Parenting

Groundhog Day… Again

Sometimes being at home with the kids full time feels like the same day is on repeat over and over… and over… Like Groundhog day. There are days that can only be described as Groundhog day in my house.

Before anyone jumps on me, I’m not for one minute suggesting that the life of a Mum who leaves the house to go to work is any easier or harder, nor am I suggesting that I have it tough. We’re all Mums here, and every day brings it’s own set of unique challenges for each of us.

I have days, weeks, and even months when I feel so lucky to be at home with the kids, able to fit my work around them and be right there whenever they need me. I also have days, weeks, and yes sometimes even months, when all I want to do is escape. That’s life. I felt the same when I worked full time out of the house, when I worked part time, and when I didn’t work.

There are mornings (like this morning) when I wake up and instantly know that I’m going to suffer the day with a distinct lack of motivation. Shower? What’s the point. Get dressed? What’s the point. Make up on? What’s the point.

Before you start worrying, it probably sounds worse than it is. I know that as soon as I do all of the above things I will feel a whole lot better, so I do, and I do.

Sometimes being at home with the kids full time feels like the same day is on repeat over and over... and over... Like Groundhog day. There are days that can only be described as Groundhog day in my house.

This time of year brings with it all the usual financial fuckery, which can make getting out of he house feel a lot harder. The reality is that we’re surrounded by parks and open spaces which are totally free to explore. But it’s cold. And wet. And to be frank I’m not in the mood for that shit right now. I’m in the mood for steaming cups of coffee and peace and quiet.

What I am most certainly not in the mood for is the usual routine of up, dressed, eat, play, eat, nap, eat, play, eat again, dinner, bath, and bed.

I find it difficult navigating trips out with the kids at the moment, mainly because of their differing routines. Wills naps at lunchtime, whereas Amelia doesn’t. Of course, he can sleep in his pram, but what invariably happens is that he falls asleep in the pram far earlier than he would at home, before I’ve had a chance to give him his lunch, then sleeps for less time than he usually would because his body suddenly realises it hasn’t been fed and he wakes up ravenous. All of which means by dinner time he’s pissed off and tired.

Going out after his nap has its own challenges because I don’t drive. Getting anywhere takes at least half an hour, leaving us about half an hour of play time before we head home to get dinner going.

But for now I’m going to stop my whining and get everyone ready for a trip to the park. With my trusty travel mug in tow, of course 😉

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