Some of my top parenting cock ups

I think its hard for us mums to admit that we make mistakes, or that our parenting is not perfect. Well, I can not lie sometimes as a mummy I get it spot on right, sometimes I sadly don't. I certainly sometimes do things that would make my health visitors hair stand on end.

So here is some of my top naughty parenting moments:

1 - On birthdays and special occasions we toast with a little bucks fizz. I will first tell you how my daughter relates this event to people "I drank to much alcohol and was very sick". I can hear the call being made to social services, ring ring. In actual fact she had a teeny amount, the bubbles set her off coughing and she promptly puked everywhere, nice.

2- One morning about 2 and a bit years ago I entered Caitlin's bedroom to find what looked like a murder massacre scene. After some investigation I found a cut over an inch long under her chin, which explained all the blood. She still has a very large scar, but luckily its exactly along her chin line, so generally its invisible in everyday life. However from that day to this I do not have even a clue how she did it, there was nothing in the room that could possibly have injured her in that way. My guess is she climbed in the window jumped down and split her chin on a solid surface, but as she was only a toddler at the time this would have been an impressive feat.

3- Elliot is a nightmare crawling and getting into everything. I am not a neurotic mum, and I do tend to be on the grubby side of clean. In fact I think a few germs are good for the kids immunity. Elliot seems to agree and can regularly be found munching on a dog biscuit after rooting it out from some invisible corner.

4-  Aidan came home one day moaning that his friend had sat on his finger. In general Aidan is tough and does not moan unless in real pain. I had a look and it certainly looked sore. At home he was drugged up to stop the pain, and I said we would see how his hand was over night and in the morning. He slept like an angel, woke in the morning with only a mild discomfort. So I checked his hand to find his finger had ballooned up to a phenomenal size. At A and E they diagnosed a buckle fracture and strapped it, as they felt it was on the brink of breaking. Turns out he had his finger down a slat and his friends had piled on the bench, twisting and then buckling the bone in his finger.

This is just part one, I am sure there are more that I will remember and more cock ups that will happen in the near future.