Everyone has different struggles as a parent, going it alone, doing it solo throws up a few weird ones. For example, going out for the evening. Last night I planned a rare trip to the theatre and this is how it has to go down. My five-year-old’s bedtime is 6:45 but that’s the time that I’m supposed to be leaving the house, so she needs to be in bed and asleep by 630.
The deal is this little girl doesn’t like mummy going out and leaving her with a babysitter, so I have to pretend that I’m staying home and therefore put her in bed and read a story whilst in my pyjamas too. I mean I can’t put any perfume on, or make up because she’ll clock it and guess I’m going out the front door.
So with military precision last night I started the bedroom time routine just before six with milk and a biscuit, and a story in my pyjamas. When she first goes to sleep she shuts her eyes, I have to hold her hand and sit there until I can see her breathing get deeper and that she’s in a proper dream state. Then it’s all systems go and I have to fly around the house getting dressed and putting make-up on and out the door in 10 minutes. I still can’t believe all those little silly things you have to do as a mum, it all feels like normal, until you tell someone else. Haha xx