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What Becoming A Parent Does To You


Becoming a parent is life changing. There are times when I look back at how different our lives were before the little people entered and chuckle, to no one in particular. Here, I reflect upon things I thought I would never do and say before becoming a parent. 


Things I thought I would never do 


Put my hand down the bog to retrieve a coin.


Secretly eat chocolates and other treats in my own house. 


Have a shower without realising it’s my first shower of the week and it’s a 

Wednesday or is it Friday?


Start eating from kiddo cutlery (fab colours, endearing designs, lightweight too!).


Accidentally leave without paying for my medical prescription (as the last few times were for the kids).


Hum nursery rhymes (All the time!) 


Translate nursery rhymes to my mother tongue because why not?! 


Eat kids leftover food and on some days be grateful because it’s all I ate that day. 


Wear make up then remove it because my baby freaked out. 


Sit up cradling baby all night and still be grateful for that cup of coffee first thing in the morning.


Use my jewellery to distract baby (all the time!).

 

Brush toddler’s soft toy’s teeth to encourage brushing (the fact that the soft toy is a crocodile makes it exciting!) 


Take the nappy bag along on when stepping out to meet friends (alone!) 


Skip the aisles stocking chocolate and crisps at the supermarket. In their entirety. 


Enjoy a kiddie activity more than the kid (sticker books anyone?).


Control a cough and/or a sneeze lest it wakes up baby. 



Things I thought I would never say 


“What the habanero , I don’t give a taco, What the fajita?! Oh dear?”


“No you cannot buy that game because it’s asleep”


“The bugs are coming! Dress up quickly! “


“I can see 3 germs waving at me, brush now!”


“Do you want toast or do you want toast?“


“Yes, no, no, no! Wait, what? Yes”


“What’s sleep like? Is it still like how I remember it? Actually, what IS sleep? “


“So you’re crying because you wanted a blue mug and I gave you a blue mug? “


“Peppa pig will be sad if you do that”


“Don’t jump near...on....near...on on on...Don’t jump on your brother!!! “


“Eat your carrots do do do do do do Eat your chapati do do do do do do Eat your dahi do do do do do Finish your khana! “


“No it’s too early.... Actually, go on, pour me one!”


“The shops have run out of lollipops. Yes all the shops.”


“Steamed broccoli smells delicious!!! “


“I need a holiday! (upon having just returned from one)”


“No no no! A lipstick is not a crayon (Yes some of them are called crayons. And yes life is confusing like that)”


I hope you enjoyed reading these and I would love to hear your own experiences too. Go on, tell me! 


























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