This week I am absolutely thrilled to host a Guest post from Kat who writes one of the best blogs that I read Slugs on the Refrigerator, not only is her blog brilliantly written, it looks beautiful and I find it very inspirational. Here are her thoughts on Being a Mummy:
More often than not, they catch me off guard. I’ll be going about my daily business…hanging out the washing, making lunch, gathering Lego…when I will look up and see my three children being nothing short of miraculous.
The big boy will have climbed into the play gym with his little brother and started telling him stories. The older two will be playing a fierce game of wrestling with belly laughs that can be heard across the house. The toddler will hoist her chubby little legs onto our big bed for a cuddle every morning. The baby will watch the two older ones with eyes as big as saucers and coos as strong as he can muster.
Before I had children, I thought that it would be the big moments that I would remember–their births, their first days of school– but now I know its the little things that make me a mother to these three amazing people. Lesson 1: Its the every day moments of nothingness that add up to be nothing short of amazing.
But, you see I often forget that. Sometimes in my life as a mother, I get so caught up in the washing, the lunch and the gathering Lego that I miss the miracles. I stand over the broken bowl of dinner that the toddler has smashed to the ground and cry. I will whine back to the big boy’s high-pitched, bone-grating demands of “I want an ice cream/a new toy/the telly on”. I deposit the four month old on his father’s chest at 4am, after a night of hourly wakings and stomp back to my bed.
And that is OK too. Because this ride I am on is hard and boring and full of more bodily fluids and whining and tears than anything else I’ve ever done. And the miracles will still be their waiting, catching me off guard when I least expect them.
“Time stands still best in moments that look suspiciously like ordinary life.”