Ok so today I realised I have become one of THOSE mothers.
I was at the park this morning for a play date with a group of friends and their kids when DD1 needed to go to the toilet. It wasn't close by and is renowned for drug users leaving paraphernalia so I wanted to check it out before she went in. We were then getting an icy pole as it was a hot day.
She never waits for me no matter what I say, so she took off up a hill. DS was wondering around like he always does trying to keep up while DD2 was staying put at the bottom of the hill asking question after question about what we were doing (I'd told her many times), what about our stuff, why are we going there etc etc. and the baby was in meltdown wanting a feed.
I found myself screaming at DD2 to move it or she'd be in trouble. I felt every eye on me. I wished the ground would swallow me up.
So there I was, an overwrought shouty mother on the 3rd day of school holidays.
I used to run high court appeals and advise top 500 companies on litigation and float strategies. Now I can't even get a 4 year old to hustle for an icy pole.
Anyone else want to share a school holiday moment to make me feel better?