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Motherhood … the longest journey I’ve ever taken

Posted Jun 16 2010 12:30am

For as long as I can remember I wanted to be a mother.

If birthing and breastfeeding were an Olympic sport I would have had gold medals.  I was bloody great on both counts … even if I do say so myself.

I spent the first few months of the 5 year old’s life thinking that motherhood was easy … apart from the sleep deprivation.  I was lulled into a false sense of security because motherhood seems to have got harder along the way.  Harder but far more interesting.  Having lost my own mother when I was 9 I have no example to follow, I’m making it up as I go along.

My parenting skills can, on occasion, be described as haphazard but I’d like to think that when they’re older they’ll look back on their formative years and realise that I did the best I could.  We have fun, A LOT of cuddles, blurts and tickles. They are both surrounded by love.

The first picture was taken in a side street in Venice, the second on our campsite.  On holiday they walked around like this a lot. Moments like this make me realise that I’m not so bad after all.  

Maybe, sometimes, haphazard making it up mothering works.

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