The half an hour tidy workout!

Mum life tends to mean, 1079839 things to do and about 22 seconds to do so. The juggle is constant, and I frequently feel like I need to compromise on one thing in order to have another.

Its exhausting!

So the other day I devised a sneaky plan to try and conquer two things at once. I tried not to say it out loud, or mention the plan in case the mothering gods made sure it didn't happen. And my wonderful parents had Mr.3 for half an hour while Mr.8months slept and I set to work.

I call it,

The super sonic, 30minutes, super clean, super sweaty work out. 

Its got a nice ring to it, hey?

So, this is how my living area looked

Its looked better, and its looked worse. So I decided in my half an hour I would to a general tidy of these rooms, the kids rooms and the bathroom. Which I did. Then I put on a load of washing and folded the dry load of washing and put it away. I did the dishes, I wiped the benches and I dusted. It took me 26minutes but it made a difference to how my house looked and of course my general sanity.

Its not a huge difference! but things looked tidier and I felt a little more in control of my own life.

And the sweaty workout?

For  every thing I put away in a cupboard I did 5 squats
For every thing I picked up off the floor I did a pushup
I jogged on the spot while I folded the washing
For every adult piece of clothing I folded, I did 2 squat jumps
For every baby piece of clothing I folded, I did 2 bench push ups
each toy off the floor I put away individually so I had to walk back and forth
For every dish I put away I counted and did a plank for that long at the end.

I did 30 squats, 22 pushups, 44 jump squats, 18 bench push ups, a 48 second plank and I did 1200 steps and burnt 138 calories!

So in half an hour, I did a quick clean of my house, I did a small work out and I felt my sanity somewhat return.

Oh and a quick extra tip?

Burn a candle, it looks good, it hides the musty odours and if you have guests pop in? It make it looks like you've got your shit life together.

How do you juggle the constant demands of motherhood?

The 4pm curse

I have two wonderful, beautiful boys. They are really good kids! E is so clever, he is always learning and absolutely loves to be busy. He really is a great toddler. And O is just as relaxed, he just kicks and smiles and takes it all in...

...and then 4pm hits. What is it with the afternoon? As your trying to tie up the day, cook dinner and get organised, suddenly my children are overtaken by the devil.

They cry (alot!) E screams and throws tantrums and just generally gets up to no good. Now dont get me wrong, im well aware this is a common occurrence but wow its tough! By the time Mr.T walks through the door in a stressed out mess covered in spaghetti sauce and snot. How lucky is he?

What time do your kids hit devils hour?

A small introduction

Please welcome to the world our new tiny creation Oscar.

He entered this crazy world on May 28th at 09:42 Weighing 8lbs 1oz.

I shall post a more detailed birth story at a later date but for now I just wanted to introduce him. He is the most relaxed baby i've ever had the pleasure of meeting and he is all mine! And Mr.T's of course. He sleeps like an absolute angel at night, sleeping from 10pm through to 6-7am then having a quick feed and heading back for another 3 or 4 hours. Considering my 3 year old has only just started doing this it is a welcome surprise. 

However he does not sleep during the day, rather he cat naps. Which isn't such a bad thing, he is happy to be awake watching the world go around.

He comes to uni with me during the week, I only have 3 weeks left of class and in a group of almost midwives, he is shared around the room happily until he decides he is hungry.

His brother is absolutely besotted with him. My heart grows daily watching the love the share together already. It is beyond anything I could have ever imagined. E is constantly helping me with Oscar, getting him nappies and replacing his dummy when it falls out and making him smile every chance he gets. Oscar just follows E around the room, smiling and babbling at him the whole time. It is just the best.

I feel full of love and happiness, I cannot take the smile off my face. 11 weeks later I'm still beyond smitten with my incredible little family.

That is not to say there aren't hard moments. There are days where I doubt everything, when Mr.T comes home to a bundle of tears and mess. But these days make the easy days so much more wonderful. And I shall share all of these highs and lows with you. 

How did you find the transition from one baby to two?