Today's reminder it's so obvious.
Everywhere you look you can see tired mummies. You've seen her in the supermarket: she's red from sweat, pushing the car shaped huge shopping cart with two or more toddlers stuffed in it, wearing her winter coat only by one sleeve trying to lower her body temperature, thinking "only 121 items to find, 25 minutes in the cashier line and THEN we're out in the parking lot so I can gasp some fresh air..Pull it together, you can do it woman!" Then, you can see one of the kids getting excited by the toy department "Mum-my? stop! I want to check some new Braz-dolls, I want a one with the snowboard now..MUMMY! Stop! Can I look..Muuum!" Mummy has only one obvious answer: "No you CAN'T! Now sit still so we can still consider that lollypop!" People around her look at the mother disapprovingly. Then they look adorable little angels with compassion: "Poor children!" C'mon people, where's the mercy? How about "poor mother" ?
Ok, this was an extreme example. Or was it? Haven't we all seen her and after judging on how she raises her children thought: oh why doesn't she take care of herself? A little make up would definetely do her some good and how about those out faded highlights in her hair, when did she got them - to celebrate the Millenium? I can tell you, she doesn't have the time. I only have one child and when he's napping it's MY time and I'm not wasting it on planning how I would look more trendy tomorrow on my agenda of visiting the post office and buying more catfood from the vet. If and when the little angel falls a sleep, I ran in my pyjama trousers and woolysocks to kitchen to make a fresh pot of coffee and then sit down with today's paper or surf the internet. If I'm lucky, I'll be able to prepare and eat entire sandwich (one, let's not get greedy) , drink a cup of coffee, read the headlines quickly and sometimes even write an email to my friend. Then my time is usually up, and I've got used to ending my emails: "Ok, he's awake- gotta go now!" If I have the need to refresh my look, I'll do it while he's awake so it's usually pretty quick one. For some reason the 8 month older's don't have the patience to witness 10-step perfect makeup and 45 minutes of hair straightening. No matter how you try to keep him happy, making faces and a real show out of your time: "LOOOOK, mummy is using the eyeshadow now! woow, isn't that exciting!"
Where was I? Oops, I'm definately losing my point here. It was about a break for mummy. She needs it. A good one, few hours a week at least. Preferably entire day once in a while! Trust me, she won't ran away. She loves to come home after it, and the best part: has had a chance of missing her family and feels a lot happier coming back to them. And too be equal: daddy needs a break too, this way he's more than happy to spend quality time with the offspring while mum's shopping or enjoying her spa treatments - because he knows tomorrow it's his turn to relax, maybe over a pint and soccer game perhaps. I'm lucky one, because usually I can get a break when I need it. Some clear signs tell me the break should be applied from the daddy / grandmum committee very soon. For example, I notice myself "calming down" an empty shopping cart pulling it back and forth or babytalking "ooopsy-daisy" to little mister vacuum cleaner while lifting "him" from the closet. IF I ever have more children, don't even think I'm going to drag them all with me to a supermarket. No, maybe one by one if they're behiving nice so they learn to appreciate it. Don't judge me, a regular break makes me a better mum. And I might even have the time to keep my hair color updated.
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