This post was originally written 3 years ago -hence the ages of the children being younger.
I am the mother who sent her child to school sans his jacket on a cool spring morning and watched him shiver as he bravely walked in to school.
I am the mother who forgot to put her daughter’s school hat back in the car thus causing her to receive a uniform infringement.
(And the mother who can’t work out why a 10-year-old is not capable of doing this herself *ahem*)
I am the mother who fed her children cake for breakfast because she forgot to buy bread.
I am the mother of the 4-year-old boy who threw the tantrum of the century in the school car park this morning.
I am also the mother who glared at the other parents who were rubbernecking and tut-tutting at her child as she picked him up and threw him over her shoulder to keep him safe from the oncoming traffic…
and the mother who would do it again in a heartbeat.
I am the mother who survives on very little sleep and a lot of caffeine.
I am the mother who tries to do too much sometimes.
I am also the mother who sees what everyone else does for their children and fights the feelings of inadequacy that wash over her in tidal waves.
I am the mother who often pulls her hair out in sheer frustration because she is unable to remember a lot of important things that need to be done, due to the stress levels that are constantly rising at this time of the year.
I am the mother who finds more grey hairs every time she looks in the mirror.
I am the mother who keeps chewing gum in her glove box at all times so that she can hand them to kids who “forgot” to clean their teeth on the way to school.
I am the mother who rarely sorts her washing *Gasp*
I am the mother who is fluent in sarcasm but knows that she shouldn’t use it as often as she does. Especially on her children who don’t understand it.
I am the mother who sometimes buys treats and hides them in the house because she is tired of sharing everything else that she owns and wants just one thing for and ONLY her.
I am the mother who owns 2 diaries and a calendar in the attempt to become more organised but has misplaced them all
I am the mother with the short attention span who often really struggles to focus due to her constant sleep deprived state.
I am the mother who really wishes she could toughen up a bit and not get so hurt by other people’s words.
I am the mother who definitely thinks that exercise is overrated. Come and live in this house and try to be idle with my kids around. Not possible.
I am the mother who wishes that she didn’t comfort eat so often.
I am the mother who would rather be accused of talking too much then be the kind of person that you need to draaaaaaaaaaag a conversation out of. This is who she is. Like it or leave .
I am the mother who really wishes that school went until 5pm and that homework didn’t exist. She is exhausted from spending twenty minutes just trying to get her son to sit at the table and another 20 minutes convincing him to pick up the pencil!
I am the mother who secretly loves watching pre-school tv shows and misses them now that her baby has started school.
I am the mother who still cries at least once a week because she misses her Dad even though we lost him over 4 years ago.
I am the mother who is unable to eat just one grape. The grapes HAVE to be eaten in pairs. One on each side of the mouth. (Hmmm, wonder where Harley gets his quirks from?)
I am the mother who gets cranky when she’s not taken seriously. I may not have a fancy degree but I know my children better than anybody else on this earth and that should account for something…
I am the mother that rearranges other people’s cutlery drawers when she visits their homes. It must go in the same order that they are laid on the table : Fork, Spoon, Knife. She doesn’t cope if they are different 🙂 And incidentally, I am the mother who didn’t develop OCD tendencies until she was thrust in the world that is ASD and the stress that goes along with it!
I am also the mother who would move heaven and earth just to make her children smile.
I am the mother who gets to witness MANY achievements and successes in her children’s lives and is finds joy in the smaller things because for us they are HUGE!
I am the mother who is convinced that her children will go higher and grow stronger than a lot of people give them credit for due to the handful of people that DO believe in them and their go-get- ‘em attitudes.
I am the mother who is thankful that God is daily giving her more and more insight into their little worlds so that she can understand them just that little bit more.
I am the mother who would some days like to hang up her hat and resign. Or at least have a couple of weeks paid leave. Several times a year.The mother who didn’t read the fine print before putting her hand up and volunteering to do this job BUT the mother who doesn’t walk away from somethings that she’s started until she sees it to completion.
I am the mother who often spends her own birthday money on her children because she wants to bless them as they bless her by just being themselves.
I am the mother who cannot for the life of her understand what makes her children tick but would give anything to be granted a free pass into their thought processes so she could make sure that their every need is met 100%
I am the mother who wants to learn to appreciate the little things.
I am the mother who wants to learn NOT to stress on other little things!
I am the mother who would take a bullet for her children.
Yes this mother is fiercely loyal.
I am the mother who often lays awake at night thinking of fun things that she can do with her children on the weekend and willing the hours to tick by so that the weekend can start.
I am the mother who wants to join her kids by dancing in the puddles in the rain and skip through supermarket aisles singingbut is too afraid of what other people might think.
I am the mother who desperately craves understanding and tolerance for her children.
I am the mother who worries that she is not doing enough for her children, but also the mother who realises that she only has 2 hands and 24 hours in a day.
I am the mother who is learning to love herself just the way God loves her and the one who believes that life is good.
Yes. I am THAT mother
My children will not fly under any radars and they will not go through life feeling like failures.