I cant help but look at children in the high street having tantrums, screaming and throwing themselves all over the place, whilst mums stand all flustered and frustrated. I cant help but think what have I let myself in for. Having someone completely dependant on you for life because it doesn't just stop when there are 18 or even 28, I should know I still depend on my mum. It doesn't have to be financial but emotionally. Your parents are the ones who you expect to be there through the ups and especially the downs, no matter what age. And when you need help who do you call on first? Your parents, well ok your mum. Thats going to be me!
Yes babies and children are cute but what about when they become stroppy teenagers. How is that joyful? I was horrible, a right old cow when I turned 13, thankfully I grew out of that, I think. You would have to ask my mother. I even remember both my brothers going through that horrible, non talking and grunting at everything stage and mum worrying every time they went out. When I told my dad I was pregnant he said children will bring you so much joy and heartbreak. Heartbreak? Bloody hell, Why do we want to put ourselves through that? Life is a funny old thing. I guess I will find out the meaning of joy and heartbreak on my journey of motherhood.
I have only just learnt to cook and look after myself so this really will be my next greatest challenge in life. Bringing up and teaching a baby to become a little person, to become a teenager and then to be a respectable adult. Most importantly I will be teaching her to love mummy more then daddy and look after me when I'm old and not stick me in a nursing home!
I guess you can only take each day as it comes, learn and grow together. Hey I love a challenge! Bring it on.
Love this post!! But afraid auntie share will be her fav :) x
ReplyDeleteCongratulations, Nat. Deep breath and dive in, eh? - you'll do great. I was never maternal, never thought kids were at all cute until my boys and my nephews came along. Perhaps at once the best and worst part of being a mum is when you realise how much you rub off on your child, how the things you do and the way you are affects them. I see all my faults and some of my better qualities in them. But on top of that, they are proper little people, and watching their characters develop and seeing them become something independent of you really is a genuine joy.
ReplyDeleteCheck me out, I got all deep for a minute there. Love from all of us in the wilds of Norfolk. Vic xxx