Don't tell mummy.

I remember the first time my wife left me with my son. Flapping was an understatement. I knew that I would figure things out eventually. What I didn't anticipate was how many little things that I wasn't aware of that only she knew. As in life, it is the little things that make a difference.

As far as I was concerned, mums didn't make mistakes. They get things right with military precision. They always know what is inside each bag and they have back up for any contingency. In fact, when my wife asked me to pack the bag, the size and weight difference between when she packs it and my packing told the story itself. Well, after being a SAHD for over a year, I have found out that it isn't as it appears. What they don't tell you is that they acquired this knowledge from trial and error. They even made some mistakes themselves and shared these stories with other mums. The feeling of being as useful as a dry wet wipe was all self-imposed! The bags I now pack for Isaac are much bigger and I now think about the 'what ifs'. However, along the way, I have had some 'don't tell mummy' moments. Here are mine, feel free to add to them.

- Forgot to pack nappies when taking him swimming and been too embarrassed to ask other mums for a spare one. So you stuff towels in the car seat and hope for the best.
- Misunderstood your wife's instructions and forgot to feed him in the evening.
- Dressed him in his pajamas during the day thinking they were just cool clothes.
- Been too traumatised to take him out so watched telly all day.
- Didn't pack his bag with essentials so when another mum asked where his bag was, you said you forgot it when actually you didn't know what she was talking about.
-Been so impressed with his throwing skills, you watched him throw things inside that he really shouldn't be throwing.
-Completely abandoned the 'routine' because it was too much hard work.
-Left him happily watching the washing machine instead of taking him out to the park.

As my wife doesn't yet know about all of these, I realise that I am digging my own grave as we speak. If this is to be my eulogy, it has been nice knowing your all!