When Mr T was a month old, a man stopped me and wistfully said he wished he could go back to the beginning with his children. I wondered if this was out of sadness over how quickly kids grow up, or whether he’d have done things differently.
I knew that would be a significant moment, and the baby years would go in a flash from thereon in. More often than not, the mummy days all blur into one. Everyday routines and stresses can make life seem monotonous, despite trying to hold onto special milestones. That ‘aargh’ feeling when the kids drive me mad and I lose my temper, makes me totally lose sight of how precious this time is.
Watching the changes in my children brings me such happiness, seeing them face and overcome their own challenges. Throughout all this, there are times I think I’ve got it totally wrong. Other days I feel happy I have it all in hand, juggling kids, work and home life. Whether we think we’ve got it right or not, how often do we beat ourselves up? It has to stop!
I often remember that man’s words, and it makes me cherish the little things in amongst the daily chaos. I also really look forward to the many new stages ahead. However quickly time flies, in motherhood and in general, all we can give each day is the best that we’ve got.