I’m knackered, motherhood, being a BOTTOM* and trying to do it all can take its toll on occasion.
But today as I crawled into the house at just after seven I was reminded why it is worth it. Descended upon by three wriggling, excruciatingly loud children before I could even pour the wine made me remember that I am loved and love unconditionally in return.
I don’t want to forget these years whilst they are ‘little’ ; I don’t want to forget their endearing cuteness.
I have no issues with memory loss from the days and nights when they are little gits….
But the here and now;
At two years and one month BB still refuses to walk independently; but finally she is beginning to talk, latest phrases include ‘no way’ when faced with a plate of vegetables and ‘morning mummy, booboo’ is the first thing I hear in the day. Refusing to move her legs without firmly gripping a hand she and twin boy and girl play trains where she clings onto their backs with unconcealed joy and trails behind them shouting ‘choo-choo’. It breaks my heart to see her standing upright and comforts me that one day soon I will see her walk alone.
Twin girl took her first ballet exam, nerves were high – how would I ever curl her hair?
She took to the stage like a natural, counting out the steps but loving every second; we could think of no better way to spend Fathers Day…. (I am speaking for myself and the children here – not sure if He Who Helped Create Them may have preferred time on the golf course.)
She passed with merit and was recommended for a reduced cost scholarship to the Royal Academy of Dance; she clearly gets it from me…
Finally her brother got a mention, after seeing his sister shine on the stage he decided he wanted another chance at dancing and got a certificate just for showing up to class; he was a little confused but chuffed all the same.
The here and now – busy, hectic and getting back to normal….
BOTTOM – Bugger off to the office mummy