A tubthumping Mother’s Day

Mother’s Day when you are a Mama to small children, just another day in the tub thumping turmoil of poo, washing, snack times and demands.

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Mother’s Day in our household was seeming like an ordinary day. Hubs was having a lie in and I was going about my normal motherly , housewife duties when this just hit me.

Seeing fellow mummies share posts of breakfast in bed and showered with gifts (shame on me for having my birthday 6 days prior) I felt compelled to start writing.

And so a tubthumping Mother’s Day was born. Read this to the tune of Tubthumping by Chumbawamba. A hit with anyone old enough to remember the 90’s. Even better, pop the tune on in the background whilst you read my ‘alternative’ lyrics. I hope it brings a smile to your face.

Tubthumping – Chumbawamba

 A Tubthumping Mother’s Day

We’ll be singing, coz we’re women, we’ll be singing.

I get no sleep, I get up in the night, I’ve got a toddler who’s screaming “Milk!”
I get no sleep, but I get up at dawn, I ain’t never gonna lie in late!
I get him milk, but he won’t go to sleep, he wants to come and sleep in my bed.
I bring him in, but he won’t go to sleep, he wants the television on instead!

Wishing my life away…..tomorrows another day.

I change a wet nappy
I change a pooey nappy
I feed the toddler
I feed the pussy cats
I check my Facebook reminds me of the good times
I check my Instagram reminds me of the better times.

Ohhh…mummy I…mummy I..want my Paw Patrolllllll!!!!!!

I get back up and I sit down again….you won’t ever let me stay sat down!
I get your yoghurt….and then I get your drink
I’m feeling like some sort of waitress now
I get no tips
I get more whining
And Daddy is god knows where right now!
I’m thinking tea and something nice to eat
But I’ll just have to make my own in this house!

Putting the toys awayyyy
Putting the toys awayyyy

I clean the litter tray
I clean the bottles
I put the laundry on
I get the hoover out
I check my Facebook reminds me of the good times
I check my Instagram reminds me of the better times.

Don’t cry for me, it will soon be Fathers Day 😜

I get back up, and I sit down again….you won’t ever let me stay sat down.
I get some food
The cats done a poo
Will I ever get to finish my mouth
I sip my drink
And it’s gone cold again
I may just as well be nil by mouth
I get no break and then I hear hubs say,
Wish Mummy Happy Mothers Day!

Until next time…..

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12 thoughts on “A tubthumping Mother’s Day

  1. I’m so glad I came back over to your blog, what a funny post and sooo true!! I swear my kids wait until my bum hits the sofa just so they can ask for some tat or other. It’s why my knees are shot to bits!

    1. Honestly! It’s like they think you should look busy all the time. Some some sort of tight arse boss that wants to make sure he’s getting his moneys worth out of you. My previous “job” was very similar. If you’ve finished your work you can always do expiry date checking or clean and rearrange the shelves. LOL.


  2. This is brilliant!! I think you need to have words with your husband though. Surely you should have had the lie-in and not him?!

    Thank you for linking up to #KCACOLS and I hope to see you back again on Sunday x

    1. My thoughts exactly. Although to be fair to him, he had a rare night getting up with the Georgeous instead of me and he needed his rest in prep for a three hour drive to our holiday destination the next day. Can’t have it all I spose 😜 He got me a lovely card and mug. 😍


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