Being a good role model to my two boys is really important to me.
I try to make sure we have at least one active period every day, especially on the weekends, even if it’s just a really energetic game of hide and seek or a spot of buggy racing.
I am generally pretty consistent with exercise for myself too. My youngest son is two and a half, so whilst I still use the old ‘post baby body’ excuse whenever I’m with someone who doesn’t know he’s not 6 months old, I am almost back to my old size if you squint a bit and I wear Bridget Jones knickers.
So you can imagine my distress when my 5 year old called me out on the size of my tummy!
I’m dancing in the bathroom supervising the boys in the bath, whilst also entertaining them with a little rendition I like to call the bathtime song. Imagine 2 Unlimited’s classic 90s hit There’s no limit…
“oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh yes it’s bath time!”
You get the gist.
Anyway, my 5 year old seems to be dramatically pre-occupied with my tummy instead of throwing shapes, so I ask him what he’s staring at.
His simple reply – “your tummy, it’s so round it must have a baby in it”.
Brilliant. Even my 5 year old is a critic.
This review is a far cry from some artwork he did for me before he was able to speak properly. I’m now wondering if the labels got mixed up in translation.
He quickly followed it up with, “just joking Mummy” when he saw the look of devastation on my face. But it was too late, the damage was done.
What is it they say, many a true word is spoken in jest?!
Until next time, I’ll be the one Tuffiting my tummy away (and less belly jiggling at bathtime).