8 September 2012
Mothers hard at work
We wake up in the morning with a smile on our face, constantly today we won't slow our working pace. Get the kids up for school, on the way get some car fuel. Drop the kids off hurray, I can finally start my day. Cleaning up around the house, whilst having to stay as quiet as a mouse. Husband sleeps in bed, he has a bad head. Dusting, polishing everywhere, hoovering in every direction- I really don't care. Wash and iron clothes, sitting down is what I loathe. Waiting around for husband, I feel like I'm the only works on land. Quick look at the time, have to pick the kids up in five. Zoom Sophie to dancing, really they are just prancing. Straight after James to football, answer the phone my husband calls. Moaning he has a bad head, I ignore everything he said. Finally back home, quick answer the phone. Cook the children tea, picking them up in a three. Constantly non-stop, I can't even glance at the clock. Feed the dogs, whilst scaring garden frogs. Put the kids to bed, now I have a bad head. Finally I sit down, with a huge frown. Straight away I fall asleep, but then the alarm beeps.
Mothers Hard At Work • Opuss № I