I’m now in that circle of mummies, nannies and au pairs. The playground is ‘the place to be’ and with that comes a whole set of rules, problems and politics.
The park opposite the children’s school is honestly the busiest park I have ever seen; hundreds of children are running wild and every bench or spare space is taken up by mums and older brothers and sisters. There’s climbing framey stuff, a football pitch, skate area, mini lake, carousel ride and candy floss stall. The place is hectic.
Yesterday the children’s mother left me alone with Jude as she took the girls to shop for school supplies. Left with just a plastic tricycle, Jude and I were told we’d have about 25 minutes to play before we all met up again to go home.
25 minutes somehow became nearly 2 hours (ouch) and I witnessed how ridiculous it is to be a parent. These were my internal questions whilst at the park with Jude.
1. Why are children so loud?
2. Why does everyone come to the same park when it’s unbearably packed?
3. If I see another child fall down (in front of me) am I obliged to pick it up/ comfort it?
4. If my child loses his balloon is he allowed to pick a random one up from the floor?
5. If there’s unwanted food or toys lying around can my kid have them? please…
6. Is it an unwritten rule to just not speak to other mothers?
7. If I see another child eating dirt so I intervene?
8. How far do I let my kid venture before I panic?
9. Do I let a mini fight happen or do I separate the angry toddlers?
10. If my child pulls his pants down in the middle of the park and says he needs to pee pee do I pull the pants up and take him to the loo or just run, pants still down, to the nearest tree? (this may or may not have happened yesterday…)
I have countless more questions but I’m hoping they’ll be answered in my next few trips. The joys of being an Au Pair.