The absurdity of it all

I was cleaning up the post lunch carnage today when I realised that I was casually eating bits of pulped croissant out of the high chair without a care in the world. This seemed totally normal – every parent does it right? Until I stopped to think about what I was actually doing.  What the hell has happened? I’ve crossed over into that world where it’s ok to eat half chewed morsels of food off the floor/chair/curtain.  I’m not even certain when it happened, it’s crept in by stealth culminating in me unconsciously gobbling second hand French pastry with abandon.

The Absurdity Of It All


It got me thinking about the sometimes absurdity of mamahood and other situations I’ve found myself in or things I’ve found myself doing since becoming a mum.  Here’s a few (they’re mostly gross, sorry):

  • Going to the toilet in public with the cubicle door open because there was no room for the pram and she screamed if I left her line of vision for a second.
  • Crying hysterically because I dropped my last breast pad down the toilet.
  • Going to the toilet with baby attached to my breast because it was a choice to either wet myself or endure a screaming fit from a zoned out latched on newborn.
  • Flashing the window cleaner, Hermes delivery man, my neighbour, pretty much everyone while breastfeeding and not batting an eye lid. My boobs didn’t feel like mine at that point so the odd nipple slip really didn’t concern me.
  • Wiping snot, dribble, sick on the nearest piece of fabric; usually my sleeve.
  • My breast pad working its way out of my bra and top at work – not a good look.
  • Singing any/every nursery rhyme to a child on the brink of complete melt down at the checkout in Aldi AND asking the cashier to join in (this is def not in their job description).
  • Changing the shittiest of shitty nappies on a pub bench next to people trying to enjoy a drink. To be fair this wasn’t my fault – the pub had no baby change facilities.  At least I did it outside!

High chair grazing

Without a child these actions are unacceptable but put a baby in your arms and it’s ok to be a little bit feral and act inappropriately in public.  I’m planning to enjoy it while it lasts and am  wondering how long I can get away with this, quite frankly, disgusting behaviour.  What is the time limit?  When your child reaches a certain age do you have to start acting with the decorum that society expects again?  Will someone let me know or will respectability creep up on me too?

I’d love to hear about the bonkers predicaments you have found yourself in or the crazy stuff you have done since becoming a parent.  Leave me a comment – the grosser the better!

Now then, I’m feeling a bit peckish – I wonder what the high chair has to offer this evening?

Speak soon

Kat x


  1. January 12, 2017 / 11:03 pm

    Omg…hahaha. I loved your post! The things I did. A nasty habit was I would grab my boobs to check if I was leaking or making sure the breast pad was still in place. I did this at work, in front of my employees. And once a guest (I managed a restaurant). Out of tiredness, habit and it was past my time to pump. Sigh.

  2. January 15, 2017 / 8:20 pm

    All of these sounded perfectly acceptable to me – I guess that’s a sign that I should be considering the time limit on the acceptability too! My son is closing in on 3 now though, I suspect I passed it a little while ago! Thanks for joining us at #SharingtheBlogLove

  3. January 15, 2017 / 9:40 pm

    Oh this made me giggle, I often find myself eating cold left over fish finger!? Why oh why?? I also leave the door open in toilets!! #sharethebloglove

  4. January 16, 2017 / 1:15 pm

    Yes, this has been my life for over 4 years now. I long for a time when its not! Thank you for joining us at #SharingtheBlogLove x

  5. January 19, 2017 / 10:21 am

    Wow, yes I’ve done most of these. And i’m SO glad you posted about going to a public toilet and leaving the cubicle door open, that was a particularly low moment after I had followed someone around the shopping centre asking if I could possibly have the key for the disabled to be ignored. I wasn’t disabled, I just had a pram! And I can add one, as I type I may well have both baby poo and baby vomit on my clothes. I should change.. I will in a minute…

    • January 19, 2017 / 11:57 am

      Thanks for reading. Public toilets with a baby are the worst! No point in changing because as soon as you do they will vom on you again – such joy! x

  6. January 19, 2017 / 12:03 pm

    haha, brilliant post! It’s so true tho!!! I’m always covered in some sort of bodily fluid. It’s funny how you go from thinking these are the grossest things to not having a care in the world! #SharingTheBlogLove

    • January 19, 2017 / 12:33 pm

      Thanks for reading Lucy. I found something crusty on my shoulder this morning at work – oh well won’t be the last time! x

      • January 19, 2017 / 1:16 pm

        hahaha. I take my daughter to work with me and we were in a meeting the other day and she just spat food up all over me. I didn’t even bat an eyelid, I’m so used to it now!!

  7. January 19, 2017 / 2:26 pm

    hahaha… the side of motherhood that no one talks about, enjoyed reading this #sharingthebloglove

  8. January 19, 2017 / 3:53 pm

    This takes me back. Little Man is four now and things like this happen less frequently. I promise it doesn’t last forever! 🙂 #sharingthebloglove

    • January 19, 2017 / 4:24 pm

      Thanks – good to know! To be honest I’m not sure there is much left that would phase me now ha ha! x

  9. January 19, 2017 / 6:39 pm

    Haha! How true! Oh the joys of motherhood

  10. January 19, 2017 / 8:27 pm

    Yes I remember breaking out into Peppa Pig! Many a time. #SharingtheBlogLove

  11. January 20, 2017 / 7:19 pm

    Being a mother really is a disgusting job. All those kisses with snotty nosed and drooling kids would have totally freaked me out pre-kids, now it’s just nice that they’re showing you affection and not wiping said snot up your trouser leg x

  12. January 23, 2017 / 12:56 pm

    This is my life! I constantly have snot or dribble on me, have an audience when I go to the loo or shower. Gone are the days when you could do anything in peace! #SharingtheBlogLove

  13. Dave - Dad's Turn
    January 23, 2017 / 5:55 pm

    Great post! It’s totally acceptable. Would be wasteful to leave it otherwise. It’s also probably not the worst thing we do as parents

    • January 23, 2017 / 7:32 pm

      Super to know that dads do it too! I’m going to try and market high chair grazing as the next fad diet… eating crusty left overs will make you slim (not)!

  14. January 24, 2017 / 3:02 pm

    I usually use their sleeve in favour of mine. 😛 #sharingtheblogginglove

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