First day back at school after the Easter Break. (And what a lovely one it was to…)
Little A’s first time on the school run -outside my womb of course-
It went a little something like this…
After spending the morning working and tag-teaming Boo and Little A with Hubby, I very quickly found that the hours in my day were disappearing. Before I knew it, it was 12 noon and I was still in my PJ’s.(which Yes, I had done the morning school run in – but was under strict instruction from Lou not to get out of the car)
Boo and Little A were both clean and dressed with clean teeth and brushed hair so it hadn’t been a complete fail – it was only me that looked homeless. I quickly came to the conclusion, in order for me to make the most of Boo’s nap time – which is now no longer than an hour tops! – I had to do the bank run in my PJ’s.
‘The bank run’ – this is never just a quick nip to ‘the bank’ and quite typically became – the bank, Natwest AND Barclays- Specsavers – The Post Office and the local Hardware store. All in my PJ’s… great. 🖒🙈
Luckily enough most of the people I saw out were either mums like myself who saw the newborn strapped to my front and gave me the knowing nod – or were little old ladies who were so distracted by the newborn, they didnt notice the PJ’s – unwashed hair and lack of human wit.
Naturally – I digress.
So, after my lunchtime ‘Bank run’ PJ outing was over, I return home at 2pm. 2pm! The school run for me starts at 2.30 – my day and bleak plans for a cheeky nap had stuck their V’s up at me as they danced off into the sunset.
All I had time for was to feed Little A and Boo – whilst grabbing a sandwich for myself.
2.30 comes and we are all fed 👍but I realise I am STILL in my PJ’s 👎. Lucky for me I get a text from Lou saying she’s walking home with mates, which now gives me a 30 mins ‘free’ window of time before I leave for school no. 2 to collect Oona.
Heaven – this un-expected ‘free’ window of time means I can have a shower and get dressed.
Can it be noted : I was fully prepared to do the 2nd school run of the day in my PJ’s.
The shower was amazing- the clothes were clean. I resembled someone slightly normal. I resembled someone who has got. this. shit. down. 😁 I was working the ‘new mum’ look – (the ‘good one’ not the ‘homeless one’… )
3pm comes – time to go.
Boo’s coat and shoes are on – she has a clean bum and is in her buggy. Little A is fed and watered with a clean bum and is also already to go… I strap him to my front. My nice, clean, freshly showered front and what does he do…?
He Throws Up.
All over me.
All down my nice, clean, freshly showered front.
Nice warm baby sick- in my clevage- running down my belly and settling in my belly button.
Of course, as the good lord would have it I am now against the clock and don’t have time to change. So have to do the entire school run covered in sick. *Epic Fail*
So to all those doting mums at the school gate this afternoon- who came over to ‘coo’ at my handsome little man and congratulate me on my perfect little bundle of joy. I apologise.
I apologise if we smelt alittle – off.
We nearly had it down.
Very nearly… x