My birthday boy.
Over the last few weeks, several women have asked me what it's like to have kids- and I feel I have a duty to them- and to you guys- to be honest that while raising kids can be blooming life-affirming and wondrous, it can also be incredibly tough: mentally and physically.
I hope I'm not alone in admitting I can't stop buying my kids toys. I've become THAT parent. Before kids, I was all for, 'don't spoil the children yet to be born' but well, life is hard and when supermarket shopping needs to be done or peace restored from bat s**** crazy shouty kids, sometimes toys and yes manipulation, is the only answer.
Mother's Day has gotten me thinking about the simple things I love about motherhood, the little moments that make me appreciate being a mother more than anything in my life, when my kids aren't tantrumming of course, fighting over which Peppa Pig episode to watch or refusing OVER and OVER to share (yawn)....but here are the times when it's truly JOYOUS:
Today was Mothers Day in the UK and as my toddler drifted to sleep last night, I sat on his bedroom floor, holding his little hand, looking at his bookshelf, at all the books I loved as a child (Roald Dahl's ...
Yesterday my baby child turned 3! 3 whole, flipping years! It seems like yesterday I brought him home from hospital all tiny and sweet (now he asks me questions I can't answer like, "If lions can't talk, why can Raa-Raa, Mama?" Well Cbeebies, what have you got to say for yourself?
If 2012 was sponsored by Carlsberg, it would (probably) be my best year yet. I got the birth I wish I'd had with my first born Oliver, with my second son Alexander. A truly joyous elective that had me declar...
I understand that the tantrumming, moments of mad frustration, yelling, kicking and pinching are all par for the course for a terrible two year old 'undergoing the change': the tumultuous journey towards independence. But what of the sanity of the 31 year old mother?