Dirty Mother secrets part 2

I wrote this when I first started blogging and it's still one of my faves. Hardly anybody read my blog then so I thought I would share again. That and I'm post dry ...


I told you there were more to come....if you haven't checked these out before click here to read part one.

As my parenting years began to roll into each other my standards in over the top child hygiene started to slip. While I was pregnant with baby number 3 we moved out of our rental home and made a journey to the "semi country" to move in with my parents and TRY to save for a deposit on our own house...

My parents fostered teenage boys during the years so they had a 6 bedroom house that 13 of us fitted into quite comfortably...they were having some renovations done as we moved in and there was no bath and only one shower for 11 of us to share! My sparkling clean fresh as a daisy smelling little boys were a thing of the past.

Baby number 3 arrived and she was a beautiful little girl. She had clicky hips and had to be in a harness for 3 months which also meant I couldn't bathe her even if we had one. I was mortified!!
I had to take her for her fortnightly harness change at the hospital where her baby bath now lived and she was only allowed to have a soak at these visits. It made me realise how silly my wee obsession had been though....

So now I think I may have started over compensating and a faint smell drifts it's way up to my nose as master 9 walks past and I say "When did you last shower?"
His reply "I dunno"...... I had swimming sports last Tuesday though"
Me " Oh, ok, good" and this my friends is when tip number 4 comes into play When a swim counts as a bath. I have known mums to take shampoo and soap along to wash their children in the showers at public pools, however I am not even this fancy.

This next tip I have not actually used on purpose, but it was given to me by a friend and I just couldn't quite bring myself to do it....I do however turn a blind eye when master 7 does it at times and silently thank God for my smooth morning. It's when your child goes to bed fully dressed for the next day, be it school uniform, kindy clothes whatever...It works a treat on a busy morning when all they need to do is get out of bed and eat...yay for simplicity. Think I shall call this one Sleep Suit.

Now for some housekeeping hints. Again my good friend Megs, so full of wise instruction, got me onto this one. We all hate cleaning the oven. I have never met anyone who enjoys that terrible job, Megs and I do fancy the vacuum though. We both agree at what a satisfying and quickly amazing difference it makes to a tidy looking house....so I guess it's becoming plainly obvious to you now. Yes that's right, we vacuum our ovens. It's brilliant, no GENIUS. This has led to experimenting in many different ways....The fridge ( provided there are no wet spills), I vacuum where I should dust, the toaster and even my washing machine has succumbed to it's magic. Do note however that I am now on my third vacuum cleaner since learning from the Megs almost 8 years ago.

So what dirty mother secrets do you have?