The big day has arrived…my first night out (that does not include super market shopping) since the baby was born. 9 long months.
The list of things I have to do is enormous!
Clean the house
Hang out the washing
Do my hair
Do my makeup
Paint my nails
Pick a pair of shoes to wear
Bring in the washing
Make sure my husband is ready
And leave the house by 3pm.
It’s already 9am…
The picking of shoes could take a whole 30 minutes…
I forgot to mention cry on my list, it’s bound to happen, along with the usual ‘I’m not going…’ Blah blah blah.
And this is all while taking care of 2 kids.
I think today is the day I need my super mum costume on. Or the ability to clone myself…maybe that should be my superpower…