I Just Had To Push It

Today’s Mantra: I think I can, I think I can

I spent an amazing morning by the ocean getting some exercise, getting the kids out and upholding my daily walk bargain with my dogs (they promised not to bark any more if I did).

We walked.

We talked.

We played.


I was pretty happy with the way the day was going.


We got home, I made Leo some lunch, I put him down. I read my book, Julian watched some TV.

Then Leo woke up.

He wanted to be held. If he wasn’t, he screamed the place down. After half an hour of not being able to achieve anything, I thought what the hell, I’ll throw the kids in the pram again and get the stuff from the shops I need.

The mistake was putting both of them in there. I haven’t done it in a while. Their combined weight total is 25kgs. As I left the house I realised my mistake as I strained to move it but I’d gone to the effort of getting them strapped in and out the door. I’d push through.

Sometimes it’s best to go with your first instinct. A trip to the shops is a half hour round trip and there is a hill.  A big one. On the way back we stopped on that hill, in fact half way up the hill, for a very long time. I didn’t know how I was possibly going to push anymore. It was mental strength, not physical that got me there.

Now my back hurts, my shoulders ache and my arms want to be left alone. Also I’ve wiped any energy reserves I’ve had left.

The silver lining? I have a three year old asleep and a nine month old who is now inexplicably happy to play by himself and let me complain write.

I think I’m retiring the double pram, at least for trips longer than five minutes!





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