They don’t understand why I sit in the car on my own sometimes. Or why I go for long walks alone.
They don’t understand why I microwave my coffee a lot. Or why I eat their leftovers.
They don’t understand why I encourage them to go to bed earlier some nights. Or why I’m in a better mood when we don’t see each other over and over in the early hours of the morning.
Read MoreI’m sorry about today.
I’m sorry that I didn’t handle my emotions properly. They felt too big for me to handle. There’s so much going on at once, and I tried, but it all got a bit much.
It wasn’t your fault okay?
Mummy just had a bad day.
I’ll try to do better tomorrow.
Read MoreA mother’s tired is in her bones.
It’s her normal.
It’s something her body becomes used to, even though her mind doesn’t.
And it doesn’t just start in the postpartum period with her first child.
Read MoreAdvice mothers are given, in no particular order.
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Don’t lose yourself. Have something for yourself. It’s so important.
But also immerse yourself in it. Enjoy every moment. Blink and you’ll miss it.
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Read MoreIt can be easy to lose sight of the beauty some days.
It’s as though I’m running on autopilot.
In the rush, and tired, I can miss the moments staring right at me.
Read MoreAs a mother, it’s the little things that make the biggest difference.
It’s having things done without having to ask.
It’s someone offering to help, willingly, and with every intention of following through.
It’s being told you are doing a good job, with sincerity.
Read MoreAdvice mothers are given, in no particular order.
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Don’t lose yourself. Have something for yourself. It’s so important.
But also immerse yourself in it. Enjoy every moment. Blink and you’ll miss it.Advice mothers are given, in no particular order.
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Don’t lose yourself. Have something for yourself. It’s so important.
But also immerse yourself in it. Enjoy every moment. Blink and you’ll miss it.
Read MoreI’m not the person I once was.
Not the same woman, wife or friend.
I’m the mother immersed in early motherhood.
Read MoreI see you Mama,
Baby in your arms
Dishes in the sink
Waiting for a moment
To get up and have a drink
Read MoreYou are my “mama”, “mummy”, “mom”.
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I call you this because it means you are my person.
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I don’t know your first name yet, and I don’t need to.
Pregnancy is different when you have other children to care for already.
It’s a miracle, and no less special than your first, but it’s where the splitting of your attention starts.
Holding them in your arms is simply where it continues.
Read MoreWhat I have learnt as my motherhood journey has continued.
Hold your babies. They don’t spoil. Or keep. They won’t always be yours to hold on to.
One day before long they will be reaching for the light switches and telling you they can do things on their own.
Read MoreI want you to know I’m thinking of you
As I drive from place to place
Beautiful scenes, and clear blue skies
Returning to our home base
Read MoreThis is for the mother still awake at night. Heavy eyes, full heart.
For the mother who can’t remember what it feels like to go to bed each night knowing that
her sleep is guaranteed. Anxiety ridden and love driven.
Read MoreI don’t need you to tell me that my bump is too big or too small. I need you to hear me tell you how it’s been making me feel.
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I don’t need you to tell me I look tired or worn out. I need you to hear me tell you how tired I am.
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There can be a loneliness in motherhood.
But not of love.
The days are filled with the best kind of love.
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