Today I was THAT mum. That mum the other women in the soft play look at and go ‘oh my gosh look at the mum up there stuck in the foam rollers’ or ‘look at her over there flying down the slide’ – that was me.

We attempted the big boy area. Bad decision. Whilst wedged between soft play blocks trying to reach for my child who had army crawled himself into a corner I couldn’t help but laugh at myself. It was like a war field, Children running everywhere screaming. Soft play isn’t for the faint hearted on the best of days, no matter when you are trapped with an 8 month old and your only way down is the twirly slide in which only half of your bum fits on. I squeezed down the slide, little one made sure to attract as much attention as possible by shrieking the whole way down. I survived (although bright red in embarrassment.)

Safe to say we spent the rest on the time in the toddler area or in the sensory room (which little one loved) I dread to think what positions I’ll have to save him from once he starts crawling and walking!

Have you ever had any soft play mishaps? Tell me I’m not the only one!

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