I Feel Bad About My Neck - Matrescence, Intrusive Thoughts, Mother's Day.

I fell over yesterday. Really ungracefully. Hurt my hand and somehow my neck. I was racing from the car to the house to fill up a water bottle and I tripped. I shouted FFS and the thought going through my mind as I limped towards the tap was “this wouldn’t have happened if I wasn’t a  mother” (it also made me remember that viral video of Hugh Grant ranting about why children have to carry water bottles into school every day).

What I meant was: I have been up for hours. On it. Packed lunch made. Schreechy episode about school clothes on - soothed. Resolved a fight about who owns the blue spoon. Not to self: buy more spoons.

Too cold.

Too hot. 

Please feed the chickens.

Don’t bring muddy boots in.

No you can’t take your penknife to school. 

PLEASE SIT IN YOUR CAR SEAT PLEASE PLEASE! 

Frazzled. Heart racing. We are going to be late. Have I prepared any dinner? Did I put swimming trunks in that bag or just a towel? 

Other things I have done since becoming a mother: