Baby, you’re my favourite waste of time
“What exactly do you do all day?” an irritating question most mums will get asked at some point.
Good point though, what exactly do we do all day?
At the moment I’m still so tired that doing most things feels like walking backwards in quicksand mixed with treacle, and going anywhere far with both girls can often be a big effort, the baby is at that stage where she just wants to be free to walk along the furniture all day or crawl around creating chaos, clutching her socks.
So at the moment, we stay close to home quite a lot.
Which is fine. We have the park, play dates, toys, and books, singing and dancing fifty times in a row to ‘shake it off’, and loads of freestyling craft time generally involving glitter, stickers and the floor, and everyone’s happy.
But some days it can seem like you’ve done everything by 9am and the day can stretch before you a lot of time to fill and kill. So to keep things really interesting, we’ve devised a series of slightly more alternative activities to keep us all busy:
Watching the bin men: God’s gift to stay at home mothers, surely? The bin men are the number one argument for paying your council tax. Not only do they take your rubbish but they entertain children for ages, week after week. There’s a big, noisy lorry, lots of activity and they always smile and wave. As with most crazy councils, we have about ten different refuse collections spread out of the week so they are a never-ending source of joy.
Got milk? The easiest option to get out of the house with a purpose – when we’ve already done the park that day – is to go to the shop. We go to the shop a lot. This can take up a lot of time at the moment as we spend ages doing this, both there and back. Our new favourite thing to do once there is to find barcodes on food and use the self-service checkout; it’s like playing shops but actually real. Then there’s always the added fun of having to go back and get the shopping absent minded mummy has left on the counter. Ahem.
Dodging the delivery man: When you’re the only ones at home on a long street of people who are out at work, the delivery men quickly get to know who who you are. Which means it’s your house they come to when no-one else is in, and your hall lined with an wallpaper of parcels that aren’t yours. But aha, we’ve sussed them at their game. If we hear a van pull up and another doorbell ring, followed swiftly by our doorbell, I can guarantee it’s an big exciting parcel…not for us. So we stay as quiet as possible and don’t answer (quiet is not quite that easy with two children, which adds an element of excitement).
Going to the ‘big shop’: Depending on how the day is going, sometimes we walk the slightly longer walk down to Waitrose instead, with it’s wide shiny aisles and fifty different colourful varieties of each thing. The biggest pull though is the cafe, with both babyccinos and caffeine, so everyone’s a winner.
The supermarket shopping delivery run: As everyone’s favourite role model Mary Poppins once said, for every job that must be done there is an element of fun. Find the fun and…in the hierarchy of boring household chores, the online shop delivery is a good one. All the shopping has to be taken from the door to the kitchen, then unpacked (which Eliza thinks is like Christmas). Sometimes I even play Russian roulette by letting her carry the eggs.
What’s your favourite everyday baby and toddler time wasting activity?