I admit it, I’m a control freak, with a hint of OCD. It drives me mad when the kids at school don’t push all their chairs under the desk, or when they put their bags on the desk or chair (they belong on the floor children), and any finger tappers get “the stare!” There’s nothing more annoying than a finger tapper!
Now that O is well into the toddler phase he is increasingly independent, and the most commonly used phrase in our house is “I do it!” As a mum I am delighted to watch O develop, but the control freak part of me isn’t quite as happy and keeps chipping in it’s opinion.
The two voices, the mummy me and control freak me, are always there, whatever we are doing:
Playing Sticker Books
Mummy me: how lovely, O is placing the stickers almost the right way, and tapping them down nicely.
Control Freak me: that’s crap, he’s placed every sticker in the same place, one on top of the other. You need to go and buy your own Peppa Pig sticker book so you can put all the stickers on the right page in the right place, and then never let the kid near it.
Mummy me: it’s fantastic that O is learning all his colours.
Control Freak me: firstly, what the hell has he done to the crayons? They’re all in bits because he keeps throwing them round the room. I don’t know why he insists you colour with him, as soon as he sees you colouring something in he scribbles all over it, ruining your beautiful picture!
Mummy me: a great opportunity to teach O about plants and how they grow.
Control Freak me: what’s on gods earth were you thinking? Toddlers and mud are a recipe for disaster, look at the kitchen floor. And then to make matters worse you gave him a mini watering can, with real water in. Did you really think this would end well?
Mummy me: he looks so grown up sat at the big table, cute.
Control Freak me: yep, and look at him, ruining your good table. There’s a constant crust of weetabix on one end of it, and why do you let him attempt to clean up himself? He rubbing weetabix into your best table, and you’re encouraging him. Idiot!
Mummy me: story time with the little man is fab, great to see his enthusiasm when looking at the pictures.
Control Freak me: do you really have to let him touch the books? Do you want another repeat of what happened to Peek-a-Boo Zoo? Brilliant, that’s another book with a great big tear in it, I did try to warn you.
Mummy me: I used to love playing with Playdoh as a kid, its great to do it now with O.
Control Freak me: Put it away now, NOW! In fact, bin it! You will spend the next week finding tiny pieces of the stuff in the strangest places and if those colours mix I will actually have a meltdown. At least you only let him play with one colour at a time. You do still listen to me a bit!
I manage to keep control freak me in check most of the time, although she is currently winning the paint debate.
Control Freak me: that’s what he goes to nursery for! And haha, I got the last word!