We all know the equation for a poorly baby, right?

Poorly baby = Baby not wanting to be out down

Baby not wanting to be put down = Mummy’s hands full

Mummy’s hands full = Shit not getting done

Need some superpowers right about now please.


When you have a newborn you become quite an expert at doing things with one hand and a teeny tiny baby in the other. You relish in your new-found skills and seek challenges to test your abilities.  Applying make-up, no problem, making a cuppa, easy.  But those skills are time limited.  In case you didn’t know, babies don’t stay tiny.  They get bigger, heavier, wrigglier.  Sometimes they attempt to dive out of your arms for no apparent reason and you need lightning reflexes for the catch.  You no longer have a free arm.  Add to the equation a bigger child to look after too and you will soon learn your limitations.  Supermum I am not!

I can’t play Lego with the big one when holding the little one.  As much as he begs me to.  I can stick in a Disney DVD and watch it for the fourth time that day.

I can’t prepare a healthy snack of sliced apples and satsumas for the big one.  I can feel the judgement of Annabel Karmel when I give him his bag of chocolate coins from his Christmas stash.

I can pace back and forth with the little one, singing, rocking, and doing whatever it takes to get him to have some much-needed sleep, for as long as it takes.  I can’t stop the woman wanting to ask me if I would like to make a monthly donation to charity, hammering on the door as if she was being chased by an axe murderer, the very minute I the little one falls asleep in my arms.

can breathe a sigh of relief when the little one stays asleep and hiss at the big one to stay away from the window and pretend we are not in.  I can’t stop this annoying woman pressing her nose against the window and having a second go at hammering the door down.

I can open the door with the little one (by some miracle) still asleep in my arms, and shout in a whisper at the annoying woman some deranged ramblings from a very sleep deprived Mummy.  I can’t apologise enough to the neighbours who got an eyeful of me in my PJ’s and bed head when I did so.  At two in the afternoon.

can’t make the big one sausages and mash as requested.  I can shove some left over spag-bol in the microwave for him. At least he gets to eat.  I can’t say the same for me.

I can’t hold in the contents of my bladder all day.  At some point I do have to pee.  I Can’t do this whilst holding the little one. I can put him in his cot to scream whilst I run next door to the bathroom singing wheels on the bus at the top of my voice the whole time.

can’t look at the mountain of washing that is building without feeling mild heart palpitations.  I can tell the big one he can have a PJ day tomorrow so the mountain doesn’t get any bigger.

can’t  prepare dinner for my husband when he gets home.  Hell I can’t even say I’ll be showered or dressed.  I Can say I will be very pleased to see him.  I need the extra pair of hands!

Normal service shall be resumed once the little one’s antibiotics kick in.  Please note, no children were neglected during the stint of this illness.  They were very much loved and cared for.  We just had to make a few compromises.  Because I’m not Supermum, I’m just a regular mum doing my best.  TV and chocolate will get us through!

Nothing to see here Annabel.  Not least any Mum of the Year awards!
Nothing to see here Annabel. Not least any Mum of the Year awards!

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21 Comments on Where’s Supermum when you need her?

  1. Words & Ryme
    January 23, 2016 at 12:49 am (12 months ago)

    Chocolate is always the answer, unless there is cake!

  2. Sharon Saunders
    July 11, 2015 at 6:12 am (2 years ago)

    Love the honesty of this post – find me a mum who hasn’t done the chocolate and TV thing! Lol glad little one is better now.
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    • Claire
      July 12, 2015 at 10:01 am (2 years ago)

      Thanks 🙂

  3. Carry On Katy
    March 27, 2015 at 9:22 am (2 years ago)

    Oh!! I have just woken up to the POX!!! On the first day of the Easter holidays. The 5 yr old is infected…and I just know that the little one will get it too.
    So I am with you! I am going leg it to Asda and buy loads of drugs, sweets and entertainment (plus a shed load of wine) as it looks as though I shall spend the next week barricaded in doors picking scabs off my kids.
    So happy I found this post today….it shall guide me through the dark road ahead!!xxx

    • Claire
      March 27, 2015 at 11:07 am (2 years ago)

      OMG Cabin Fever. Good luck. Get some chocolate to go with that wine! Hope you don’t get to demented with Cbeebies overdose!

  4. Spidermummy
    January 14, 2015 at 8:30 pm (2 years ago)

    Well said lovely! Glad to see from above that little one is better, but it’s bloody hard when they’re poorly and you have to juggle like that isn’t it xx

    • Lifeloveanddirtydishes
      January 17, 2015 at 11:47 am (2 years ago)

      When the big one is poorly he just kind of flakes on the sofa with a blanket and watches movies. I had forgotten how hard it is when babies are poorly!

  5. Victoria Welton
    January 11, 2015 at 12:17 am (2 years ago)

    Chocolate and TV definitely make the world go round. It is so hard when they are poorly – I had a rule that everything else would wait, because it does! I hope all is well soon. Welcome to #PoCoLo, thanks for linking and hope to see you again x

    • Lifeloveanddirtydishes
      January 13, 2015 at 10:05 am (2 years ago)

      Normal service has resumed and the rule book is back in play!

  6. Mummy Fever
    January 9, 2015 at 2:27 pm (2 years ago)

    All we can do is make it up as we go along and do our best -you are just fine 🙂

    • Lifeloveanddirtydishes
      January 9, 2015 at 4:13 pm (2 years ago)

      Thanks. Hate it when the kids are poorly. My eldest is 5 and I had forgotten (blocked it out!) how hard it is when babies are poorly.

  7. Katy {What Katy Said}
    January 9, 2015 at 1:08 pm (2 years ago)

    Chocolate and TV is the best plan. All of us are the same but the fact we keep going does indeed make us all super! x

    • Lifeloveanddirtydishes
      January 9, 2015 at 4:11 pm (2 years ago)

      Another pair of hands to hold the baby whilst I pee would be really handy though! 😉

  8. Yvette @ BigTrouble
    January 9, 2015 at 12:56 pm (2 years ago)

    Honestly, when my little boy is ill, I never cope or achieve ANYTHING so to me, you are totally supermum for managing two kiddies in this situation, however many chocolate coins you hand out. Oh, and that’s very true that it used to be a lot easier to do things one-handed when they were tiny – I could apply make-up whilst holding a sleeping infant – that is definitely off the cards with a 1 year old! Hope your little one is better soon 🙂

  9. ilovemummymost
    January 9, 2015 at 12:04 pm (2 years ago)

    Brilliant post! I think we have all been there at some point and I can def relate to the hiding from the front door – and the mountain of washing (although we always have a mountain of washing!!) X #PoCoLo

    • Lifeloveanddirtydishes
      January 9, 2015 at 4:17 pm (2 years ago)

      Why do people knock so loudly?! And I don’t think I will ever see the bottom of my laundry basket again. Sigh!

  10. karengribbon
    January 9, 2015 at 11:56 am (2 years ago)

    It’s never easy – ever. But focussing on the ‘cans’ is the best way forward. Hope the little one gets better soon. Hi from Northern Ireland 🙂

  11. gluestickmum
    January 7, 2015 at 8:35 pm (2 years ago)

    I hope the little one gets well soon. But a stint of DVDs, pjs and chocolates sounds good to me!
    Bloody annoying woman though. Even if you didn’t feel like Superwoman you did have an arch nemesis.

    • Lifeloveanddirtydishes
      January 9, 2015 at 12:01 pm (2 years ago)

      I know, I couldn’t believe she was actually peering through my window! The nerve!


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