When I became a mother for the first time, I had no idea what to expect.
I had read what to expect when you’re expecting, watched the film what to expect when you’re expecting. Yet still, I had no idea.
Being a mum looks different to everyone.
Being a Mum is wiping snot, kissing boo boos, and cleaning bums
Being a Mum is witnessing a first smile, first steps, first words, first 'I love you'
Being a Mum is holding hands through the cot bars until they fall asleep
Being a Mum is sleepless nights, crying babies, grumpy toddlers and being too tired to function
I haven’t met a mum yet who doesn’t worry about her parenting skills or sometimes believe that she’s not good enough for her children.
Personally speaking, I probably think about my role as a mum at least half a dozen times a day. Becoming a better mum is what I always aim to be and yet it’s so incredibly hard at times isn’t it?
Around twelve hours after my first child was born, I can still remember the utter panic I felt when visiting hours were finally up for the day and my husband, together with my big sister, stood up to leave the maternity ward.
My heart pounded and my mouth went dry as the enormity of looking after my new daughter - beautiful but tiny and totally reliant on me to keep her alive - hit me like a ton of bricks.