Motherhood

I’ve had an elusive “yup, I’m quite a good parent” day

Parenting is tough and most of the time it feels like you’re fire fighting just to keep on top of everything… and to keep everyone happy. 

So as you can imagine “perfect” parenting days are pretty elusive.

Nigh on impossible. 
All too often I can be found hiding in the kitchen, frantically stuffing chocolate biscuits into my mouth (just in case she sees and demands one), and nostalgically mourning the days of lie ins sleep, hot tea and well, sleep again… (yeah, I miss sleep) All while my toddler reeks havoc in the living room, which has been turned into a hazardous assault course of incredibly (and surprisingly) slippy books, upturned plastic cups, and scattered crayons in very bizarre locations. Not to mention the rest of the toy chest contents that she has proceeded to unpack within five minutes of us coming downstairs. In the end, Mr Tumble comes on and saves my sanity for twenty minutes…
But today! Today it happened! The scarce “perfect” parenting day occurred. 
It all began at 6.30am, which I’ll be honest, didn’t fill me with utter joy, nor confidence, for a positive day, but Que Sera, Sera and all that jazz. I’d been umming and ahhing about whether I should take Busby to London to attend an event, and had said to myself that if she wakes up early we would go. 
And so our merry to jaunt to London began.
We left the house on time. Without a poo explosion. 
We arrived at the station on time. Without a poo explosion. 
Even the train was early. Which we boarded and found a seat. All without a poo explosion. 
Hoorah!
1 hour and 10 minutes of train journey was ahead of us. Anyone who has ever met a toddler will know that their best trait isn’t remaining in one place. But she did. She sat, she jumped on her seat, she pointed at passing trains exclaiming “choo choo!” every time one went by (this was usually followed by “more?”). She even found a “button” (I think it was a screw cover?) which she pressed every time we left the station, believing that it was her driving. 
Once in London, we discovered that Victoria Station does not have lifts, so we hopped on a bus to our final destination: Kings Cross. Obviously the excitement of the journey up had been far too much for her, as she fell asleep almost immediately! Phew! That saved me having to entertain a toddler on a bus for an hour. 
We arrived! She had a few minutes of clingyness, but as soon as she saw the ball pit and slide it was like, “Mummy-who?”
Happy smiley Busby for the whole time we’re there; we even had a nappy change without any fuss! Which is completely unheard of!!! 
My plan to culture my 18 month old was thwarted by marches and protests, so we headed back to Victoria via a wander through Green Park. Busby loved chasing the pigeons; running up to them shouting “squeak, squeak, squeak!” I think she thought they were mice…
And then she found the Canadian War Memorial, which resulted in a rather soggy Busby! Never mind – it was fun. 
A quick visit to Buckingham Palace for tea with the Queen (Busby was rather unimpressed by the whole affair) and we found our way back to Victoria. 
I had fortuitously purchased a Mr Men magazine and a pack of cocktail sausages for the train journey back, which proved incredibly useful. We departed the train happy, tired and covered in Mr Men stickers. 
We had lots of cuddles when we got home. She ate dinner without a fuss. We played with bath crayons in the bath, and then she fell straight to sleep. 
I wish all days could be like this! 
Hannah

Ps. Huge thank you to Amazon for their fantastic event today! More on that soon. 

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12 Comments

  1. Slave to my Toddler

    10th July 2014 at 7:46 pm

    Ahhhh how fab! What a good girl! Days like that make it all worth it don’t they?! Lovely stuff! X

  2. You Baby Me Mummy

    10th July 2014 at 8:02 pm

    Well done huni! It was so fabulous to meet you both at last. Cocktail sausages saved us on the way back too xx

  3. Hook, Line and Sink Her

    10th July 2014 at 8:14 pm

    What a perfect day! The “drive the train button” sounds precious. Poo explosions, less so (but hurrah for days without them!) xxx

  4. Sophie Wearing

    10th July 2014 at 9:21 pm

    LOVE those kinds of days! πŸ™‚

  5. afinepieceandablether

    10th July 2014 at 10:34 pm

    Love the button to drive the train, so cute! Everything is an adventure with a wee one in tow ☺

  6. Eline @ Pasta & Patchwork

    11th July 2014 at 8:14 am

    Lovely! Well done for taking her to London on your own – I’m not sure I’d have been that brave! x

  7. pixiedusk

    12th July 2014 at 12:15 am

    Awww nice to hear that perfect do exist. Would love a day like that with my son too =) #pocolo

  8. Donna

    14th July 2014 at 8:32 am

    It was so lovely to meet you! Your journey was much better than mine, I am never, ever going on a train alone with both babies ever again! x

  9. OneBlueOnePink

    15th July 2014 at 9:32 am

    Awww I love days like this! With two cheeky monkeys in this house, they are a very RARE occurrence!

  10. Jess McGlynn

    15th July 2014 at 10:15 am

    It sounds like a fantastic day. Love the puzzled look outside Buckingham Palace. Yours is the second successful train journey with a toddler story I’ve read today, it’s making me seriously consider giving it a go! #magicmoments

  11. Paul Wandason

    16th July 2014 at 12:48 pm

    Ah, the coveted prize of a perfect parenting day! πŸ™‚ Indeed, very rare, but when it comes it’s great! #magicmoments

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