You don’t appreciate your own mother properly until you become one too. Then not only do you see her in a whole new light, you feel terribly guilty for how you behaved in your teens.
The five steps to realising your mum is awesome goes something like this...
Few of us escape the delightful side effects of swollen ankles, tiny bladders and oscillating hormones during pregnancy. You start comparing notes with your mum, who can hopefully pass on tips to help with morning sickness. It also brings home that you were once the baby in her belly and it’s all a big amazing circle of life.
Your mum probably had a natural birth. Mine still complains that my dad stood on the gas and air tube so she got no pain relief. You now have massive respect for her. Not only did she give birth to you but if you have any siblings she went through it again knowing what it was like the first time. If you are pregnant with your first child and starting to feel anxious about labour then at this point I’d like to say “try the drugs”. Some of them are really good!
The tiny baby days will pass in a blur. A blur of feeds, nappy changes and a little bit of sleep while laundry and dust piles up around you. You again wonder how your mum coped, as your dad definitely wasn’t that hands on. She used terry towelling nappies (environmentally friendly but all the scraping and the soaking in buckets explain why I was toilet trained almost before I could walk), and her own mum lived a couple of hours drive away.
4. Toddler tantrums
Setting boundaries and teaching good manners sounds easy. Until you come across a wilful mini-me who delights in doing the opposite of what you say. Hmmm, perhaps my mother is secretly training my children as payback? Again, she made it all look so easy raising kids and going back to work. She showed me that I could be a successful working mum.
5. Teenage years
We’ve got a while yet before my two boys hit their teens and I hope the story that 'boys are easier than girls' when it comes to puberty holds true. But given some of the tears, strops and screaming matches my four-year-old can do, I fear he will take after me… So I already know how great my mum is for putting up with me!
She’s been with me through the bad times and the good times and if I ever need to talk to someone I know I can count on her. So, thank you mum. For giving me the gift of life and helping me to live it.
Kirsty McCabe writes her weekly column here on www.juniormagazine.co.uk. Follow us on Twitter: @juniormagazine every week to join in with the conversation
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