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As mum to two boys there are a couple of things I hear all the time. More often than not I laugh it off, but it always bugs me that people think it’s any of their business, or I’m worse off for having two of them. Yes, I’m probably more tired at the end of the day because neither of them stop, my life is an endless cycle of mud and slugs and wet wipes, and I have daily battles with mini versions of myself, but isn’t that normal of having 2 under 5?
So, are you going to try for a girl? No.
1-It’d cost too much. In fertility treatment, cravings,
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house extensions and all the other things we’d have to expand to accommodate a family of five. Plus, most things come in 4. Who goes without?!
2-I’m too old to go through all that IVF/pregnancy/sleep torture shit again. After 5 years of hormones, pelvic girdle pain, breastfeeding and 3am sleep deprived meltdowns (me, not the kids) I’m finally starting to feel like an actual person – yes, it has taken me this long, yes, sometimes (most of the time) I wander around in a haze, but I can escape for a few hours if I need to, and have even (gasp) had a
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night away from it all. It was AMAZING
3-Who says I want a girl anyway? I’ve always preferred the company of males, hence my very small and select circle of trusted friends. I’m fortune to have met many lovely women since having my boys, and a couple have been allowed in, but truth be told I don’t understand women most of the time, and I am one. Whilst I’m all for gender equality there’s a huge argument about nature vs nurture, and almost every one of my friends with girls have encountered the Diva stage at some point. And to be honest, I’m not
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sure I would cope with it.
Oh, your house must get so grubby!
Yes, it does. I have a 4 and a 1 year old at home. Of course it’s going to get grubby – but every day I sweep, clean, wash and tidy, just as I expect you do.
Your food bill must be massive!
Of course it is, they’re growing children. Or locusts. As is their dad. But you’d be surprised at the fact that our food bill is less than £50 a week, because along with being a self-employed full time mum I make time to cook for my family, and my boys love nothing more than a bowl of fruit
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to munch on, so 😛
Where do you get the energy from?
I don’t. I’m constantly tired. My brain is whirring away even when I manage to sit down for 2 minutes. I’ve got a list of the lists of things I need to do/buy/find/mend. The 4 year old loves a good old bit of role play, so I’m forever on the floor pretending to be a lion escaping the zoo, or a pirate finding treasure.
But I soldier on. That’s what we do for our kids; we soldier on and make sure they’re fed, clothed, safe, happy, and loved, and we teach them that gender doesn’t
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determine what they do or how they act.
Just because I have 2 boys doesn’t mean I don’t get to play babies, cover the house in glitter, or miss out on cuddles, it means I get to be a mum.
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Mumma_dont_sugarcoat - 12 Jul 18
As mum to two boys there are a couple of things I hear all the time. More often than not I laugh it off, but it always bugs me that people think it’s any of their business, or I’m worse off for having two of them. Yes, I’m probably more tired at the end of the day because neither of them stop, my life is an endless cycle of mud and slugs and wet wipes, and I have daily battles with mini versions of myself, but isn’t that normal of having 2 under 5?
So, are you going to try for a girl? No.
1-It’d cost too much. In fertility treatment, cravings, house extensions and all the other things we’d have to expand to accommodate a family of five. Plus, most things come in 4. Who goes without?!
2-I’m too old to go through all that IVF/pregnancy/sleep torture shit again. After 5 years of hormones, pelvic girdle pain, breastfeeding and 3am sleep deprived meltdowns (me, not the kids) I’m finally starting to feel like an actual person – yes, it has taken me this long, yes, sometimes (most of the time) I wander around in a haze, but I can escape for a few hours if I need to, and have even (gasp) had a night away from it all. It was AMAZING
3-Who says I want a girl anyway? I’ve always preferred the company of males, hence my very small and select circle of trusted friends. I’m fortune to have met many lovely women since having my boys, and a couple have been allowed in, but truth be told I don’t understand women most of the time, and I am one. Whilst I’m all for gender equality there’s a huge argument about nature vs nurture, and almost every one of my friends with girls have encountered the Diva stage at some point. And to be honest, I’m not sure I would cope with it.
Oh, your house must get so grubby!
Yes, it does. I have a 4 and a 1 year old at home. Of course it’s going to get grubby – but every day I sweep, clean, wash and tidy, just as I expect you do.
Your food bill must be massive!
Of course it is, they’re growing children. Or locusts. As is their dad. But you’d be surprised at the fact that our food bill is less than £50 a week, because along with being a self-employed full time mum I make time to cook for my family, and my boys love nothing more than a bowl of fruit to munch on, so 😛
Where do you get the energy from?
I don’t. I’m constantly tired. My brain is whirring away even when I manage to sit down for 2 minutes. I’ve got a list of the lists of things I need to do/buy/find/mend. The 4 year old loves a good old bit of role play, so I’m forever on the floor pretending to be a lion escaping the zoo, or a pirate finding treasure.
But I soldier on. That’s what we do for our kids; we soldier on and make sure they’re fed, clothed, safe, happy, and loved, and we teach them that gender doesn’t determine what they do or how they act.
Just because I have 2 boys doesn’t mean I don’t get to play babies, cover the house in glitter, or miss out on cuddles, it means I get to be a mum.
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