Sometimes as a Mum it’s so easy to quickly feel overwhelmed. This morning was one of those mornings where I was trying to be everything to everyone and still getting it wrong.
It was only 10am on day 2 of having a sickbay of 3 kids under my feet, my god do I love them fiercely but I had already decided by this point that the dog was my favourite child!!
In all seriousness, it had been another long night; spent seeing in every hour listening to my husband snoring like a wounded warthog! Snoring to the point where he was actually scaring himself awake choking on his own snores!! And they say romance is dead!
I doubt I would have been able to sleep much anyway as I was on Mummy nurse duties. Noah had another restless night, coughing to the point of making himself sick whilst Eden was dizzy, aching and burning an on and off fever.
Caleb who struggles with any change to his routine had spent yesterday furious at his siblings for not being at school “where they are supposed to be” insisting on doing all his work in his room.
Anytime he left his room he observed his siblings behaviour like David Attenborough would predators before reporting back to me that they couldn’t possibly be ill as they had ‘smiled’!
Not even 10am in day 2 of sickness bugs and he was already refusing breakfast, completely unable to focus on his Maths and quickly losing the plot with them being at home.
So this afternoon I threw in the towel, yes I gave up. I stopped trying to juggle too many balls, ignored the phone calls, accepted the laundry mountains could wait and slowed down.
In truth, it felt like being able to breathe again. Whilst playing nurse to poorly children and trying to evade a meltdown from a sensory overloaded child is not exactly my idea of a perfect day; there are always positives to be found, even on the worst days if we just choose to look for them.
This afternoon, i could have burst with pride at seeing Caleb’s face light up as the Maths finally made sense.
I curled up, relaxed and spent my afternoon snuggling Eden and Noah; cuddling, reading to them, making them laugh and realised I was grateful for the extra time that this horrible bug has allowed us together.
There’s a comfort that comes from being a Mum and realising to your wee ones you are more than enough, you are everything.
A child’s calming comfort is their Mum and whilst I may frequently feel overwhelmed at what the world chooses to throw my way. Whilst I may feel anything but calm when they choose to bicker with each other. Whilst I doubt myself daily and question whether I’m enough to hold all these jigsaw pieces together and be everything my family needs me to be. It is never lost on me how lucky i am to have a family to love and to be loved by and that love is what keeps this overwhelmed Mum going.
Happiness is a Sunbeam 