The getting ready saga

Shout out to all the mums who manage to get dressed and put their make up on, without wanting to throw their child in the bin.
Getting ready has become a daily battle of chasing her round the room with one leg in my tights.
Her shouting at me because I wont let her electrocute herself whilst I try and put my clothes on.
And make up time. Well this has become somewhat of a skill, now I wrestle with a baby who wants to touch it all whilst applying even eyeliner wings.
There should be some kind of medal for neat make up application with a grabby blusher brush sucker.
Sometimes I understand the unmade mothers I see in town but I am never losing my face.

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