She is back

She is back. The woman, lover and mother just trying to keep up the buffalo stance is barefoot and pregnant no more. Six months into maternity leave with my last contribution to society and I am raring to face the world again. This confident woman about Croydon is ready to conquer the work life balance with elegance and grace even with an extra 10lbs in my jeans (wish me luck with that) . Now seriously this is no joke people. Fast approaching is my 31st birthday and I am still yet to be the established yummy mummy that I am supposed to be. Granted the rollercoaster of family life alongside a credit crunch or two has not helped the grey hair situation around here but I think I’m going to give this yummy business one last go. Flawless school runs and skyscraper heels are waiting for me. I can smell them or is that youngest sons burnt toast? Either way I will be the ‘weetabix smeared mother’ no more! I have decided to tackle Project Yummy 2013 head on. There is no point in beating around the bush. The first step towards yummydom has to be a new and improved school run image. Obviously this will take some work! The Man has dropped Darling daughter and Youngest son on route to work and Baby is sleeping soundly. Herein lies the perfect opportunity to glam ones self with minimal distraction. I decide to stick on some music - after all no dramatic transformation can be made without a suitable soundtrack, right? An hour later and I am still knee deep in old cd’s. My enthusiasm momentarily interrupted by tunes I have not heard in ages, I wallow in childfree nostalgia. Just as I think I have found ‘the’ music to transform to… Baby wakes! Strolling down the hall I glance at my watch, in my old school revival I hadn’t realised the time. Only ten minutes to get to the playground! Grabbing keys and Baby I glance down at my maternity leggings covered in a fetching shade of weetabix crust. Guess there’s always tomorrow….