A mother of 2 boys, a wife. I am a qualified midwife, giving antenatal classes and preggi bellie classes in the evening. I find the life of my kids so amazing, they make me laugh and cry all day. I drink wine with the ladies for a laugh and read about serial killers and some mommy porn for me! I hope you will enjoy my Tales
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Up up up DOWN
Before the boys came I would watch Jackass and like and wonder why! Now I have discovered the answer, they are boys. The worst moment in your baby life is when hear the apnea mat alarm, you are in the room at vampire speed. I found my youngest at 9 months hanging off side of cot having climbed over and out. Determined to keep at least 1 of my kids in the expensive cot, I put him in a sleeping bag and made my husband drill new holes to lower cot a extra cm. just made the game more of a challenge. Giving up packed up the cot and put him on a matress on floor. In morning I hear screeching, go into the room and he is not in the bed! A satisfied laugh makes me look UP, yes he has climbed up the burglar bars to the top of the window and now of course is stuck. This trend continues and gets worse. Not just 1 but 2. Cooking supper, baby sleeping oldest in park with friends. Monitoring him by the sound of scooters up and down the road. Then I hear lets go slide, I stick my head out and see them playing on fireman pole and slide, acceptable. Minutes later it is too quiet so I peak out again, these boys are at the top of slide with scooters discussing the logistics of going DOWN the slide riding them. NO NO NO! The problem with younger siblings is they underestimate their abilities vs the older. My now 18 month old climber feels he has mastered the jungle gym all except fireman pole, easy, hold step slide. I help him a few times and all good, but mom helping is not cool. Saying cheers to my oldest at school, little monster before I can get to him, drops at terminal velocity to bottom of the pole. He stands up, dusts himself off, looks at me with half tears, half smile. As there is no permanent injury I am chuffed that he has learnt a lesson. Carry on with my parent teacher chat and I look up and AGAIN. I promptly leave before child welfare is called. Sitting at a 7 year old party on the Saturday chatting about how my boys may not live to 7 birthday while watching kids slide down the giant slip n slide into the pool. A bit later I look up and yes, all the dads are on the slide, but they have body boards to stand on sure that this will be fun, no the kids scooter now that will be better! Luckily in mid 30's men have beer bubbles to help avoid injury. It became clear that my boys would probably make old bones even if it is with a couple of pins!
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