Why I Love Being a Mummy

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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