cleaned. Maybe it’s like hair, after 60 weeks it just self cleans and it’ll look like we just stepped out of the car wash.

  2. September 25, 2016 / 9:44 pm

    I do indeed wake up on Saturday full of enthusiasm for the day ahead…and then indeed something changes. It’s a phenomenon that I never really experienced before kids. My list also included cleaning the car (and it remains on the list). Glad you totally got your bag! Good on you. Xx

    • September 25, 2016 / 9:47 pm

      Glad it’s not just me! Roll on Friday and I’ll have another crack at weekend life to see if this time it sticks…! X

  3. September 25, 2016 / 10:25 pm

    The “why did we have kids” link is exchanged often with hubby and I. But it usually means why did we have our kids so close in age (14months). We have learned to divide and concur. I watch kids for hr he does a thing in the to-do list and vice versa.
    P.s. jealous I totally want a new bag!!

    • September 25, 2016 / 10:38 pm

      Sucking on my teeth at the 14 month gap but you know it’ll pay dividends when they’re older and extra close. Pleased it’s not just us who has that exchange! Xx

  4. September 26, 2016 / 1:38 pm

    oh I hear you my lovely – no longer are our weekends quite ever the same again are they? All that hope? All that Instagram and Pinterest image hope just crushed with one stroppy and very unsmiling kid! Lovely ending to a funny post though lovely xx

    • September 26, 2016 / 2:00 pm

      Haha – yes, I spent half of trying to capture falsely beautiful Instagram images ???? Thank you for commenting and I hope you’re all rested up from your crazy weekend of birthdays too xxx

  5. September 27, 2016 / 1:39 pm

    What sort of bag? I like bags. I don’t have nearly enough bags.

  6. October 3, 2016 / 3:42 pm

    Haha this is all too familiar. Or it ends up with husband attempting to do all the jobs we said we’d do together and me looking after the kids on my own like I do in the week while he swears and shouts and hardly gets anything done and we both say we haven’t seen each other and the kids have just whinged and what a shitty day and then we collapse in front of a box set and sneak up to peek at sleeping children. Or look at photos of them on our phones. Nawww. Again next weekend?!

    • October 3, 2016 / 4:06 pm

      Yes basically all of this! Roll on next weekend. I have low level ambitions that maybe it’ll be different.

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