I have just been over to Sleepless Nights giggling away as I generally do when I read anything Veronica has written.. I wonder where she got that sense of humour from hmmm??? Anyway Veronica was writing about routine and predictability and stuff assosciated with living with a tyrant umm I mean a toddler.
one comment was:-"Yep,the routine is inevitable..and how we will wish for it when they are all grown up!
What???? No way Lady! I certainly don't... No! No! No!
I don't miss having toddlers at all..I don't miss the sleepless nights or the nappies. I don't miss the massive amounts of washing or trying to shake a toddler off my leg so I can go to the toilet alone..I don't miss the fear when they are ill. You know that overwhelming feeling of impending doom at 3 am when you have a small child who is ill.. Nope I certainly don't miss that one at all.. I don't miss the isolation of being the only breastfeeding mother trying to live an alternative lifestyle in a small very conservative rural community. I don't miss the overwhelming loneliness I felt at all.. Not one bit...
I had started to write how I felt in Veronica's comments when I thought that I would write about it here instead..
I love being a grandmother. It is heaps more fun than being the mother..