Every mother shares a common wish. It doesn’t matter what level of education she has, where she lives, her race or her religion: she wants desperately to be a good mum. – Katherine Stone
Greig was back at work this week so this was my first week with the littles on my own. Well kind of, along with help and company from grandparents and good friends. And we made it. There may have been tears, frayed nerves and days when I didn’t wash until lunchtime but we made it. I hate to sound overly dramatic, I know it probably doesn’t seem like a big deal to some, but it is to me. And I don’t just want to survive although that’s the best that can be hoped for some days, I want my children to enjoy their days and probably if I’m honest I want to feel at the end of the day that I’ve added something to their lives, to feel as if I’m doing a good job.
Good things this week
The family that care for me while I care for mine
Brodie giving Grier cuddles (which may look a bit like a headbut for the uninitiated)
Getting dinner (of sorts) on the table every evening
Calm moments which make the chaos of the day melt away
The most beautiful dresses tracked down and procured by Granny for my most beautiful girl
Brodie saying ‘numbody’ as in ‘There’s numbody here Mum’
Taking Brodie to ball kids, so much fun
Things I could do with less of
My offspring pooing simultaneously. Just stagger it a little please? Wiping the peachy behind of a toddler, not easy one handed
The guilt when one of them is crying and I can’t fix it instantly. Normally Grier gets the raw deal on this one. She might not remember but I’m pretty sure I will
Baby with a windy tummy
Rain which makes park visits and walks kind of tricky
This is a photo I took with my phone as I snuggled with Grier while Brodie had his afternoon sleep (something else I’m very grateful for!). I know this stage will be over in a flash so I’m trying to soak it all up.