When my three-year-old is at nursery for 3 hours and it’s just me and my 1 year old at home, I seem to spend that time running around the shops with Calleigh crying and moaning to get out the trolley or I’m trying to clean the house with her attached to my hip screaming for anything she can think of. My clean laundry ends up covered in sticky banana from her mashing it all over my nice clean floor. Then before I know it’s nursery pick up time to collect Georgia. I have been walking to collect her recently and she is often tired after nursery so I always expect a tantrum of “I can’t walk home mummy my legs are broken” or “I can’t walk home mummy it’s too hot” or “…too cold”. Always a good excuse with this one!

I usually start to prepare the evening meal early afternoon with my two begging me to play Barbie or My Little Pony when I’m in the middle of cooking so I usually end up ruining the dinner as I’m busy talking in an American accent playing make believe. Sometimes I feel like I never seem to get anything done when I’m interrupted and end up playing with the girls instead of finishing my daily chores.

My little princesses drive me to the brink of insanity most of the time. However I have now changed my ways when one day out of blue Georgia said she loves it when mummy plays with her and gave me a big hug. It was like a big slap of love hit me across the face and it dawned on me that my girls wouldn’t be this innocent and little forever and that time together will be gone when she starts school next year. I needed to change my ways and go all out when it comes to enjoying my girlie times and spend more time playing make believe and hunting for fairies in the woods…which is exactly what I’m going to do right now!