When I was pregnant I used to think it would be idyllic hanging out at home with babies/ children.
I envisioned lots of crafts, painting, baking, naps on the couch etc, maybe even watching tv while they played.
God, what a wake up call I had. We are out most of every day. I try to go out straight after breakfast and stay out till tea time.
We eat out whenever we can because trying to make food for them is just too challenging. Then they just fling it about the house anyway. Then need to do the clearing up.
Spend 3 mins setting up a craft/activity which they play with for 45 seconds....then 2 mins clearing it away...... x 10
They pull boxes over and scatter things around the house. Piles of washing, boxes of Lego etc, anything. Takes them seconds to do and takes ages to clear up....then they just do it again.
And the cables, Omg the cables. I'm constantly tripping over wires and cables for appliances that they were dragged out from where they are supposed to be. Hair straightners, phone chargers etc.
And the whinging. Omg the whinging. I find it's 100x worse at home.
And if there's more than one, the constant vying for your attention is torture. And you can't win. One of them will feel they got one over on the other and the other will feel hard done by and start that whinging cry.
When out and about I feel there's more to distract them.
In case you can't tell, I hate being at home with them and just get completely overwhelmed.