I write this after a day being asked (told) for the umpteenth time ‘Mummy play cars with me!’
Sometimes the answer is no because i can’t. I’m putting the washing on, making the tea, feeding Seth or reading Heat magazine (ok that last ones not actually true, i wish it were!)
Sometimes the answer is no because i actually hate playing cars. Playing cars involves pushing said cars around the room going ‘brrrrrm brrrrrm’ and occasionally crashing into things. Playing cars is very fun to my just turned 3 year old – playing cars is mind numbingly dull to me.
Don’t get me wrong i do play cars, i have to. It is impossible to skilfully deflect the question 24/7 but after about 2 minutes i get bored and try to escape. When this is met by disapproval i ask ‘Can you play cars on your own for a minute?’ and big blue puppy dog eyes look back at me and a whimpering little voice says ‘But i don’t want to play all on my own’.
So I feel bad. Does anyone else feel like this, am i a terrible mother for not enjoying playing games with my child? Should i just grit my teeth and play cars until i end up completely loopy? Is my excuse that i am encouraging his independence a load of tosh?
*Caveat – i do like to do jigsaws, crafts, lego and baking so i am not an entirely evil mum.
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