I’m the first to admit that I’m not overly maternal. Before
I had kids, I had very little interest in babies and kids, and whilst that has
obviously changed since I’ve had my own two monkeys (now I’m literally obsessed
with babies!) whom I love and care for beyond words, I still feel that I lack
that certain mother hen gene that makes other women just so naturally and
effortlessly maternal and nurturing.
But even though I have the frequent odd moan about
how much life has changed since having kids (you can read all about it here)
and the mess, the lack of me time, the lack of privacy in the bathroom (!) and
more, underneath it all I truly love being a Mum. So I’ve compiled a little
list of some of the many reasons why being a Mum (even if I’m a bit crap at it
and moan a lot) totally rocks.
- They make me laugh. Lots. Every day. Whether it’s Becky’s
crazy and never ending questions about life and her little explanations with
which she tries to make sense of the world, or Alex’s little cheeky face and
giggle as he yet again does something naughty and that he’s not supposed to. I
could list hundreds of examples of how and why they make me laugh, and it’s
definitely the most effective therapy if I’m having a bad day.
- My kids’ affection. Being
loved by your children has got to be the best feeling in the world. Their love
is so pure, innocent, genuine and all encompassing – no one will ever love me
like my children do, and vice versa.
- Holding my sleepy baby and soaking up the smell of his hair.
Or gazing at my gorgeous Becky as she peacefully snores away for the night. I
can’t go to bed without staring at both my kiddies (is that a bit weird?) and
absorbing all of their beautiful features over and over again.
- Seeing the world through the eyes of my kids and discovering
the magic in even the simplest of things.
- Rediscovering old stories, toys or other things from your
childhood and enjoying them all over again.
- Being able to be utterly silly in public without looking
like an absolute loon.
- Discovering my kids’ little personality traits, some
inherited from John, some from me, and some just their very own, and seeing
their characters develop. It’s as fascinating as it is humbling to be part of
their evolution.
- A whole new world of Mummy friends. Thanks to my kids, I
have made so many great friends and formed such close bonds with some great
women and men whom I probably would have never met otherwise. Definitely a nice
bonus.
- The sense of pride I have about anything my little ones are
achieving and the milestones they are passing. Nothing makes me prouder.
- All the lovely clothes I get to buy, and both in pink and
blue!
- Having a sense of purpose and perspective: Once you have
kids, nothing else matters as much, even things you thought were important
before don’t even come close. It’s quite cathartic and liberating in many ways,
and definitely one of the best life lessons in being self-less and putting
others first.
- The knowledge that we have created these wonderful two
humans and the miracle of watching them grow.
So here are my personal reasons why I love being a Mummy – I
probably missed out loads. What about you? Would love to hear your thoughts, so
let’s expand this list.
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Such a lovely post. It's so easy to get lost in the daily grind of looking after children and you've reminded me to savour the fabulously silly, wonderful and rewarding parts of it too x #bestandworst
ReplyDeleteAwww this is a lovely post and thanks for reminding me why I love being a Mummy too (while I've got one child screaming at me and the other wanting me to wipe his bum haha). I don't consider myself overly maternal either but I like to think I do my best :) Thanks for linking up to the #bestandworst hope to see you again! xx
ReplyDeleteAhhh what a beautiful post and so heartfelt. Love the photos too. Adorable happy faces. Thank you so much for linking up to Share With Me. #sharewithme
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