Hello you lovelies and welcome to the 36th issue of the #beingamother project. If we were baking a bun we would be getting VERY big by now eh? Well enough of the bump dreaming. This week’s edition sees the lovely Rachel who blogs over at Mummy in Training take the floor for this instalment. Does motherhood mean worry? Fun? Love? Joy? Never being able to go to the toilet alone? Yes, it means all of these things – as we all know to well – and as Rachel highlights in her own motherhood story…
I’m a mother. I sometimes wonder who on earth let little old me do one of the most important jobs out there but I am so glad I get to do it. Being a mother doesn’t come with an instruction manual. One day you are presented with a little bundle that contains a human and you have to know what to do with it. Their whole childhood is in your hands.
We are three years in. For three years I have been a mother. So what does it mean to me?
Being a mother means an overwhelming feeling of responsibility. To be honest this is something I really struggled with at the beginning. When my husband left for work on a Monday morning not to return till Thursday evening, I would look at Sam and worry that it was all down to me from then on. Scary when you have been used to worrying just about yourself.
Being a mother means worry. So much worry. In the early days it was wondering if I had given him enough milk. Had he pooed today? Had he slept enough or not enough? Now it is the worry of him being at nursery and if he is ok. Has he eaten his dinner?
Being a mother means pure joy. I have never felt joy like it when my boy said his first word, smiled his first smile, took his first steps. There is no feeling in the world like it.
Being a mother means fun. I have so much fun with Sam every day. We build airports with bricks, spend hours in the park, read stories together. Spending time with a toddler and seeing the world through their eyes is amazing.
Being a mother means love. Pure true love. Never did I think this sort of love was possible. I just look at Sam sometimes and can’t believe how lucky I am to be his Mummy.
Being a mother means you are never alone. I know sometimes when you’re sat on the loo and they join you it is tricky but I love the fact that I have a little mate with me all the time. I love his company and spending all the time I have with him.
Being a mother means I get to experience all of these things and that makes me one of the luckiest people around.