Beautiful, quality time spent with my loves on a day that is known as Mothering Sunday. To be a mother you need to have patience, you need to learn the art of breathing in for 5 and out for 10, you need to accept you’re no longer a priority and most of all you have to miraculously split into 20 versions of yourself so you can do everything at once. You become a tissue, a bag carrier, a shoulder to cry on, a storyteller, a Peppa pig lover but in particular, you become a teacher. Teaching your young the correct path, the right from the wrong and manners which follows with respect!
Unfortunately, we can’t control how our children turn out however, we can guide and hope that our morals and values will point them in the correct direction. I try every day to be a good mother, there’s days I fail and days I succeed. At times I want to scream into a pillow and other times I want to jump up and down with joy. Being a mother is a hard job, one of the hardest I’ve ever had to face. Your whole life changes and nothing becomes important anymore…apart from your young. Mother’s I’m sure you will agree with me when I say…”We don’t have time!” We don’t have time to deal with anything other than what matters in life. There are times we can’t answer the phone, ask how you are and listen to your woes. It doesn’t mean we’re heartless or can’t be bothered it just means we’re busy concentrating on our families! A mother’s love is indescribable, nothing nor no one can stand in your way. I will always protect my babies and their feelings before anyone else’s.
I am lucky to have felt the love from a generation of women all beautiful and strong in their own way, I do not need any other person to look up to as I had the best. A role model is someone you learn from and have never uttered a bad word against their names. Someone who has loved you from the start and will always guide you even if they’re not here. Aren’t I the lucky one to have felt real love from my leading ladies and to pass it on to those who deserve nothing but my entire heart…My children.
So as Mothering Sunday draws to a close, I tuck my babies to bed and sit down feeling the same exhaustion as every mother feels at this time of night. I give thanks to the universe for all those around me and I sip my hot tea…lets face it mothers day or not I still didn’t manage to have a decent cuppa until they went to bed!
Sev x
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Beautiful