The Things I Said I Would NEVER Do As A Parent 

I had such high expectations for myself as a mother a little too high perhaps.  There are so many things I told myself I would never do as a parent and so many of them I do and shamelessly.

My children will never eat a McDonald’s

OK so it seams a bit crazy that I put it on myself that my children would NEVER eat a McDonald’s. It’s hardly the food of Satan but I was determined to have an all natural, organic, all ways a home cooked meal kind of baby. How nieave you were 19 year old me, so nieave.

Sure with baby number one for the first year I had my little veggie baby, full 5 a day at least, he didnt even know what chocolate was and treats were fruit (whilst I hid behind the kitchen door scoffing chocolate). Family members sure wanted to fill my baby full of crap including the dreaded M word and soon I gave in. Little veggie ate those nuggets like it was nectar, as if my home cooking was bad or something (as if) and this was the meal of Kings. I still rarely let him have these treats well into his second year and he turned out to be ‘that kid’ at the party. You know the one who isn’t at all interested in the balloons, music or flashing lights but instead wants to sit under the food table sneaking chocolate biscuits and cakes. All three of my boys only have their McDonald’s as a treat but we just happen to have treats a lot more these days. All the over thinking about food has gone way out the window as long as it’s 90% good I’m fine with the other 10%.

The routine would never be broken

Routine is important for children we all know that. I was so desperate for sleep bedtime was planned like a military operation. At 18.00 hours bath time would not be a minute late. Story time 18.30 hours and lights out. I loved my boy being in bed at 6.45 every night it meant I had time to do things in the evening like collapse on the sofa and eat ice cream while staring at the scattered toys across the floor that I should probably have been picking up. It isn’t always that easy and the routine became more relaxed once baby number two and three came along. When I was sitting there in the evening with my sweet babe asleep on me (sweet now he had stopped the screaming) I sure didn’t want to rush upstairs and start the routine for the older two boys who would be happily watching some kind of dancing bear on the TV. Bedtime routine now a days is more of a guideline and I don’t stress about it so much.

Half an hour of TV a day

This one went out of the window pretty quick. I’ve heard over and over how a TV should not be used as a babysitter. Well that babysitter got me though a day after 2 hours sleep the night before. Through the breastfeeding every hour phase that had me prisoner on the sofa unable to entertain a 6 and 3 year old. Or just through the hour I needed to pull myself together because some arse at the baby group scoffed at me because I’d put my top on inside out due to pure exhaustion and I’d questioned my parenting (and self dressimg) skills entirely because of this one situation. We mostly play out side getting filthy and non stop running at the park so I’m good with the kids spending time with the virtual babysitter in the evenings!

 

Diary of an imperfect mum

 

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I am a 28 year old mum living in Kent. I am totally outnumbered living with my husband and 3 boys but I love the fun and adventure they bring to my life. As a family we enjoy being active and to get out and about as much as possible. A little about us Me- My husband and I met 12 years ago when I was 16 and him 19. Being so young I don't think either of us expected a nervous first date at the cinema to lead to marriage and 3 children but we soon became inseparable. It can be hard staying 'girlie' in a house full of boys. DS1- DS1 is very sporty. He enjoys football, rugby and swimming but his real passion is motocross. I think hubby would have happily had him on a motocross bike the second he took his first step but he first started to ride when he got his first 50cc bike at 6 years old. Now, aged 8, he rides with complete confidence on his 65cc and is desperate to start competing. As his mother I will always worry about him no mater what he does but seeing how happy this sport makes him makes me want to support him 100%. DS2- DS2 is a real animal lover. He would love nothing more than to have a house full of cats and dogs but unfortunately for him the only pet we have is our goldfish named 'Goldie'. When we visit family who have dogs DS2 will happily sit there for hours talking, stroking and trying to teach them tricks. Computer games is DS2's favourite pass time. He was gifted a tablet for Christmas last year and now, at 6, he has my husband bugging him on tips to get new levels. To keep active DS2 really enjoys swimming. He is not afraid of the water at all and would swim every day given the chance. He has such a loving, caring personality. DS3- DS3 is, well, a real handful as most 2 year olds are. He is never short of energy and zooms everywhere at a million miles an hour on his favourite balance 'motorbike'. Much to my husbands joy DS3 is also obsessed, yes obsessed with motocross. All he wants to do is play motorbikes, wear DS1's helmet and boots at any given chance and watch the videos of DS1 riding. DS3 learns so much from his older brothers and he surprises me everyday with how daring and forward he is in so many ways.

12 thoughts on “The Things I Said I Would NEVER Do As A Parent 

  1. I was the same about TV – I was adamant that we’d never watch it, but now I’d be lost without it! And I didn’t want my little girl to have any remotely unhealthy food either, but that resolution fell by the wayside quite quickly. I do try though! #ablogginggoodtime

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  2. So true, kid number 2 was a totally different ball game from kid number 1, no one told me they would be so very different or that I would be so different second time round! #ablogginggoodtime

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