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Cooking with Leg Warmers

Its time for dinner. 1st is the dilema of what to actually have for dinner. Followed by the trauma of food prep with the little darlings hanging onto your legs, hence the ‘Leg Warmers’

Now for me I have 3, 4 & 5 all wanting to ‘help’ which to them is being amazing children, but to me its plainly getting in my way and slowing me down, but for a quiet life I let them help, now 6 is toddling about too, he likes to join in warming up mummys legs.

So we decide on just making a nice simple bean on toast for arguments sake. It wont take long, but I can cover all the kitchen dangers in one foul swoop.

So first we grab the beans, and step over a couple of children on the way to the kitchen drawer. Pull out the tin opener and open the beans. As soon as the beans are revealed 3 gets her fingers in there straight away. As you grab the pan out of the cupboard you place it on the side, and before closing the door, you have to remove 5 & 6 from climbing in there. You turn to put the beans in the pan, and look around puzzled… where is the pan? Oh yes 4 has decided to move it, just because.

You finally find the pan and pop the beans in it (2 tins for us)

I really need to get 2 toasters, but alas I only have one. So I patiently count out the slices of bread, and each one I put down 3 has to touch, every single one. I place 4 in the toaster and 4 under the grill, when the toaster pops I place 4 more in. While this is going on I start getting fed up of the sound of my own voice “put that down, come away from there, leave that alone, hot hot hot”

As I start to get the toast out, 3 has to to touch every single piece again, so I send her off to set the table. (Which she does very well I must add) I move to get the plates out, again stepping over a few kids, kick a few toys, and pull more kids out of cupboards… finally we get to plate up and get everyone seated.

So a simple meal cooking with leg warmers is not that much fun.

Work at Home Mum

So what is it like being a work at home Mum?

Sometimes its a fabulous mixture of the best of both worlds. You don’t have to pay child care, you are making a living and you are watching the exciting stages of your children growing, you have the time to attend PTFA meetings, and special assemblies.

The hard part is trying to find that balance of home and work life. Its very easy to get distracted one way or another. Too much playtime with the kids results in not making money, and too much work time creates nightmare attention seeking brats. Getting snappy at the kids because they want you to read a book while you are on the phone with clients and customers isn’t professional or pleasant for the customer, and certainly not nice for the kids either. Don’t get me wrong I can get quite snappy myself when I am trying to be work busy, especially when deadlines need to be met, and 6 doesn’t stop crying, 5 has poo’d his pants, 4 is doodling on the walls, 3 is singing at the top of her voice and 1 & 2 are trying to kill each other, and this happens at some point every day… This is NOT a good time to be on the phone with the bank manager.

I have 2 at home all day, 1 in pre-school half day, and 3 in full time school. I try to get as much done work-wise as I can in the morning when there is just the 2 smaller ones home, and a little cross over in the afternoon. Until the little ones go bed there is no point in doing any serious ‘work’. These few hours are used up feeding, reading, and homework.

Then finally, its Mum & Dad time :) best time of every day. When all the little angels are tucked up in bed and you can hear their soft little snores. When you peep in and see their sweet drooling faces and think “Awwwwww how lovely you are, my little precious beasts”