Posting this poem does feel a little like baring a bit of my soul but I’m going to be brave! Now, some days I find being a mother so tough. Sometimes it’s relentless hard work and I feel my patience has worn thin and I am all touched out. BUT I am lucky enough to have moments, every day, of absolute joy. I really do love being a mother and I wrote this poem in the middle of the night when I was in that loved up haze of having a new baby – I think JB was just a few weeks old. I realised in all my life I had never felt so contented and, simply, happy.
As parents, I think we are often guilty of focussing on the things we wish we could do better and the things we feel guilty about. When the fabulous Pat from White Camellias came up with the #RockingMotherhood tag, challenging mum bloggers to come up with a list of 10 reasons why they are a brilliant mother, I thought it was a great idea. She kindly nominated me to join in and I have finally got round to doing so! It’s so refreshing to focus on what we are good at and proud of; we’re all doing a great job. Without further ado; here’s 10 reasons why I am rocking motherhood… Continue reading
My delightful son doesn’t seem to enjoy sleeping in his cot much these days. Like many lazy parents before us we’ve resorted to bringing him in with us, usually in the mornings so that we don’t have to get up at the crack of dawn. With this comes all the delights of being woken up by a mobile 10 month old. It does make me laugh but it’s not the most gentle and calm of wake up calls. I thought I’d try my hand at rhyming again as it seemed to go down well last time. Here’s my little rhyme about how our mornings usually go.