5 things Laura swore she would never do - and has
Tuesday, 7 August 2018 | Mummy and Little Me
When I was pregnant with Izzy, I knew what kind of parent I wanted to be and there were things I vowed to do and other things I swore I wouldn’t. Since having her, however, I have found myself being a bit more flexible with the (arguably unrealistic) expectations I set myself. Here are just a few of the things I swore I wouldn’t do, but since have…
Sometimes – OK, most days – I need five minutes to myself. It’s usually to do thrilling things like loading the washing machine, or putting away the food shop, but it’s always easier without a toddler hanging off your leg or demanding a snack/drink/cuddly triceratops (don’t ask…). This is where the electronic babysitter – aka the TV – comes in; I swore I wouldn’t let Izzy get addicted but now there is barely a day goes by without CBeebies, Peppa Pig or Mr Tumble on. She’s happy, I can get things done, it’s win win.
I had a fairly naïve idea that Izzy would eat nutritious, home-cooked meals from the minute she started weaning, develop a love of kale and quinoa, and turn her nose up at sugary treats in favour of fresh fruit. Oh how wrong I was. Pouches became my go-to when she was weaning, she loves Pom Bears and strawberry wiggles, and, on occasion, she has a Happy Meal. Obviously she does have fresh fruit and veg and we do cook at home (just in case anyone was about to phone social services), but sometimes when we’re too knackered or she deserves a treat, we do cave. Contentious, yes, but she’s healthy, and, as with most things, everything can be enjoyed in moderation.
I hoped I would raise Izzy to follow instructions gracefully and she would behave perfectly. This has not happened; last week I got a book out of the library entitled ‘Top Tips for Toddler Tantrums’. I have found myself offering Izzy bribes for putting away her toys or finishing her dinner. I am aware I am making a rod for my own back, but at times I don’t know what else to do when faced with another epic meltdown from the pint-sized dictator.
Soft toys that make rain sounds to help her sleep, strangely-shaped plastic creatures to chew on when she’s teething, a variety of different cups to persuade her to give up her bottle… the list is endless. I swore that I wouldn’t give in to flashy advertising and promises of miracle solutions, but I have, so many times. When you are sleep-deprived, you see your child in pain or you’re worried about their attachment to a bottle/dummy etc, you will try anything out of sheer desperation. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t, it’s trial and error until you find the wonder gadget that works for your child. (FYI, Munchkin 360 cups are great!).
My clothes come from Primark, Asda, H&M, and occasionally Next, Oasis and Warehouse if I’m splashing out. I vowed not to over-spend on Izzy’s clothes as she’d only be in them for five minutes, and they’d get covered in food, dribble and who knows what else. However, I got sucked in and love buying her bits from JoJo Maman Bebe, Next and Zara. £13 on a pair of trousers for me from Primarni feels extortionate, but £23 on a hoodie for Izzy? No problem. As I said in my previous blog, it actually does pay to spend a little more as the resell value is a lot better, and it’s better for the environment too.
So, in summary, don’t beat yourself up if you swore you’d do something and then changed your mind when reality hit… it’s not worth it, and if parenting has taught me anything, you need to be flexible and realistic!