This time I think I may have excelled myself in the last minute mum competition I am having with myself…my days aren’t, generally speaking, calm, serene affairs at the best of times…
I have always put this down to the belief that I am trying to do too much stuff all at once.
I tell myself that I am a good mum by and large, and that my kids are well looked after; despite the fact that occasionally in the evening I reach for the odd glass of red after a long hard day.
However, I have just realised something…..we are nearly into December and I haven’t done a thing for Christmas, not a thing. Is this normal?
Am I the only one out there who is still catching up with all the stuff she was supposed to do for work while the kids were here at half-term?
I even had a five point plan to get organised. I managed over the half-term fine, but I seem to have slipped back into old habits. I have no sense of what is going on over the Christmas holidays. I don’t even know what I am going to do with the kids on ANY of the days that I have to work in terms of childcare.
Am I the only one who has just realised this? Do I live in blissful ignorance of this things until they smack me around the head, do a little jig, and then s*d off again to annoy the other working parents?
Perhaps I really shouldn’t always be this last minute, and I really should be thinking beyond Christmas even and book now for February half term breaks in 2014 so that when that holiday comes around I am not scrabbling for last minute holidays in a borrowed, dilapidated camper van. *exaggeration obviously, but you know what I mean.*
Childcare costs are on the rise, and I my organisational skills are clearly on the wane. Last summer, I manage to do some of this (cycling fun), but also an awful lot of this (juggling is, of course, much less fun) as well. Now winter is here, there are less outdoor options to entertain the kids, and I should be getting creative with my thoughts; perhaps with a few christmas craft ideas.
Instead, what am I doing? I am messing about on social media, and trying to get my advent calendar for this company launched and in people’s inbox’s.
*Priorities woman – get on them*
I just don’t think I am made to think any differently though.
For example, It was my Dad’s birthday a few weeks ago. I knew it was well in advance, clearly. However, I bought the card the morning we drove up North to see him. Why was that I ask you?
I think there is a “last minute gene”. I am genetically pre-disposed to do everything five minutes before it’s required. It is probably a bit like the brussel sprout gene. You either like them or you don’t. It is in your DNA. It is definitely in mine to turn up sweaty, confused and generally a bit lost to every single meeting I have with a small bit of child’s sick on my shoulder.
Not my fault – it’s mi genes, love.
Do you prepare in advance, do you have the “last minute gene” just like me *ahem* If you do prepare, what do you do an how do you do it? Perhaps I can then give it a go and break the mould… *or perhaps my genes will refuse to be changed*
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