Toddlers are hard work. Fact.

I think there are two types of people in the world.  The group who profess to be rubbish at most things but are actually brilliant.  They are characterised by the annoying girl at school who said she’d done no revision and then got straight A’s.  The type who says, ‘Oh no I never discipline my child, I haven’t got a clue what I’m doing, she’s just naturally calm and perfect. hahahaha’.  This normally has me burying my inner psychopath as I struggle not to commit gbh.

Then there’s the type who genuinely do some revision and get shit grades, the types who try really bloody hard to be decent mothers but systematically fail.  They typically have the type of toddlers who show their bare bottoms off in Tescos and scream 9 out 10 hours of the day.

I think you can guess which camp I’m in.

I’m writing this because today I am really feeling it acutely.  I just spoke to my friend Lucy on the phone, the only reason I was able to make the call is because Eliza had grazed her knee so was feeling sorry for herself eating chocolate biscuits watching Dora Saves the Mermaid.  We spoke for approximately 3 minutes about how hard toddlers can be, when she had to go as she was in the 99p shop and her two kids were demanding attention.  Nice to know it’s not just me.

So go on, which camp are you in?

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