I’m very excited to introduce this, the first in the series of guest blog posts for the #beingamother project!
Before becoming a mum, we have all sorts of expectations as to what being a mother will look and feel like – the reality can often be much different from those initial thoughts and dreams.
That’s why I’ve created the #beingamother project, which will see some of my favourite bloggers sharing a guest post on what being a mother – the good, the bad, the beautiful and the ugly – means to them. So without further ado, let me introduce the lovely Charlotte of Mummy Fever and what being a mother means to her…
Motherhood is so many things… it is middle of the night wake up calls for a nappy change, a glass of water, or a torch or a blanket or a toy or a kiss or something else.
Motherhood is finding enough food to feed a family for a week stuffed behind or underneath a car-seat.
Motherhood is waking up feeling as if you have a hangover when you haven’t touched a drop of alcohol.
Motherhood is not remembering what it’s like to get a full night’s sleep.
Motherhood is cleaning up a range of bodily fluids.
Motherhood is hearing the word “why” at least a hundred times a day and most of the time, not having an answer.
Motherhood is being told you are beautiful when you feel like you have been run over by a monster truck.
Motherhood is a warm fuzzy feeling inside.
Motherhood is not being able to go to the toilet on your own.
Motherhood is never having enough hours in the day.
Motherhood is spending lots of money on everyone except you.
Motherhood is accidently squirting breast milk all over your laptop because you are trying to do too many things at once.
Motherhood is knowing, just from putting your lips on your child’s forehead what their temperature is.
Motherhood is dark circles and deflated boobs.
Motherhood is hearing the words of your own mother coming out of your mouth, even though you swore you would never let that happen.
Motherhood is brief satisfaction over reaching the bottom of the ironing pile, only to realise it is full again the next day.
Motherhood is singing along to your children’s favourite songs after you have dropped them at school and realistically you could put your own music on.
Motherhood is never feeling at peace unless all of your children are with you, under your own roof.
Motherhood is using your sleeves to wipe runny noses and your spit to clean dirty faces when you realise you left the wipes at home.
Motherhood is being able to identify just who is out of bed based solely on the thudding of their feet above you.
Motherhood is having to ask something twenty times when once should be enough.
Motherhood is when, just as you want to curl up into a ball of exhaustion and desperation, one of your children suddenly does something spontaneously funny which makes you dissolve into a hysterical fit of laughter.
Motherhood is the moment you pause and look at your children; all piled on your bed, cheeky grins all around and remember that the only things that really matter in the world are right there in front of you.
Motherhood is magic!
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