I lay on the carpet breathing in through my nose and out of my mouth and think of every possible way to keep myself from fainting. Not only did I stub my toe trying to move the ridiculously heavy porta cot but I have also taken my entire toe nail off. I have three children standing over me staring. “Mum, I need a new band aid for my elbow”. “Mum can you make me breakfast now”.
Swearing is out. I don’t want my child to be the cause of his friends bringing home creative new words. Crying will upset my four year old daughter who seems to be riding her own emotional roller coaster and hitting something will only enforce this behaviour as a positive to my 2 year old hitter!
So I lay there and try and compose myself before making my way to the first aid box, which I am hoping has at least one band aid that does not have a Disney picture attached to it.
Getting up was one challenge, putting on the band aid was another. Don’t faint, don’t faint, don’t faint. Gulping a glass of wine at 8am is out of the question so Panadol it is! Any minute now I will have to get up. We are now late for school; my daughter has her head in the pantry and no matter how I am currently feeling, the day will go on.
Any challenge is no match for us mummas no matter how stressful or painful. Sometimes, no actually every time, I would love to just walk back to my bedroom, climb into bed and stay there because the day has started off wrong or I simply can’t be bothered being mum today. Don’t misinterpret this; I absolutely love my kids and even more getting to be there mum. Before mummy hood we all had our bad days at work and were tempted to call in sick. We were able to make it through the week counting down the days until 5pm Friday. I want to slap myself for ever complaining about how tired I was before having kids. As much as I love my friends who aren’t there yet with starting a family, it hurts my ears to hear their tired woes.
Here we are nonetheless as mummas of our awesome, exhausting, wonderful and sometimes annoying kids. So if you have one of these days and you are ready to go back to bed and pretend you don’t exist for a day remember who you are.
You are a nurser, taxi, protector, doctor, teacher, counsellor, chef, cleaner, peace maker, detective, tutor, dentist, accountant, grocer, personal shopper, coach, stylist, supervisor, bug remover, monster killer, story teller, cuddler, tear wiper, hairdresser and your children’s biggest fan. You are a mum!