You know you're a mum when....

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When a 10 min shower is considered "me time"

😂

Off you go ladies!! Need a bit of fun this afternoon 👏

For me it's when a trip to Tesco alone is considered me time.. by my dh

You hide behind the loaded clothes airer just to get 5 mins to yourself.

@Basicbitching

For me it's when a trip to Tesco alone is considered me time.. by my dh

Pre-lockdown, my shopping trips often included a coffee in the supermarket costa and a leisurely read, so it did become a bit of me-time!

You understand what your mum meant when she said 'you will understand when you're a parent.'

Taking out the bins is my 'me time'! Nappy bin, food caddy, recycling and kitchen bin gives me a good 5 mins of quality child free time 😂

You see the forecast for warm weather and your first thought is about being able to wash and dry all the bedding/towels in a day!!

Your ‘posh’ bags are full of wet wipes, biscuits and toys.

When you can use a hand dryer in a public loo without fear of your DC screaming in terror at the noise.

(When do they grow out of that, btw? Cause I've been drying wet hands on my jumper for six years and counting and thought we'd be past it by now)

A loaf of bread doesn't last a week.
You start washing and keeping empty margarine tubs.

You hear retching and you immediately cup your hands (not envy).

You always drive with extra carrier bags in case of pukes.

You a scratch your head in the supermarket checkout queue and get a handful of bird poo - then on closer inspection realise that it’s baby muesli - and you don’t really care either way...

When there's cheese in your handbag and you didn't put it there.

@Geppili

You always drive with extra carrier bags in case of pukes.

Oh yes - then find a bag of vomity/mouldy in the boot clothes 6 months later 🤢

@vampirethriller

When there's cheese in your handbag and you didn't put it there.

Or you did....

Ot when you catch yourself in the supermarket holding a large bag of flour or rice in your arms, rocking from side to side...

You're obsessed with the level of support provided by a pair of shoes.

Your car contains the following:

Muddy footprints all over the back of the front seats
Undescribed origin goop on seats. Possibly smooshed in raisins.
Various empty wrappers, McDonald's toys, and always a broken pencil/crayon and a hair elastic.
In the boot: 3 coats (none of which are yours) a fleece blanket (just in case), travel potty/loo roll/wipes/spare nappies.

You no longer smell the ‘fragrance’ of wipes (I remember when I opened the first pack being horrified how they stank out the house)

When you go shopping and can't find anything for yourself, but you come home with stuff for each of the kids.

@AdaThorne it only stops when you start using the hand dryer to prove they're nothing to be frightened of.

when you hear your own voice repeating every mean threat/ bribe your mother said to you that you vowed you would NEVER NEVER say to your children.

After strenuously avoiding all exercise from school onwards taking up running as it becomes a bit of pampering me time when running early mornings at the weekend

You cry at children singing especially Christmas carols !!

. . . And also feeling vaguely unsettled that your own clothes and shoes don't have a sticky label with your name and telephone number on them

You hear someone elses very new baby crying and feel it in your nipples.