Finding the I in Mothering
I haven't written in a while, and the truth is I haven't been sure what to write. How to exactly formulate my thoughts and opinions. In truth I've embraced motherhood with both hands. I miss my little boy when I'm not with him and simply adore spending time with him. Creating games and exercises to stimulate him. Enrolling him in all sorts of activities that I get to participate in. Setting up play-dates that are ultimately coffee dates for me. He has become my focus. The centre of my world. And he should. He's still so new. He still needs me so much. And, in a blink he's not going to want my cuddles anymore. I'm not always going to be the one he needs or wants. As he grows up he's going to realize that I'm fallible and make mistakes, and then will he still look at me the same way? That scares me. Right now when I walk into a room his whole face lights up. I'm his world. I'm the one who makes everything better. Bad dream? Mama's