It’s all gone downhill…or has it?
“>The first day of 2016 saw me rise with unfounded optimism about this New Year and clean start. That lasted less than 2 minutes.
The kids had kindly wrecked nearly every room in the house between 6 am and 6.30 am before dragging me from my bed. Mel was sick with flu, so I found myself feeling like a shabby boat lost in a sea of coloured plastic with no equipment to send an SOS. Nonethleless, I put on my best happy mummy face and supervised play with jigsaws with missing pieces, colouring (and wiping pen off the work surfaces), TV and the never ending snack requests.
By 1 pm my happy mummy face was long gone, the house looked like it had been ransacked by a team of inexperienced burglars. The only one not crying was Mel, mainly because he was asleep. It was then I made the brave decision to walk to the park with all 4 kids. Halfway down the road it started raining. Obviously as it wasn’t raining as I left, I had not prepared for rain. Nonetheless we paraded on. As I approached the end of our road Ben leapt from the moving pram with no warning, resulting in a muddy face, split lip and much wailing. Determined to carry on, I made it to the next road before breaking the chocolate cake I had thrown in whole under the pram, into 4 pieces, shoving a bit at each child. By the time I reached the next road, it was clear I wasn’t going to make it.
I can multitask, but I have today established that I can’t carry two two year old twins in my arms while pushing a three year old in a pram and making sure the 5 year old doesn’t run onto the road. I phoned Mel who picked us up and drove us to the park. He stayed in the car as I negotiated the slide. We are lucky to have a super long steep slide in the playground, but it is usually quite slow. As I shoved Ben from the top, I hadn’t factored in the added slippery values of his shiny puddle suit and the fact it was pouring with rain, so had become a waterslide. Ben landed at least 2 metres from the end of the slide, wailing in terror. Ben went to drive the car with Daddy, and I spent the next hour in the pouring rain catching the other three as they sped down the slide. I don’t think I or they have ever been as wet.
As I supervised, I thought back to the days pre-kids. We were never really party goers, preferring instead to stay at home and have a nice meal on New Years Eve. New Year’s Day was one of my favourites. We would take the dogs and go on a lovely New Forest ramble, before settling into a nice pub for a long lunch by the fire. Here I was standing in the local park dripping wet and shivering with three soaked, muddy, but delighted infants, a sick husband, and another infant sitting with him in the car park. Oh, I mustn’t forget the house strewn with coloured plastic and food debris.
A trip home and a kids bath for four later, I went to dry my own hair, and there on my pillow I found that Patch had written a note saying “too Jille Jons, Jille Jons, happey noo yer” and I thought again about the days pre kids.
Looking back older, possibly wiser, and as a parent to four, I can see that we had ended up with two dogs as we needed something to love and care for in our life. We clearly felt the need to create a family, but we’re just too young to have realised that yet. The dogs were like our kids, and I wouldn’t even go on my honeymoon without them coming too. So while there may be moments like today where a particular day feels like it is giving me a kick in the teeth, the majority of days have many moments which are so much better and so much more fulfilled because I am a mother to four very young totally wonderful little people. Happy 2016 to you all, especially my new blogging friends. Xxx
11 thoughts on “It’s all gone downhill…or has it?”
I’m sorry but your son flying two feet off the end of the slide did make me chuckle! 😂 Happy new year. You keep four kids alive – you deserve a medal! #BinkyLinky
Made me laugh too. Sadly he didn’t feel the same! Happy New Year. X
You are a brave lady indeed for negotiating the park in the rain. It’s just been relentless this year! #binkylinky
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Desparation! I now know the origin of the term ‘bouncing off the walls! #binkylinky
Awww you survived and did good. Nothing is ever smooth in motherhood. X #blinkylinky
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Oh bless you, the weather really hasn’t helped has it?! My youngest is 10 next month and his brother is already 11 I don;t knwo how many ‘park years’ I have left gulp, but I love getting outside with them when it isn’t tipping it down. Happy New year, let’s hope it’s a drier one!!
Ah our house look like it had been burgled this week too – and that was just from one 3 year old, I can only imagine what mess 4 created! I feel like it has been raining non stop since 2015 and we’ve spent far too mucn time cooped up inside, hoping for some drier days next week so we can head to the park. Not sure I fancy it in the rain! Happy New year to you xx #binkylinky
No, I am not repeating the park in the rain. Today I am going to take them to an Indian buffet so they can spend a couple of hours scattering popadoms and melon around someone else’s floor! Happy New Year! X
Wow, I thought twins was hard work, but you certainly have your hands full! Hats off to you and Happy New Year! Thanks for linking up to the #BinkyLinky
Onwards and upwards eh! X
You got though like most of us do all the time I do thanks for linking to the #binkylinky