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Thursday, 7 July 2011

Non Uber Mum

Yes that is me - The Non Uber Mum.  So I guess I should take a bit of time to explain what I mean.
Before having the kids, I was at the top of my game.  I was successful in my career, I had exotic holidays, frequented trendy bars and restaurants, drove a 2 seater red sports car and never ever got up before 11 on a weekend.  The circles that I moved in judged by all of the above, and by those standards I wasn't doing bad.

Then my first little miracle arrived and life changed drastically (and in more ways than I expected).  I was not equipped for these new circles of designer prams and environmentally friendly nappies.  And oh my god these women were immaculate.  They would say they had been up all night - but I really had and I looked like it too.  Never did they go out without brushing there hair or teeth.  Never did they go out covered in weetabix, Never ever ever did they go out without make.  I on the other hand did all of the above!

My gorgeous girl was 10 months when I realised I needed to give up and get back to what I did best (in other words that corporate world).  This crashing realisation occured when I had taken the TV remote out with me rather than my mobile phone, and tried to use it to call my husband and in the same week I had lost my car keys for 5 days.  (they were in a vase!)

So back to full time work I went, with the whispers and the filthy looks (my Mum being one of the worse) and that is how it has stayed.

I try to convince myself that I can compete, with the artsy and crafty, muffin making, furniture restoring, exercise class fanatical, immaculate looking Uber Mums but deep down I know I cant.

My house is not immaculate, (we actually stuff huge amounts in cupboards and have rooms that are no mans land when anyone visits)

I dont make a homemade dinner everynight (maybe once a week if my family as lucky)

We no not stick to strict routines (girls were still charging about at 9pm tonight)

I dont decorate well, I absolutely can not keep on top of the washing and ironing (hence clothes mountain situated in my bedroom that I try to conquer on a regaular basis)

I definitely do not spend as much time with the girls as some think I should. but my girls are happy free spirits who are too smart for their own good, so I must be something ok - right????

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