- My Mum hunger knows no bounds. I can eat and eat, but then I never sit down which leads me to...
- My socks wear out ridiculously quickly. I have resorted to digging out my old brown suede Birkenstocks (seriously bad lesbian stereotype shoes) to wear around the house
- My slight gay shyness has worn off. I am now ridiculously matter of fact about pretty much everything, leading to such gems of conversation from Squib as:
- Grandad: Is that a toothbrush in that little bag?
- Squib: No Grandad, it's a tampon
- Grandad: Oh...I see
- Squib: Yes, Grandad, you can put it up your girly bits*
- Grandad: Oh, erm...oh
- Sqiub: Oh no, you not got girly bits, you got a penis..
- Grandad: Er...yes...yes I have
- I have a muscle on my arm which I must have omitted to learn about at medical school but it's now so large it actually makes me feel a little bit queasy
- My eco conscience is now constantly conflicted. We live a constant quandary of whether we should buy free range chicken or put the money in the bank. Whether we should use ecover or use a washing liquid which actually removes stains. Whether we should actually carry a small bag with a flannel in it to avoid the use of baby wipes (we don't do that...a step too far in my book)
- My need for pyjama wearing is bordering on extreme. If I'm not in my pyjamas before 8pm I start getting twitchy
- If I can have a conversation with a friend the whole way through without it being broken up into about 7 chapters I view it as a triumph
- I didn't realise Squib would pick up my habit of singing everything quite so quickly. Now if I sing her a question, she sings me a response
- I worry more now about seeming old. My grey hairs started to bother me....I've hit the bottle
- I don't want our lounge to be a tidy, minimalist space. I want our house to be cheerful and full of toys and pictures. Our once blank walls are now filled with paintings and photos. There's something symbolic about that I'm sure
- I never realised quite how much I would enjoy planning her birthday parties. I mean I am IN MY ELEMENT! Watch this space for all the details of Squib's gorgeous birthday tea party
- I am even more likely to talk to random old people. I want Squib's sense of social responsibility to grow. I am overlooking stranger danger for the time being....I love that she will engage with those around her and care about others. I bought a man who didn't have any change a cup of tea the other day and I'm not sure I would have done that pre-Squib. I also seem to give money to every charity box and busker...such is the toddler desire to put coins into small holes
- I can occupy my time planning snacks and amusements for Squib on an aeroplane...I will post all my ideas at a later date!
- I actually quite enjoy Peppa Pig...sometimes it's quite funny!
- Same goes for slides and climbing frames....it'll be quite sad when Squib grows out of going to the park!
- I went through a phase in the early days of using two in one shampoo and conditioner. I soon learned my lesson as the minute or two saved resulted in hours of horror from frizz. I won't be going back to those dark days!
- Shopping used to be such a fun activity. Shopping with a toddler is just hell. Shopping without a toddler now is always quite like a frenzied binge
- Who knew that I would ever really advocate cooking tray bakes over cup cakes?!
- And of all our parenting discussions and wonderings when it comes to boundaries I generally stick with these simple guidelines...if it doesn't
- hurt anyone
- damage anything
- cause danger
- I also try to keep in the back of my mind that my job is about supporting my family and providing a safe space full of love for Squib to grow and learn and be the person she can be
That's it. Although I may add to and evolve this post slightly!
