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For those of you deep in the twilight world of nappies, feeds and snatches of sleep, you can only dream of (if given any opportunity to be asleep long enough to dream) the time when your children have a little independence. When they can nip to the loo without you needing to take them (plus push chair, other small children and 5 bags of shopping). When they can make their own breakfast and even, yes trust me on this, a cup of tea for you. When they will leave you to have a Sunday lie-in (because they are watching stupid videos on Youtube that you
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expressly told them not to watch or you would ban the television). When you are sitting around in the kitchen just waiting for one of them to get out of bed so you can get on with your day.
It felt like an awfully long way off 14 years ago. My generation of mothers didn’t have the social media support network that thrives and sometimes overwhelms now. It didn’t have much of an opportunity to ask advice on Facebook forums, read countless blogs on teething or trawl through Instagram for non plastic, educational heirloom toy inspiration. It was
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actually rather lonely. Even more so for me because after my first child I went straight back to work. Literally. I had the ’weekend to recover’ as an old client of mine magnanimously stated. But that’s a whole other blog post.
The point is, as much as I nostalgically love the parenting influencers of today I am still searching for my online tribe. The people like me who are knocking on the door of fifty, missing their best Chanel red lipstick (daughter’s bedroom I suspect), trying not to freak out about contraband vodka at an underage party and
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looking for teen clothes that aren’t slutty, expensive, badly made or from a shocking sweat shop. Where are you my friends?
@brazier.lucy
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Lucy Brazier - 12 Nov 18
For those of you deep in the twilight world of nappies, feeds and snatches of sleep, you can only dream of (if given any opportunity to be asleep long enough to dream) the time when your children have a little independence. When they can nip to the loo without you needing to take them (plus push chair, other small children and 5 bags of shopping). When they can make their own breakfast and even, yes trust me on this, a cup of tea for you. When they will leave you to have a Sunday lie-in (because they are watching stupid videos on Youtube that you expressly told them not to watch or you would ban the television). When you are sitting around in the kitchen just waiting for one of them to get out of bed so you can get on with your day.
It felt like an awfully long way off 14 years ago. My generation of mothers didn’t have the social media support network that thrives and sometimes overwhelms now. It didn’t have much of an opportunity to ask advice on Facebook forums, read countless blogs on teething or trawl through Instagram for non plastic, educational heirloom toy inspiration. It was actually rather lonely. Even more so for me because after my first child I went straight back to work. Literally. I had the ‘weekend to recover’ as an old client of mine magnanimously stated. But that’s a whole other blog post.
The point is, as much as I nostalgically love the parenting influencers of today I am still searching for my online tribe. The people like me who are knocking on the door of fifty, missing their best Chanel red lipstick (daughter’s bedroom I suspect), trying not to freak out about contraband vodka at an underage party and looking for teen clothes that aren’t slutty, expensive, badly made or from a shocking sweat shop. Where are you my friends?
@brazier.lucy
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