Motherhood is one hell of a rollercoaster ride don’t you think?
Some days it’s an easy peasy baby ride but most days it’s an
ARRGGGHHH, GET ME OFF THIS FREAKING RIDE….NOW
…There are a couple of things that I have learned along this crazy, up-and-down, swirl-around, my-head-is-spinning, i-think-i-am-gonna-puke ride.
Some good, some not so good.
But they are my lessons and I am proud of them.
Okay some of them would probably not win me The Mother of the Year Award anytime soon but you get what I mean.
So here they are:
- I know in my heart that the quote “Cleanliness is next to Godliness” was probably coined by someone whose never had children nor has allowed anyone under the age of 10 stay in their squeaky clean abode for more than 10 minutes.
- I know that having an empty laundry basket and achieving the nirvana of washing aka zero washing is an impossible dream. And the sooner I learn to let go of this dream the sooner I’d feel a lot more chillax when I am inside our laundry room.
- I know that life with my kids will never be boring. So finding a tennis racquet in my bed, a hammer in the laundry basket or my undie strewn around the neck of my 1 year old daughter will be always be part and parcel of my life as a mum…for the next 5 years at the very least.
- I know that my 7 year old boy will always be a lot cheekier than the rest of my kids. He’s a stubborn little ox…much like his mother. Karma is such a royal beyotch!
- I know that as long as the school uniforms are not super stinky and have no visible dirt marks in them then my kids can get away wearing them the 2nd, 3rd or 4th time around.
- I know that winter is the bestest season because my kids can wear their wrinkly uniforms to school…hello school jumpers.
- I know that saying “yes you can have some chips” to my kids so they’ll stop pestering me is probably not a very healthy mothering thing to do.
- I know that I have to try and be a less reactive parent to my kids constant bickering, fighting and screaming. I just need Santa to grant me my fervent wish this Christmas…an ultra-cool, highly-effective noise-canceling headphones. You hear that Mr Claus?
- I know that it’s hypocrite of me to expect my kids to make up their beds when I never do mine.
- I know that some days I can be a mean mum and say mean things to my kids and that my heart breaks into a million pieces right after saying those mean things and seeing the sad look on their tiny, innocent faces.
- I know that my idea of a perfect night with my husband is one where both of us can sleep for almost 8 hours without interruptions from the little munsters.
- I know that the wine glass is my friend…especially on those days when everything is shit, shit and more shit.
- I know that I am lucky because God has given me a husband whose got a kind heart and a gentle soul…most of the time.
- I know that my kids are my blessings…full stop.
- I know that some days I would fail miserably as a mum and it’s okay to admit that.
And that tomorrow is another day.
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Are you my subconsious?..will stop by in those momemts of despire..Fabbo
Brutally honest & essential reading for every parent out there. Also, I like that you give credit where it's due.
Number 12. Nuff said.
You are a wonderful and funny Mamma.Your kids are very lucky : )
Virtual high five to all of these!
What a beautiful post from a beautiful mummy xx
Wow you nailed it. Especially the uniform stuff. I have been loving not ironing one shirt this winter. Brilliant.
Oh I can relate to ALL of these – and I only have one two year old – Nice to know that on those days when things are difficult there are others out there that also share these times – As well as all those wonderful moments
This is fantastic! And this is what I love about blogging. Just when you think you're the only person who's ever said something awful to your kids, you read a post like this and realize you're not alone. Thansk!
Oh all so true. Erma Bombeck once said "No one ever died from sleeping in an unmade bed." I take that lesson to heart. It's always nice to be reminded that there are other people laughing and screaming at the same time on the parenting rollercoaster.