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Doodlebug

New(ish) mum Samantha Dooey-Miles is charting her life in doodles. This week, she’s told the routine to jog on.

The year 2017, that’s the future isn’t it? If I’d been asked when I was 10 what 2017 would be like, I’d have bet all my future earnings that I’d be wearing a lot of metallic clothing, travelling to work by jetpack and robot servants would be taking care of the housework.

Cut to real-life 2017. I’m in my pyjamas which, since Christmas Day, I’ve only exchanged for proper clothes when there’s been absolutely no other option.

DoodlebugMy break from work lasts a few more days so I am stuck in a perpetual state of not knowing what year, day or time it is. Having spent most of 2016 in a haze of maternity leave, now it is 2017 I feel like I’ve been transported here by magic. Didn’t London hold the Olympics a few months ago?

This state of flux has led me to committing a major parenting sin: I have ditched the routine. Yes, the precious routine that took months to get into. The one people and books galore love to reiterate is very important because it will make your children happier, better behaved and 10 per cent cuter.

We have meals when we are hungry, not because the clock tells us to. We sleep as long as we can and, if Iona is awake first, we thrust Bob the Builder at her or give her to a visiting relative to eke out a smidgen more rest.

I am sure when we return to work we will pay for this lackadaisical approach to timekeeping but if I can’t have a hoverboard or a robot butler, I’ll take having had a few lie-ins as a win.

See Samanthas previous doodles here.

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Written by Samantha Dooey-Miles

Sam is a first-time mum doodling and blogging her way through teething, nappies and the constant struggle of never quite being sure whether she lives in Essex or London. Find her blog at anewessexgirl.com.