Boys and their toys
2009 I'm loving life and living it to its fullest, I definitely had no room in it for commitment or children. Fast forward to 2017, I'm committed to my husband and caring for two kids. I expected the love for their cars and trains, but I wasn't ready for the love they have for their willies. This is how I dealt with the run up to expecting another boy and what goes on in my brain on a daily basis.
Now of course if you had of asked me seven months ago what sex I was hoping for whilst expecting my second baby I would have said a girl, but for diplomatic reasons, I would have said "But I'm happy for a boy also! A healthy baby is all I ask for". Honestly, though my heart said a girl and my head said, boy. For Jacob's sake if he ever reads this I really am happy I had a boy.........Honestly!
"whipped off his towel and chased my best friend around shouting "WILLY!"
My boys are full of character and I wouldn't change that for the world. From my husband Phil who loves his car and his best friend more than me. A bromance I'm happy to allow because it keeps him quiet. To Mikey my 3-year-old who won't let me sing along to the radio with him because it's his and Phil's song. I know I don't know the lyrics........I never do. But seriously you got your love of singing from me so let me belt out some Bastille. Then there's Jacob my Booby loving, farting and pooing machine of a baby. The one thing they have in common? Their willies and their love for them. I'm not a prude but having them flung in my face is too much. Recently after a bath, Mikey whipped off his towel and chased my best friend around shouting "WILLY!". Imagine my embarrassment. At least it wasn't my husband on this occasion.
​​ Family life
I'm a total control freak and panic if I'm only 5 minutes early rather than 15. I love to make lists and plan everything a year in advance. Don't get me wrong I love to be spontaneous but this just puts me under a little more pressure which I thrive on. So now that the baby prep lists are all ticked off and we are four weeks in its time to get back to a daily routine.
Phil is back to work and I'm planning activities for the boys. On the outside I'm calm on the inside I'm tired and wanting some me time. Me time is baking, eating, drinking, dancing and singing. So whilst my boys are at home playing with their willies and cars I'm off to a festival for the day. Embracing the person I am remembering I'm more than a wife and a Mum. Looking forward to a day off for the Mum in a Mann's World.
