I had a moment today where I thought “Wow, look at my gorgeous little boy” and it’s inspired me to write a little post.
It’s safe to say that, throughout life, I’ve never really been naturally good at anything. If I’ve wanted to be good at something I’ve had to work my bum off to do so and, if I’m being totally honest, even then I’ve not always had the drive and motivation to make myself good.
At school/sixth form I used the time to socialise, always doing the bare minimum that I needed to so I didn’t get into trouble. At university, well I’m surprised I actually made it through, and that’s all I’ll say on that matter. And teaching, that’s the only thing I’ve ever wanted to be good at until recently. I work hard to be good…and now I’m nearly outstanding. However it doesn’t come easy. I have to think and rethink and I over think too. I have the drive for that, most of the time, however now I have a new role and there is always motivation for that…
Mini Roversi was born…and suddenly, being a Mummy came naturally.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying I’m the most perfect mum in Wakefield (There have been times when I’ve looked at my crying son and said “I don’t have a clue what you want.”) and Mini R is not the most perfectly behaved child (especially when he’s throwing books at me) but it is effortless. It’s my favourite job. I am motivated to be the best Mummy to our little boy that I can be. I have the drive to bring him up to be respectful, polite and a kind human being. I enjoy every day with him, even when he’s throwing food on the floor, or kicking off because he doesn’t want to be in his car seat, or the million and one times a day he gestures in a vague direction and saying “uh!” and I haven’t got a bloody clue what he wants. My life isn’t selfish anymore because now, everything I do is for him, hoping that he’ll grow up being proud of his mum and feeling loved and proud of our family.
I don’t know what I will do when the terrible twos begin, I don’t know what I’ll do when he gets attitude earlier than he should do, or when he’s a moody teenager. Most of the time I feel like I’m making it up as a go along, trusting my instinct, but I know I try and I will keep trying. I will do my best for him because it’s my responsibility.
I feel so comfortable being Mini R’s mum, like it’s something I’ve always supposed to have done. I’m proud of what he has achieved so far and can’t wait to see him grow, learn and develop.Make me smile and drop me a comment below, or contact me on Facebook and Twitter!