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To my son's future step mum
To my son's future step mum

The future you're blissfully piecing together with my son’s father isn’t too dissimilar to the one I had in my head once upon a time too. That’s why, occasionally, it’ll be hard to see you stand in the place I once stood.

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I'm not one of those mums, but...
I'm not one of those mums, but...

What kind of mother in their right mind would admit they didn’t want to go home to their son? Well, me. It’s not an easy confession to make. And certainly not one I make lightly.

But, whether we like to admit it or not, we all have moments when we wish we could take our mum hat off and bury our face in a pillow for an unspecified period of time.

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Liquid gold
Liquid gold

I’ve come to accept that’s just part and parcel of sharing a responsibility that means everything to both of us. Oliver is our flesh and blood. He’s the sum of a love we both once shared, transmuted through his skin and bones.

 

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Whenever something is broken and needs to be fixed, he needs help, or he wants something, Ollie says 🌟 ‘mummy do!’ 🌟It’s possibly one of my favourite things ever... because to me, those two little words capture everything motherhood is all about. In his little mind, no matter how big or small the problem is, it’s mummy who can fix it. Whether that’s mending a broken toy, a kiss to heal a grazed knee, a cuddle when he’s feeling unwell, or helping steal a sneaky chip off someone else’s plate. Isn’t that just so beautiful in the most innocent way? He sees in me what I wish I could see in myself. He thinks I’m superwoman, with magical fixing powers, who can make everything better. And this belief never goes away... I still believe my mum is a superhero, she’s the first one I call when the stove is broken, I can’t find my shoes, or something has upset me. For the rest of his life, I hope no matter what my little soul mate goes through, he remembers that all he has to say is mummy do! And I’ll be there, doing everything I can, to make everything better 💙
And on the days when the guilt of working too much is heavy, my patience is paper thin, or my heart breaks when he cries moooore daddy post our daily FaceTime call, these are the little moments I treasure... ‘cause they make everything all worth it 💫
Yesterday was my little prem baby’s original due date! He should’ve only just turned two... but instead... he’s been a big two year old for 6 whole weeks already. The doctors could never explain why he arrived early. He just decided that’s what he wanted to do, and not much was going to stand in his way. It’s funny, really, because not much has changed since. He still paves his own path. Refuses to do anything he doesn’t want to do. And will make Mumma pay if she dares to do anything like... oh, I don’t know, make him get up from the middle of the road? Or stop him doing the worm near an elevator? Or plead with him to not pull out everything from behind the Sportsgirl counter? Or scold him for throwing his new packet or pencils at the poor, unsuspecting women minding their own business below us on the travellator? Hahaha help pls 🙃🙃🙃
Let’s take a step behind the glossy pictures because let me tell ya, life behind them isn’t even half as pretty. When you’re a single mum, life kind of feels like you’re constantly juggling a number of spinning plates with one set of hands. - #1 mum life - #2 work/income - #3 self care - #4 relationships and social life - #5 general maintenance like keeping the house tidy/making sure the dog has food to eat/you’ve got enough washing powder. Most of the time, I do an *okay* job of managing each plate, but lately, I’ve noticed tending to one plate means some of the others crash down to the ground. It feels like I’m always behind the eight ball, only just managing to keep my head above water. This vicious cycle has left me physically and emotionally exhausted. I feel unhealthy and sluggish. I don’t remember the last time I exercised. I’m always getting sick. I don’t feel like myself, probably because I can see plate three in pieces at my feet. I’ve got no advice, really, but thought perhaps someone else who gets the juggle might have a suggestion on how to maintain BALANCE!? Or is that nothing but a cute little idea?
One of my very favourite things about being a mum is seeing the world through my child’s eyes. Everything is new and exciting. Their curiosity about life is so refreshing in a world where we’re so consumed about where we’re going, we forget to appreciate the present and how good we’ve got it. It’s for this reason both my little man and I had a ball at @chadstone_fashion last week for the launch of the #WorldOnAString preview - pretty sure my face was like this 😍 watching him take in every moment of the puppet show... it’s the simple things, right?? If you’re looking for a wonderful way to spend your arvo, you can catch this very performance and so much more every day in September at Chaddy from 3pm ❤️
And evil takes a human form in Regina George. Don't be fooled, because she may seem like your typical selfish, back-stabbing, slut-faced ho-bag. But in reality, she is so much more than that. 🌟 HAPPY DIRTY 3️⃣0️⃣ @GEORGIEALOVE

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