I put them to bed.
But that’s not the end of the day.
Not even close.
Sometimes it feels like the start.
Read MoreI doesn’t matter where we are, home is with them.
I am their home as they are mine.
Where I go, they go.
Read MoreMy second child,
There’s so much I want to tell you.
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I remember you in my arms for the first time. Like it was my first time all over again. Like it was yesterday.
Read MoreWhen things all get a little too much.
When you are caught in a situation that feels completely helpless.
When enough has been enough today.
Read MoreNot loving every moment of motherhood is normal, but so too is loving them more than anything through it all.
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Not being a picture of calm every minute of every day is normal, but so too is carrying on as best as you can afterwards.
Read MoreWe lay together when the sun goes down.
One of them at a time, some times all of us at once.
It’s a bit of a ritual now.
Read MoreMama,
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I know you’re tired.
I know you’re sick of being tired.
I know you’re sick of saying you’re tired.
But that’s just the way it is right now.
Read MoreI sit there in the quiet
For the first time all day
In the middle of anywhere
Time passing my way.
Read MoreI felt helpless as we were crammed into the seat with him awkwardly over my lap.
He arched his back and kicked out every time he saw my smile covered by a mask,
Read MoreI’m proud of her.
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I’m proud of how she has stepped into her role; one she has no training for and which is far different to what she was expecting.
Read MoreThe hardest part is when they both need me but I can’t meet those needs for them both.
When they’re both crying for me, pulling at my arms and my heart.
I try my best to give them both all I can, but it sometimes can’t work out like that.
Read MoreI hide from my children sometimes.
Not because I don’t love them, but because I love them so much that I know when they deserve me to take a moment.
Read MoreI was up all night with him on me.
Feeding every hour or less.
And I’m not complaining about that. Because I love breastfeeding. And I’m so grateful that I can. And I genuinely want to continue for as long as I feel like it’s best for us.
Read MoreI’ll always remember you so small. Your tiny hands, feet and toes. Your cute button nose, and your delicate chest as it rises and falls. Your littleness will always leave big imprints on my heart.
Read MoreThis is what I look like after bedtime (my daughter’s, not mine):
I look like the day has sucked the life right out of me.
I look like a shell of what I was this morning.
Read MoreMama, I’m so grateful for you.
You are my beginning.
You brought me to life. You are the reason I’m here. You have done so much for me already.
Read MoreSome of the things I plan to do today:
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I’m going to try and have a coffee while it’s hot. It seems simple, but it’s a big deal.
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I’m going to try and read them books and play with them. I’m not sure when this will happen, or whether they will sit still long enough, bull I’ll try.
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I’m going to try and get them out for a walk but the weather looks terrible so we’ll probably just stay inside. I’ll try not to go stir crazy.
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Read More“Just ignore it” some say,
As you cry and grizzle for me,
“Mum, mum, mum” you plead between tears.
Read MoreIt becomes so easy to worry about time getting away on you.
Everyone talks about how fast time goes in parenthood.
About how soon this stage of life and every little one in between will be over.
How you need to enjoy every moment because it will pass in the blink of an eye.
And they are right.
Read MoreOverwhelmed Mama,
When you get a moment, stop what you’re doing, unclench your jaw and take a deep breath.
Just stop.
Please just stop.
It’s so important to just stop.
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