This morning was one of those mornings. Actually quite a typical morning at the moment. A rushed morning with two tired and slightly grumpy girls getting ready for nursery.
I kept on pressing the snooze button as always until I managed to force myself out of bed. After that it was a horrible rush of baths, breakfast (for her, no time for me), brushing teeth and drying my hair. There was no time for me to put any makeup on so I felt like crap (thank you skin for thinking I am a teenager again. I am not and the wrinkles prove it). It was all a big horrible rush that I was too tired for, and then my little pain in the bum decided she needed a poo just before we walked out the door. As they do. We were already late and so I rather begrudged her that poo, the poor poppet. Then after that I discovered she had put her jeans on the wrong way round and so had to take her jeans and boots off again to put them back on again the right way round.
I’ve been feeling like a bit of a failure of a mother recently, well a failure at most things actually! I just can’t seem to catch up with everything after Christmas and it’s been getting me down a bit, and the dark, miserable weather particularly in the mornings doesn’t help. I heart the January blues.
So this morning I was feeling pretty rubbish; I annoy myself that we always end up in a rush for the school run, and then I take it out on her when she doesn’t listen or hurry up. Then as I was getting her into her car seat, she said “Super Mummmmmmy”. And those words from my amazing little girl just made me stop and forget all the crap. She thinks I’m super mummy whatever I do wrong. I definitely don’t think I’m super at motherhood, or at anything else for that matter. But she does. I am super mummy to her. All of the things I fail at, she doesn’t even notice. She just loves me for me, and for being her mummy. She doesn’t care if I look like a total mess, if we’re late for nursery again, or if there are a load of pots in the sink. She just cares that I love her and I’m there for her when she needs me. Thanks for the reminder sweetheart.