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Parenting: When you get pee on your arse….

And so it begins,

The blatent beep of the alarm sounds at six thirty and I ignore, already wide awake with a child in my arms who awoke at five but yet I am still reluctant to crawl from my bed and to start the day.

The door flies open and crashes into the wall and two squabbling six year olds fall into the room, unaware that it is really still the middle of the night they start to regale me with the mornings trauma and fill me stories of punching and pinching and accidental smacks.

I wipe the sleep from my eyes and turn on the TV and watch as the din in my room subsides to silence as the three turn to the coloured screen and become hypnotised by the moving images and they all stand open mouthed drooling at the magic of television.

I move to the bathroom and sit on the seat, I groan as I realise twin boy has sprinkled where he tinkles and I have pee on my arse.

I move to the shower and call out motivational words to get the kids moving, no sound comes from my room and I shower blissfully ignorant that no one is paying attention.

It is six forty five, time to get cracking.

The TV continues its hynopitic pull on my kids and as I step from the shower I walk into the room and snap off the switch.

Choas erupts,

I am abused, shouted at, and I retaliate as any good mother would with a direct statement of….

“get dressed now!”

Twin Boy runs to his room and starts a game of hide the teddy, Twin girl runs to the bathroom with the aim of brushing her teeth but gets sidetracked by a Barbie and decides to dress her first.  The toddler merely runs around yelling ‘Peppa Pig’ and stares at me with hope in her eyes.

Its seven am, lateness is starting to approach, still I stand in my towel with a partially dressed toddler who is now hiding in the bathroom refusing to come out, she is without a nappy and i swear i can hear her pitterling on the floor.  Twin girl has a perfectly dressed Barbie but she looks like she has just fallen out of bed.  Twin Boy is dressed but he is dressed ready for his five a side game on Saturday rather than a Thursday at school.

I remember that last night I swore I wasn’t going to shout any more and then I think to myself ‘feck it’ as the clock ticks closer to 7.15.

I rip off the towel and bury my face in my make up bag and fling on a suit which the toddler then wipes a toothpaste filled hand across.  I throw paper on the floor where more wee is waiting.  I attatck the eldest girl with a hair brush and ignore the shrieks of pain and then I chase the toddler who is cowering in a corner saying ‘no brush hair mummy, no brush hair’.  Twin boy looks at his sisters smiling as he shakes his short hair in jubilation.

We head downstairs ignoring the mayhem above.

Breakfast is shovelled into hungry mouths as I yank the toddler into clothing, and commands are issued to try and evoke a sense of urgency.  The twins continue to eat as if time was their friend and leisure was their job.  My boiling point is reached.

It is seven thirty am,

I grab coats, books, bags and hats, lunch boxes from the fridge and water bottles from the side.  I carry a toddler under my arm and usher the six year olds through the door.

We reach the car and I start to calm, we can make it, breakfast club for 7.45, childminder for 8, work for 9…

We sit in the car, stress levels dropping and twin boy turns to me and smiles and says…

“It’s swimming today mummy, did you pack my things….”

Shit!

Comments

  1. Liz @ The Baby wears Prada says

    September 25, 2012 at 8:50 pm

    Oh god – I don’t know how you do it – our house is like this with two adults and only one small child… I swear I will literally fall apart should I ever decide to increase my brood! Oh and Lucie also has a major Peppa Pig thing going on at the mo. I have had Madame Gazelles ‘Bing Bong’ song in my head for the last 3 days…. xx

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      September 30, 2012 at 8:46 pm

      Bing bong – thats for that!

      Reply
  2. Liveotherwise says

    September 25, 2012 at 9:52 pm

    I used to dress mine in their sleep and feed them brioche in the car before dropping them at school and racing to work. I prefer home education. Though I do miss programming. Or at least the salary.

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      September 30, 2012 at 8:46 pm

      salary gets swallowed alive by childcare – you are not missing much!

