I wanted to quit today.
I actually messaged mark and mum that I quit. I couldn’t do it anymore.
I got 5 minutes of quiet while they were in the other room watching tv, or so I thought.
After cleaning up the pom poms, shells, pipe cleaners and feathers all covered in paint and paint spattered all over the floor (luckily finger paint so it came off easy), I then had to clean up the canvas Allegra used to paint on- Theoden. Yep all over his jumper, pants, hands face and hair. Then I saw that because there was paint all over the floor, odey’s socks were soaked and he had put adorably annoying paint foot prints all over the tiles.
Cleaned up all of that and mum and Dan came over for cards to try an rescue my sanity. (mum ended up smashing us fyi, no idea how that was meant to help lol)
Then I found Allegra had shit on the floor. Yes I don’t swear but by golly, this girl has basically been promised a million dollars if she would do one in the toilet but in stead she decides to take off her nappy and do it on the rug and cover it in toys to hide it.
Cue cat weeing on the rocking chair.
…and odey pouring Allegra’s drink all over the lounge room rug.
Where was I you ask? Cleaning up the previous friggin mess!
Then its finally lunch and bed time so I head out the front door to check the letter box in hopes of finding something to cheer me up, in my daggy grey trackies with marks oversized ‘accidentally-matches-my-trackies-like-a-loser’ hoody to have a Fit mum- you know the ones! With the hair up in a perfect bun, tight as heck tights and sports singlet with designer joggers and jogging pram running past my house. Feel like a loser much?
But I cant quit. because I love them too much.
I love that odey is finally starting to talk and call out “Mum”
I love that Allegra’s favourite thing to do atm is watch “soups” (soap making vids on YT, my latest fad) on the lounge snuggling with me
But most of all I love how they look out for each other. If I ever give allegra food I HAVE to give her some for odey. if they find each others toys they rush over to give it to them. If one cries the other often runs over and hugs them.
They might be literal poo-heads 90% of the time, but they are my poo-heads and I rely on the 10% of sunshine times to get me through the rest knowing its not forever and one day I will wish to clean up poo (ok maybe paint not poo) one more time!