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Mums go ‘out out’

So we made it ‘out out’ to quote my mate Micky. But picking a date was ever so tricky.

Organising babysitters, or hubby’s to stay home. So the kids would be safe and we could go out alone.

I try to get ready and curl my wild hair. Do adventurous makeup to add vital flare.

But I look at my shoes, a collection that’s bursting. My past taste in shoes, I’m now desperately cursing.

Why aren’t there more wedges? Or could I wear flats? No I should wear a heel, I’ve decided, that is that!

So I do a test walk, in my old friends ‘high heels’.  I’ve now lost the knack, I require new skills.

My ankle wobbles, I may break my neck…But hey I’m going ‘out out’, I’ll wear them, what the heck!

I wobble to the bar and order my wine. That first sip of grape tastes utterly divine.

It slides down like water, a great wondrous drink. Then my brain starts to change, and I radically think…

I’m 20 again, I can move like the rest. I can shake my booty. Show the youngens who’s best!

But my bum continues wobbling, long after it was shaken. My attempt an epic fail, I fear I was mistaken.

Then dreading morning comes…Who hit me on the head? Or have I reached hell? And am I just dead?

My head is thumping, my kids call my name. What’s that noise I think suddenly? They shout once again.

That’s right I’ve got kids now. Oh sh#t…what to do? I’m going to be sick and I run for the loo.

I need water and paracetamol, with a strong cup of tea. Then I greet the kids zombified as they jump up at me.

“Never again!” I say with such vengeance. While my kids are still young, I’ll skip my independence.

Then just one month later, I’ve forgotten all that pain. My friend suggests a girls night out. I’m up for it again!

Can you relate? Please share in the comments below.

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  • Very true. I like how you have turned it into a poem.

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  • Enjoyable reading here girls!

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  • Was a great read of the realities of balancing parenthood with a social life

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  • This is hilarious. I love it! So very true.

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  • Hahaha! I can sooooo relate! ;)

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  • Ah yes! I must say its been a while though!

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  • Haha this is too funny!! I haven’t yet made it out since the birth of my child but I’m a bit wary..haven’t worn heels in two years so I’ll probably wobble everywhere as well and I’m sure it would only take one wine to make me tipsy and hungover the next day haha!!

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  • I love the great shoe dilemma

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  • Caroline, you certainly have a way with words. Thanks for the giggle. No, sadly I can’t relate to a girls night out, even the P&C meetings I usually have at least some of the kids in tow.


    • oh one day the kids will leave home and then we won’t know what to do with ourselves

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  • I did learn that children and hangovers don’t mix. Kids don’t care what time you got home. They just want you up when they’re up. I think having a child cured me of drinking alcohol, ever.

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  • I ended up dancing till 3 in the morning – the next day was something I can’t really remember. My kids told me I was still functioning. LOL

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  • Excellent – sums going out as a mum perfectly! Too funny

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  • Oh I loved this poem it’s so clever and funny.

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  • I sure can relate. There’s such a huge checklist before leaving the kids,never if it’s with hubby :/

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  • going out

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