Being a Mum has surprised me in many ways. Like most people I had an idea of the kind of parent I wanted to be before I was actually a parent. I thought I’d be calm, endlessly patient, always baking delicious cakes and biscuits, playing LEGO all day long and entertaining friends in a spotless house. I remember walking past coffee shops and seeing parents enjoying a peaceful coffee while their baby slept by their side, thinking how lovely it would be to be that person.
Of course, in reality I find myself often less than patient. I do bake cakes a lot, but the mess that ensues often makes the effort seem less than worth the time taken. LEGO is more something I stand on and then hoover up by accident rather than actually play with, and while I have managed a few peaceful coffees generally they’ve been punctuated by crying and endless requests for snacks. I can only hope that my children remember the fun bit, licking the bowl, eating warm muffins, dripping icing on biscuits and not the stressy aftermath.
Motherhood is definitely full of ups and downs, there are days when I feel like I’ve done a good job, that I am incredibly proud of the three little people I’m raising, and then there are days where I feel like crawling in a cupboard and hiding with a giant bar of chocolate, but whatever the day brings, when I get my bedtime hug and tuck my three gorgeous little people up in bed, I’m ever so grateful for everything that I have and that I am lucky enough to be their Mum.
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