Welcome to the 31st issue of the #beingamother project. This week sees Catie from Dairy of An Imperfect Mum take the floor with her take on motherhood. What I love about Catie’s rendition is that how dramatically her life swung from one which she envisaged there to be no kids of her own – to a life where everything flipped, reversed and entirely centred on being a mother and all of parenthood’s joyful days, its dark days, and its purely nonsensical days. The sense of Catie having been blown away by the enormity of this seismic shift is so perfectly summarized, and so let me hand over to this mama to let her do precisely that…
I am a mother, mum, mama, mummy, mam whatever you want to call it!
I can not say that I always wanted to be a mum.
I just accepted that being a mum was what you did. I didn’t question it.
You grew up, met someone, got married and had a baby or babies. (And in my family the norm was one of each, boy girl.)
But in actual fact my Prince Charming didn’t arrive. All my friends partnered off but I stayed hidden on the bargain shelf.
I wasn’t swept off my feet until I was 31. I had resigned myself to the fact that I would be the weird woman at the end of the road who lived alone with her animals.
I was crazy auntie Catie, who loved her nephew and niece to bits. I was career woman, working in a high flying consultancy job. I had great friends and partied hard. I was content happy with my life!
Then I met hubby. Everything changed really quickly. We knew we wanted to be with each other and we knew we wanted kids straight away. We wanted to be a family!
I became mum…
Being a mum is everything and nothing like I expected!
I expected that I would:
Be sleep deprived
Have mountains of washing
Be a feeder of fussy eaters
Have less time for me
Worry less about my clothes, shoes etc
Juggle work and family
Get involved with their school
Help with homework
Lose some friends and gain others
Replace the gym with watching or driving my kids to football, swimming etc
Cry at the school play, Christmas concert, etc
Go out less
Never get a lie in again
Put their needs before mine
Love my kids!
I didn’t realise that I would:
Be so proud
Laugh so much that I wet my pants
Have a special needs child
Love swings so much
Enjoy bike rides
Swap football practice for Physio and speech therapy
Love the smell of my boys hair
Have to fight for my son to receive help
Really love cuddles
Enjoy doing absolutely nothing together
Be good at Mario Kart
Swap business meetings, for doctor appointments and therapy sessions
Know the names of every Skylander
Be so patient/get so frustrated
Hate housework with a passion
Be scared about the future
But underlying everything that I write about, talk about, brag about, moan about, laugh and cry about is love…
I knew I would love my kids what I wasn’t prepared for was the all-consuming, overwhelming, unconditional love that I would feel! The love that drives you on no matter how exhausted, frustrated, ill, angry, sad, scared, bored, lonely or damn right confused you are, to do the best by your kids.
No matter what. I will always love my boys and I hope they will always love their imperfect mum too!
To find out more about the #beingamother project and to see what all the other bloggers who have contributed have to say on motherhood, take a look here.