07/03/2024
March is Womens History Month, frankly our month is every month but I'm up for celebrating us at any given opportunity.
Today I celebrate Mothers, becoming a Mother, first time, second time, anytime. Being a Mother. Me. You. Us.
Motherhood what a whole mix of emotions, its not all brand new prams, latest gadget, chilled maternity and memory making, it's not all that fluff, it's real, it's raw, it's beautiful yet hard, it's wondrous yet confusing, it's fun but tiring.
For a women you go through a huge change physically, mentally and emotionally, it's a strange time that your left questioning alot or I remember first time round being a little bewildered.
You put so much into motherhood, being the best Mother that you forget you, I remember days with a newborn that I didn't wash properly, my hair was knotted and I questioned did I have birds nesting at one point, I didn't shave for ages I felt like I possibly should live in a zoo, I put deodorant upon deodorant, yep thought reapplying was better than nothing, I ate anything quick, and craved alone time if that be on toilet or that moment late at night when baby is sleeping, you know you should be too but it was like the only moment of silence, of normality.
Motherhood is hard, it's bloody hard, no book, midwife or even other women prepare you for it, I think we all get wrapped up in looking like a good mum, that we are afraid of admitting the negative parts, we don't want judgement.
Well Mamas, here's to you, here's to the sane ones, tired ones, motivated ones, smelly ones, real ones, indenial ones. We all come in different shapes, and sizes, we all do amazingly and you simply rock.