Well, there's a bunch of these videos up on youtube about what makes people get out of bed every day.
Hey, I bitch and I moan and I whine because my little daughter (3) Sausage often comes in at six and yanks open my eyes and says, "Mummy, it's morning time!"
And I try to stop saying "FFFFFFUUUUUUCKKKK," and instead I say, "Yeah, isn't that great?"
And sometimes I get her into bed with me and we manage to nap for a quarter of an hour and sometimes I force myself to get up. But I can honestly say that she and her sister Scarlett are what get me up in the morning, and more than that, they are my reason for living. And although I always complain about them, I always do, I sometimes think, what would my life be without those kids? Without their smiles? Without their pictures that they draw for me and bring home from school:
Well, the answer is, life would be quieter, less chaotic, sure, but it would also be emptier.
Hey, I might act like a hard bitch, but underneath it all I'm soft like a marshmallow. And I might not always show it, but you kids are my first, my last, my everything, my past, my future, the greatest things that ever happened to me and the things I love the best.
Who am I? Displaced Londoner now living in the States with my two little girlies and long suffering husband. Co-author of hilarious parenting book Cocktails at Naptime www.cocktailsatnaptime.com
My mom's an Austrian, my dad's a Brit, which makes me a Britaustrian, or possibly an Austrish?