Sunday, 6 March 2016

On Being A Mother

There are so many Mothers in the world, you could say that it's a pretty ordinary thing to be. But being a Mother is no ordinary job; it's hard. By God is it hard. From the moment you find out you are pregnant, to giving birth, the first few weeks, months and then the years, which pass by so quickly; there isn't a day that goes by where you don't find one thing or another hard.

It's overwhelming, the rollercoaster of emotions you go through. Excitement, glee, love, frustration, fear, more love, pride, joy, sadness, anger, more love...Who would have thought small people could make you feel all of these emotions in the space of an hour!

It's rewarding, seeing your child grow before your eyes, achieving milestone after milestone. The first smile, the first giggle, the first food, the first few steps, the first sore bump, the first day of nursery, the first day of school, the first best friend...You share every achievement with them and every disappointment too.

When Z was born, I had no idea what kind of Mother I was going to be. I learned how to be a Mother, finding it a little easier every day. I'm still learning of course. I think we both will continue to learn through the course of our mother/son relationship, even when he has children of his own!

When Miss C was born, I had to learn to be a different kind of Mother. A mother to a daughter. You wouldn't think that your mothering would have to change because of the sex of your child but I believe it does. They both have different needs and interests and they'll have different stages they go through in life and I'm learning that I need to adapt my mothering to suit them as individuals. What works for one, doesn't always work for the other.

I hope that they think of me as a good Mother. Someone who is fair but strict and that they realise I'm that way because I have to be. I'm their Mother first and friend second. I hope that they continue to come to me when something is bothering them or when they want to share something exciting with me. I hope that they will never tire of getting a cuddle from their Mum. I hope they know that, even when times were really hard for me, I tried my very best to not let that affect them. I hope they appreciate that I'm always honest with them but in a way that I feel is appropriate to their maturity and ability to process information. I hope they know that I love them to the moon and back and would do absolutely anything for them.

Because being a Mother is the most extraordinary feeling in the world.

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