B, you're 15 months old and I already feel like you're growing up too quickly. You're a proper little person now. You know what you want and sometimes get frustrated that you can't say the words or aren't big enough to get it yourself. You have an amazing sense of humour and are always playing tricks on Daddy and me.
Even though I can see how much you've grown in such a short space of time, I'm sure I've grown up just as much over the past year or so. You've taught me so many lessons, here are just a few of them, that I hope to be able to teach you in return.
Guilt is a silly feeling and shouldn't be tolerated.
There are quite a few things that I have to do to make sure you're clean, or that you have enough sleep that you absolutely hate me doing. I have to do them because those things (particularly the sleep one) are so much more important than what you think of me at that particular time. I feel so guilty while I'm doing them but then they work and you wake up all smiles and I know it was worth it.
Other people's opinions do NOT count
Advice is always welcome but really, truly it's what you know yourself that matters.
FOMO doesn't work here anymore
Fear of missing out strikes most days when you're a Mum but there's nothing you can do about it. Whether we've missed out on baby music because you've decided to nap, or I've missed out on a night out because we couldn't get a baby sitter. When I look what I get to do, with you, instead I know which I'd prefer.
Falling apart is not an option
When you have no responsibilities it's easy to wallow in self-pity and both Daddy and I have had plenty of excuses for a meltdown over the past couple of years, but now you're here, you need two parents who can sing 'I went to the animal fair' without blubbing or punching the wall.
Wine is evil
I will always enjoy a glass of wine or two- but I really need to learn that two is my limit. Now that I get three-glass-hangovers I can't possibly get up at 6.30 and watch Cbeebies after polishing off a bottle.
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