"Ahhh isn't he cute; ever so cheeky looking."
Now, if I had a pound for every time I've heard this in the past few months I'd have enough for that new car I so desperately want (and need after our garage bill today)!
My wonderful, darling children (God love 'em) have this amazing ability to fool the entire world into thinking they're sweet and innocent at least 75% of the time. However, today terrible no2 decided he would go for the "hell hath no fury like a scorned 14month old" act. Screaming, crying, rolling around on the floor of the local Sainsbury's cafe. I tried it all, kept myself composed, reasoned with him - yeh right - calmed him, pacified him, came down to his level. You know all the stuff it says in the mummy handbook; but, he was having none of it. Absolutely NONE of it. So what did I do? I heaved him off the floor, sat him on my lap and let him eat MY carrot cake instead of his lunch, all whilst the people around me peered over their lattes and cream cakes, tutting & shaking their heads. Should I have apologised? Or should I have left? Maybe I should have gagged him?.... Probably, but I didn't mainly as I'm pretty sure that would land in in social services territory!
(Just to prove his banshee moment in years to come)
One of the things that has amazed me since having my boys, is the general public's and (especially) the older generation's ability to make me feel like I'm doing an absolutely shite job of bring up my terrors. I'm quite sure back in 1950 something when they were raising their own wonderful children they never had such a situation as I found myself in today. BULLSHIT.
Children are children and they cannot be tamed. Especially 14month old headstrong little monkeys, like Theo, who did not want a cheese sandwich for lunch! Lesson 1 in the Brake family parenting handbook,
Do what you have to to survive
P.S Thank you to the lovely lovely lady who came over after the storm had passed and said "we've all been there, your doing a good job" you literally have no idea how much I needed to hear that.
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