I'm a Mother not a Martyr…


Our 2nd son had a birthday recently, and he wanted it at a local sports centre. 

Cue mad blowing of balloons that morning (we’ve had deflation issues in the past, another story…), and the loading of balloons into car.

Well, despite having a 7-seater, I could manage myself, the baby and one other. I chose to take the most helpful of the 3 options that I had. Jack, our 8 year old.

Knowing I was going to arrive 10+ minutes before my husband, I unloaded baby, boxes of cup drinks and Jack. But how to transport balloons?

Strap them to the child!

(they were helium too…!)

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