Happy Mother’s Day
I have a confession. It’s not even 10am and I have already shouted at Charlotte. She managed to walk along the back of the sofa and stood on my hair, ripping it out from the root. I screamed and she started to cry. I shouted at her to get down and she cried even more and she has just told me she doesn’t love me…and this is our Mother’s Day so far.
Charlotte opened my card that her and her dad bought for me yesterday (more than last year so a shock to say the least) so I didn’t have anything to open this morning. I got a flower arrangement and poem from nursery but picked it up on Wednesday. Charlotte making me breakfast could go horribly wrong so it all really just felt like another day.
I would say that, for the most part, I am a good mum. I love my daughter with all my heart and would do anything to keep her safe but sometimes tiredness or stresses or something else means that everyday between Charlotte and I cannot be sweetness and light. She needs to learn her boundaries by pushing them and I have to say no to stop her pushing too far. I’m also learning that I don’t have all the answers but some people do so I should let go of my stubbornness and pride and accept help and listen to suggestions. The past few weeks on our sleep programme has taught me this a hundred times over. The change I have seen in for both Charlotte and myself is amazing. I’ll be sorry when it ends but I have developed a new toolkit to use for years to come.
So I guess this is just a happy Mother’s Day to everyone. Happy Mother’s Day to the mum who has a loving partner, happy Mother’s Day to the single parent, happy Mother’s Day to the mum who’s had a crappy day, week or month. Happy Mother’s Day to the mums who are overwhelmed or struggling or lonely and happy Mother’s Day to the mums who have been through this period and are starting to see a better place. I send my love to you all as we all have that one thing in common – we made a person who demands time, love and energy from us constantly and we give it because they are our child.
So please, make this day about you, it’s not selfish it’s a necessity. Have a glass of wine, have a long bath, have that extra bit of chocolate or just have some quiet time. You deserve it. You really, really do.