There are a lot of things that surprised me about becoming a mum. Naturally my priorities changed once Pinky entered this world but as both her and Perky are getting older I am finding the things I find important are also changing.
Currently Pinky is 3 1/2 and Perky is 1 1/2 and these are probably my five highest priorities and the most important pieces of information I need to know to ensure our day to day life runs smoothly.
- Public toilet location +/- baby changing facilities: I don’t really need the baby changing anymore as I can change Perky standing up. However I know most of the facilities within a 10 mile radius of the house. I even know which local petrol stations have toilets even though I have actually never had reason to make this emergency stop…. yet! but the fear of it is enough for me to hold this knowledge.
- Location of the important toys: At any given time I know where they have left their toys within the house. I know if they are in their rooms or downstairs. I keep close tabs on which ones leave the house and if any go with them for a sleep over at G’ma and Grumps house. There is also a bag of old toys in the loft which we put up there as a bit of a rotation system but have never bought back down. I don’t think I know all the toys in there but I know at least half.
- Netflix password: we have an Apple TV box in the playroom because we can’t get terrestrial in there. The girls have their regular programs they like and it connects to my iTunes account so they can watch their Disney films. One day Netflix logged us out! For no apparent reason! It was time to make dinner so I needed the distraction for half an hour…. What the hell Netflix/Apple box (everyone is getting the blame). The account is in Hubbys name and neither of us could remember the password, plus he was in a meeting so after some frantic texting hoping he would get the message the password was reset and I could log in…. phew! Now I know the password. It is burned into my memory.
- Understanding the difference between ‘MuhMuh’ and ‘MohMoh’: the verbal differences are very subtle. One refers to a muzzie and one refers to a dog. Get it wrong and you can cause a complete and catastrophic 20 month old melt down! Get it right and we have s very happy camper. It gets a little more complicated when she wants the doggy muzzie!
- The location of my local Majestic: Of course after a long week of being mother I need a little red something (ok sometimes I only make it to Monday evening). If I’m desperate I’ll walk to Sainsbury’s and get a bottle but majestic is much cheaper and easier to buy in bulk. What mother wouldn’t want a bulk load of wine?
Would anyone else care to share their top 5 important pieces of information for a happy camp?