Motherhood

Well, I have just completed my first week at work, they call it part-time even if you just drop seven and half hours. It was a hard four days, work have already messed up on my days off so I had to work four days in a row which meant I have missed spending quality time with George.

During that week, I was full of cold, everyone in the back office kept their distance due to my coughing, spluttering and constant blowing of my nose, when I left work, I felt rough and looked like Rudolf.┬áSince having George, I’ve been sick so many times, still can’t shift it and have lost count on the times I’ve contacted the GP.

Had to take a carer’s leave day off, the week before as Georgie was sick and nursery couldn’t take him, at first I felt guilty when I had to call work, but now I don’t George comes first before work and I’m sure every parent would understand.

Out of all my friends, I only know one mum who gets to stay at home with their child, I thought first of all, how lucky to be able to afford that and be sane!

I spent most of my life working towards a career in nursing and now I need something more therapeutic where i feel valued, less knackered and I can see my children grow up.

We are so lucky in this day and age, after women sacrificed themselves, and some lost their families in the Suffragette movement, to give women of the future a Vote, Rights, and Choices to improve their lives. I think people have forgotten this as well as what life was like before a Free health service.

All these changes have which occured before I was born but have made a difference!

We are ” Family”

The fundamentals of family, to me is that, you chose to spend time with your family, listen to their wisdom, share stories of their lives, and laugh alot.

I didn’t emerge from a “nuclear family” who does, I came into this world kicking and screaming like most babes and my first memory is of my stuffed Rabbit and that I used to steal carrots from the larder. Then shortly after, my twin sisters arrived and life was merry, as we grew, I became bossier and my little sisters, well Annie became bigger.

I thought I knew my father, through his family, my nan, my aunties, even him. But how much do you ever know anyone? How honest are people?

One of my many flaws is that I am too trusting and caring, there are many times that I’ve been burnt through friendships and relationships.

The longing of a baby of my own, I was under the disillusion that this would bring my family back together, to some normality, that my father would be the father I always wanted and my mum would be ever fussing with all her grand-children.

I know its difficult these days now that families live in different counties or even countries, but families alway find a way to stay in touch.

Everyone wants to feel loved and cared for, to be special.