Glamma Mamma
I knew that being a mother was not going to be a glamorous life to lead – unless I happened to be a celebrity with several nannies in tow. I guess I never realised how completely ‘un-glamorous’ the life of a mother is though.
Take the last 15 hours for example…
I spend the night listening to Milla cough into the monitor and hubby coughing beside me…and of course, it was inevitable that I wake unwell myself. Thank you hubby for sharing the love!
I do the morning feed whilst blowing my nose and at cereal time Milla decides that it would be a fun game to throw her banana slices and land them in my already tangled, dirty hair. After the final mouthful of cereal goes in, she sneezes and the spray of weetbix resides on my cheeks, nose and sticks to my eyelashes. Milla found this trick quite hysterical.
Then the familiar grunting sound comes. On closer inspection on the change mat I discover a poo which has managed to make its way up her back and tummy. Lucky me!
During play time, Milla licks the bottom of her father’s shoe and dirt (and who knows what else!) fills her mouth. Things like this happen on a daily basis as all things forbidden have to be licked according to Milla Reese. And what’s more, it all seems to happen in fast motion so I never seem to have the speed to prevent things like this from happening. Anyway, I scoop her mouth, she cries and clamps her teeth down onto my finger and doesn’t let go until blood is drawn. Now I’m crying too!
Onto the morning nap. The routine involves some rocking and quiet singing but this time, it also includes more biting. Milla sinks her teeth into my shoulder and pulls my hair…not the relaxed state I was hoping for pre-bedtime!
So, here I am now with a cold cup of tea and finally one whole hour where I can attempt to transform myself back into a somewhat normal human being again.
And still, as crazy as it may seem…I wouldn’t change a thing.
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