Mega mama

They say that you learn a huge amount becoming a mother.  Well, I think the thing I have learnt the most is what an amazing mum I have. 

I’m lucky to have a fantastic relationship with both my parents and I always knew my mum was a special person and. Now I’ve become a mama myself though my respect and admiration has gone up ten fold.  I watch her with Alby and learn so much.  I see how patient she is with him.  She teaches him things, which may sound really easy but trying to get a one year old to focus on something, see it through and repeat it again and again until they’ve mastered the skill is a huge thing.  I can’t do it.  And yet every time they are together he comes away with a totally new skill –from the up and down game at six months to stacking rings at eight months to climbing stairs at eleven. 

I always hoped that I would find becoming a mum a really natural thing.  That I would be this great teacher and mentor to my child.  I’m not going to kick myself too hard – the past twelve months have been strange and difficult and my exposure to children was pretty non existent before Alby turned up, but whereas I have to really try and work at being a good mum to Alby I look at my mum and she’s just got it.  I always knew that she did, but I never appreciated how rare and special her talent is until now.

And it’s not only about her relationship with Alby – she has been so patient and tolerant with me throughout.  And when the baby brain really kicked in, she was there to point me in the right direction, remind me of the basics and keep me sane.

Despite us living hundreds of miles away at the moment she has come up for countless babysitting dates as well as providing childcare all those times I’ve had to go into the office. 

And then, on Thursday, she goes and organises an amazing organic food delivery saving me at least one supermarket trip this week, stocking up my fruit supplies to a level even I don’t usually buy at (and I buy a lot of fruit) and ensuring that Alby has fresh eggs for his weekend omelette.   Best gift ever.  

Before I get stuck in

My booty

I’m spoilt.  I know.