      Reply
  3. Donna@MummyCentral says

    September 25, 2012 at 9:55 pm

    Pee on my arse, poo on my trousers (don’t ask) and even a bit of sick in my hair. I’ve had it all – thankfully not on the same day!
    Actually found I was more organised and awake when I was working and getting my boys off to a childminder than I am now that my work contract is up and I’m staying at home again.
    But I admire you for getting through it. And don’t worry if you shout – kids need a bit of that to get motivated in the morning!

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      September 30, 2012 at 8:45 pm

      Gin?

      Reply
  4. FamilyFourFun says

    September 25, 2012 at 10:48 pm

    Haha sounds exactly like mornings here! I always have a hoarse throat by time they’re in school and I’m not a shouty person but unless I at least raise my voice a little – I’m just not heard.
    Oh and thanks a million for reminding me I need to pack my son’s swimming bag! xx

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      September 30, 2012 at 8:44 pm

      Welcome x

      Reply
  5. Molly - Mother's Always Right says

    September 26, 2012 at 5:17 am

    Stressed just reading this. What you need to do is get a job that sees you on the road at 4.30am and then you miss the morning chaos. The NLM tells me it’s very rushed, but then I see that from the state the house is in by the time I return home.

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      September 30, 2012 at 8:44 pm

      He has one!!!! and she doesnt pee on seats!

      Reply
  6. Mandi says

    September 26, 2012 at 5:50 am

    It’s so reassuring to hear you describe my morning. I’m not alone in struggling to get out the house in the morning!

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      September 30, 2012 at 8:44 pm

      Again misery adores company….

      Reply
  7. Otilia says

    September 26, 2012 at 6:13 am

    Oh I don’t know how you can still be so good at it. I have only a 3 year old and most days I feel like I wang to scream my brains out!

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      September 30, 2012 at 8:43 pm

      I like to think I am good at something – cleaning up wee is a forte of mine

      Reply
  8. Middle-Aged Matron says

    September 26, 2012 at 1:46 pm

    A copy of this should be sent to all childless couples.

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      September 30, 2012 at 8:43 pm

      I agree!

      Reply
  9. older mum in a muddle says

    September 26, 2012 at 2:25 pm

    Oh heckers! Night mare – what a stressful start to the day sprinkled with pee! I need to cup of camomile after reading that!

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      September 30, 2012 at 8:41 pm

      to cup camomile?

      Reply
  10. Claire weir says

    September 26, 2012 at 9:22 pm

    I feel your pain Jane, sounds exactly like my house in the morning, the pee on the arse thing gets me every time too, little boys should def come with their own en suite!

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      September 30, 2012 at 8:41 pm

      Big boys dont tend to be that great either!

      Reply
  11. Richard says

    September 26, 2012 at 11:23 pm

    Pee on the arse – been there, done that, I why can’t I get him to flush either!

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      September 30, 2012 at 8:41 pm

      It can be hit and miss with the other half as well….. you boys!

      Reply
  12. GeorgiaBite says

    September 27, 2012 at 1:37 pm

    This sounds all to familiar to me! It’s nice to know I’m not alone!

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      September 30, 2012 at 8:40 pm

      Misery loves company! xx

      Reply
  13. twins tiaras and tantrums says

    September 27, 2012 at 9:03 pm

    Hilarious! Sounds like a morning in my house – the toddler! Christ, how do you cope with a toddler too? Your the only twin mum I know who has gone on to have more 😉

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      September 30, 2012 at 8:40 pm

      Oh have a third! a singleton is a breeze….

      Reply
  14. Jazzygal says

    September 27, 2012 at 9:21 pm

    Oh no! I totally feel your pain and your stress levels. If it makes you feel any better you still get pee on your arse when you sleepily sit on the toilet after your 12 yo has peed!

    xx Jazzy

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      September 30, 2012 at 8:40 pm

      This does not make me feel better….

      Reply
  15. helloitsgemma says

    October 2, 2012 at 10:03 am

    did you have to share the thing about wee on your bottom?
    *whispers* has HWHCT left?

    Reply
    • northernmum says

      October 7, 2012 at 7:08 pm

      *whispers* he has gone back to work……

      Reply

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