Motherhood

I wanted to post on Mothers Day over a week ago but things have been so hectic lately. I am still getting used to having 2 kids. 

Motherhood is not always what I expected it to be. I am beginning to get paranoid that I am 'that' mum who you sometimes see barely keeping her head above water amidst a tangled mess of children, nappies, bottles and goes round with porridge on her face. I forget my kids names sometimes. Is that normal?!

Whenever I catch myself wallowing in self-pity however, I always think of the woman with 15 kids I saw on TV. Oh.my.goodness. That woman is a God. 

Saying that, there are those joyous moments that come with motherhood that remind you that your kids mean everything in the world. We don't have much money, and we no longer go on nice holidays. But our kids are our treasure.

Being a mother makes you realise how much your own mum sacrificed in bringing you into the world. I am so lucky to have such a wonderful mum, and am grateful to her for bringing me up to appreciate everything I have.

Love is...

Love is...

Holding your wife's hand through every contraction.

Doing most of the night shifts whilst on paternity leave so your wife can sleep.

Momentarily escaping your baby's hospital bedside for a valentines Macdonalds milkshake.

Staying up into the wee hours of the morning listening to your wife's stressed ranting when the baby won't stop screaming.

Doing the 6am feeds before work and finishing lastnight's washing up so your wife wakes up to a clean kitchen.

Telling your wife she looks gorgeous despite her having bags under her eyes, still holding on to baby weight, and being covered in baby sick.



Love is not flowers and chocolates (although I am partial to creme eggs.)


Dedicated to my loving husband. Love you smelly xxxx

Springtime and sleep deprivation.

Good day blogger friends!

It's nearly spring! The glorious sun is shining (sometimes), and the daffodils are out. I love this time of year, and fellow SAD sufferers will join in with my enthusiasm for some good old sunshine.

Today we ventured out into the garden to bask in said sunshine. And for mummy to play with her new toy.

Something that has not been happening much of late in our household, is sleep. Samuel has a good pair of lungs on him and likes to make use of them, mostly at night time it seems. We purchased a video baby monitor the other day. The box says 'Watch them dream,' complete with a picture of a peacefully sleeping baby over the screen. I laughed.  After a few hours last night of listening Sam's screams over the monitor we replaced the picture of the sleeping baby over the top. I think I prefer it.

Yawn.