Learning how to be a mummy is the hardest thing I have ever done, and I still have my training wheels on. But I have learnt…
- That children are not so very demanding really. They seek love and attention. They don’t seek the best, the most, the newest, the shiniest. They seek us.
- That the smallest things are often the most precious. A tiny hand in yours, a jaunty wave through the school gates, a hand picked flower from the garden, a smile as you walk through the door.
- That you make your own fun. Jumping in puddles, dancing in the rain, throwing leaves into the wind, tickling on the floor. Fun is not found in the things, it is found in the doing.
- That mess is not forever. The clothes will get washed, the floor vacuumed, the room tidied. It might not be right now, but right now is for other things. Fun things, small things, crazy laugh out loud things.
- That sometimes the easiest option is the best option. Take away instead of home cooked. Folded instead of ironed. This shirt instead of that. Shop online instead of instore.
- That you must fight the battles worth fighting, not only those worth winning. Seatbelts must be worn, hands must be held, not everything is a weapon, no you may not run with scissors.
- That I must try to be more patient. Yes tell me the story again, of course we can read that book, yes mummy is listening.
- That there is a difference between listening and hearing. One is involved, the other is not. One is active, the other passive. One says I value you one says I am thinking of other things.
- That there is a difference between knowing and understanding. Yes I know about kids, but I understand only my own. I know about parenting but understand little about other parents. I know your situation is different to mine and I understand that I may never understand yours.
- That I must take it easy on myself. I am not perfect, nor will I ever be. My children will not care if I am without makeup, if my shirt is dirty, my hair unwashed. They care that I show up when I say I will, that I keep my word, that I dry their tears, that I kiss their ouches, that I cuddle them when they are scared.
- That being a parent is hard. Very hard. That some days are diamonds and some days are so far from that there is barely a word to describe them. But bedtime will come, peace will be restored and we will live to fight another day.
What have you learnt since becoming a mum?