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Cantcopesville – (pron: cant-copes-ville)
Where you go when you just can’t cope… with anything other than the daily grind. It isn’t exclusive to parents, it welcomes anyone who feels that their daily routine, has been…. enough.
In my case, another day of tantrums, demands, dirty nappies, entertaining, pacifying, feeding, naps, fighting over who has the remote control car, who gets the ’big’ teddy, who plays with the push chair, who wants what for lunch, where’s the princess plate, and ”why CAN’T I wear my sandals in
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December?????”
The ’its not fairs, and the ’Its MY turn’s’…… Are….Enough!
The washing, the ironing, the cleaning, the cooking of meals that they wont eat, cooking a separate meal for you and the husband, more cleaning, tidying the toy bomb that has gone off all over the house, the bath and bedtime struggle where your patience is so stretched, if you have to ask them to clean their teeth more than twice, you do so through gritted teeth with a voice that sounds like an Ork from Lord of the Rings!!!
Its enough.
So when it hits 8pm and
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the kids are FINALLY in bed. You enter ’zombie’ mode.
Total. Zone. Out.
Any thoughts that you may have had earlier in the day about doing post kids bed time… Are just void. All the ’I’ll look at that later’…. ’I’ll reply to those 50 whatsapps later’…. and ’I am totally going to do that ironing when the kids are in bed’ just vanish! That’s if you even remember them at all. To even have the brain power to recall these thoughts is a bonus. Any attempts your partner may try in conversing with you will just be met by a grunt, or a look
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that says ’unless the question is ”how much wine would you like?” don’t even open your mouth!!’
THIS is Cantcopesville.
There is no talking in Cantcopesville.
There are no making future plans, or using brain power in Cantcopesville.
There is no physical activity or chores of ANY kind in Cantcopesville.
And…where diets are concerned, all bets are OFF!!
In Cantcopesville there is utter silence, mind-numbing crap TV, social media surfing while ignoring all texts/whatsapps/phonecalls, junk food of all descriptions, and enormous cups of tea
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and/or goblets of wine!
Actually…. When I put it like that…. It sounds bloody brilliant!!!Who’s joining me?!
P.S. Be warned, Cantcopesville can be infiltrated by the occasional screaming baby/child who isn’t sleepy/needs a wee/wants one more story/heard a noise etc….so my advice is… neck the wine while you can!!
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Mum bore - 5 Feb 17
Cantcopesville – (pron: cant-copes-ville)
Where you go when you just can’t cope… with anything other than the daily grind. It isn’t exclusive to parents, it welcomes anyone who feels that their daily routine, has been…. enough.
In my case, another day of tantrums, demands, dirty nappies, entertaining, pacifying, feeding, naps, fighting over who has the remote control car, who gets the ‘big’ teddy, who plays with the push chair, who wants what for lunch, where’s the princess plate, and “why CAN’T I wear my sandals in December?????”
The ‘its not fairs, and the ‘Its MY turn’s’…… Are….Enough!
The washing, the ironing, the cleaning, the cooking of meals that they wont eat, cooking a separate meal for you and the husband, more cleaning, tidying the toy bomb that has gone off all over the house, the bath and bedtime struggle where your patience is so stretched, if you have to ask them to clean their teeth more than twice, you do so through gritted teeth with a voice that sounds like an Ork from Lord of the Rings!!!
Its enough.
So when it hits 8pm and the kids are FINALLY in bed. You enter ‘zombie’ mode.
Total. Zone. Out.
Any thoughts that you may have had earlier in the day about doing post kids bed time… Are just void. All the ‘I’ll look at that later’…. ‘I’ll reply to those 50 whatsapps later’…. and ‘I am totally going to do that ironing when the kids are in bed’ just vanish! That’s if you even remember them at all. To even have the brain power to recall these thoughts is a bonus. Any attempts your partner may try in conversing with you will just be met by a grunt, or a look that says ‘unless the question is “how much wine would you like?” don’t even open your mouth!!’
THIS is Cantcopesville.
There is no talking in Cantcopesville.
There are no making future plans, or using brain power in Cantcopesville.
There is no physical activity or chores of ANY kind in Cantcopesville.
And…where diets are concerned, all bets are OFF!!
In Cantcopesville there is utter silence, mind-numbing crap TV, social media surfing while ignoring all texts/whatsapps/phonecalls, junk food of all descriptions, and enormous cups of tea and/or goblets of wine!
Actually…. When I put it like that…. It sounds bloody brilliant!!!Who’s joining me?!
P.S. Be warned, Cantcopesville can be infiltrated by the occasional screaming baby/child who isn’t sleepy/needs a wee/wants one more story/heard a noise etc….so my advice is… neck the wine while you can!!
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