Thursday, December 1, 2011

The dangers of being a "fun mum".

I have been walking around for the past two days with bicycle-riders bum.

I went for a bike ride with Jasper a couple of nights ago, and we ended up at the BMX track.

So, I automatically slip into "fun mum" mode, and proceeded to follow Jasper over the jumps, even got a little bit of "air" as I was jumping (are you visualising a voluptuous mumma on her little black retro bike, with a roller derby helmet, trying to jump her bike (and her own weight) over the BMX jumps after her 5 year old son? You know it! I'm cool! P)

But Cadel Evans I'm not, and the next day I woke up very saddle sore.

As I walked around like a cowboy with hemorrhoids, gingerly sitting down, alternating cheeks, I wondered, "Why do I keep doing this to myself?"

Is being a "fun-mum" worth it?

I thought of all the other scenarios that I had gotten myself into lately:

- Art angst: When you spend three days trying to get paint out of your hair after you used acrylic paint, not poster paint, for the afternoon painting session.

- Trampoline tight spot: It's not really a great idea for a woman who has had two children and is a little neglectful of her pelvic floor exercises, to jump on the trampoline with her kids.

- Cubby house collapse: Why do I keep crawling into these hazardous buildings my children and I make? My kids can get in and out of there no problems, but when I enter, I take out one (or more) of the supporting chairs and end up garroting myself on the roof sheet!

- Hide and seek heart attack: When your child finds a really good hiding spot, and you get more and more anxious as the time ticks by and you still haven't found them. You're about to start screaming hysterically, "WHERE ARE YOU!?" When they pop out of the dirty clothes basket gleefully yelling, "You couldn't find me mummy!!"

- Sparkle psychosis: The slow and degenerative madness you find yourself spiraling into as you keep finding glitter around the house, on the cat, on your face, in your cereal after a moment of craft weakness, where you caved in and let the kids use glitter.

So, I ask again ... Is being a "fun mum" worth it?

Of course it is! I may be a little masochistic and slightly mad, but all of my fun-mum follies are definitely worth it!

Are you a "fun mum"? Do you get yourself into these situations?


Yvette @ Delightfully Tacky said...

Wow you definately are a Fun Mum!! I am not such a fun mum.. I have all the intentions but never go through with it.
My new years resolution for my lil squirts is to make more of an effort to get them out and about and creating more things!! I don't want to resent the precious time I spend with them!
Keep up the Fun Mum!! The pain is worth the smiles on their faces!!

Karen@cupandsaucer said...

Great post! You've got it all going on! Hope you recover quickly

Melissa Jane said...

I agree - it is worth it. Those are the moments the kids will remember.

SportyMummy said...

I've been there with the bike butt and the rushing off the trampoline mid-bounce to change my undies. I've even let the kids use face-paint on my face and gotten almost stuck in a maccas playground.....What memories are made of! Good on you!

Voluptacon said...

Haha. Thanks guys, good to know that it's not just utter stupidity that keeps me doing it :P

Lisa Jay (family. lifestyle. photography) said...

Yes to all of it. You just described my life. Except that these days the glitter has run out & I'll be honest, I don't want to buy any more. You made me laugh about the hide & seek anxiety moments. My kids also have them when they can't find me too & end up distraught, but if I find an easy spot they say "mum!! that was too easy!!" ... can not win!

Miss Cinders said...

Bahahahaha your poor bits! I can only imagine!... Really I can lol I haven't ever owned a bike, so never been riding with the kids.

I'm sitting here right now looking at tinsel bits on the floor... before I opened your blog page I was thinking "Donna don't get the glitter out these holidays" lol Yanno I might stick with that lol

We haven't had a trampoline for years. I used to jump when the bigger kids were little all the time. I L.O.V.E.D the tramp!!

Our thing seems to be glue. Glue ends up on everything. Even stuff that was in another room. I dunno, what's up with that?

Stay being a fun Mum, they will remember it and love that you were :)