I love my kids. I really do.
As I was leaving the house to screaming children (“Don’t leave us, Maman!”), the monologue in my head went a bit like that:
“I love you, monkeys, but I’m pretty sure I’ll love you even more after a few hours away from home! I’m not being selfish, neither did I stop loving you. I just need some time for me. Time to chat to other adults, time to laugh, time to eat without anyone on my lap, time to catch up with my girlfriends.” I know, I know, a lot goes on in my head!
The truth is when you have little ones who depend on you, love you, need you, moan at you, get angry at you there is very little time left to think about yourself. You take the kids to the park, you organise play dates, you do crafts with them when they are getting bored, you even jump in muddy puddles with them when it is raining or brave the dreaded soft play area.
You are a super parent.
Who looks after super parents? No one! You have to look after yourself, well… Yourself. You end up feeling down or worse, feeling like a failure. Are you a failure? Probably not, but overactivity, lack of time and sleep deprivation can do nasty things to one’s mind.
By all means, if you find it easy to have that ‘me time’ on a regular basis, do let me know, I would love some tips and advice.
Tonight was one of those rare moments, when all you take as you leave the house is a handbag (no wipes, no nappies, no emergency food or change of clothes) with a book, a camera (cannot live without my one!) and a purse. Not much else. I felt light (probably because my bag was…) and I could not wait to catch up with the girls!
A month or so ago, a few of us decided to have a night out, and we decided to go for sushi near the Southbank centre. South London is so alien to me, I got lost (naturally).
I arrived at Feng Sushi fashionably late (only 15 minutes late, some sort of record for me!) and met with a bunch of giggly girls. Reneé, Fiona and Sam were there already. Louise arrived pretty much at the same time as me. Conversation flowed and we spent the evening laughing or on the verge of laughter (when we were not snorting). There were some pretty serious moments, too and food in between.
We shared some delicious food: Nippon ‘mock duck’ (Inari, spring onion, cucumber and hoisin sauce in pancakes),
prawn gyoza, salmon platter with sashimi,
veg tempura and chicken wings. It was seriously gorgeous food, beautifully presented and tasting fresh and yummy. I had Mochi for dessert, and I have to say I was far from impressed with the rice-based pudding (glue, anyone?).
Here is the best shot (hi Louise!):
Thanks girls for a fab night out, now I shall go home and kiss my children before a good (hopefully) night’s sleep.
Oh wait, Wriggly has just woken up…