Yes the year has flown and I am thinking a lot about what the year has done to me. Foremost it made me a Mum. A change so big I don't think I remember the version of me that wasn't a Mum. If I do then oddly that version is a less happier me by my memory. Not because I didn't feel happy then but because I don't remember feeling this comfortable in my own skin.
Essentially being a Mum (by one means or another) means you do two things; you bring a human being into your world and then you care for it. You feed them, water them, keep them clean and warm and there's no question on if you don't because you just do.
Whatever your path is to and through these things; Pregnancy or adoption. Breast or bottle. Work or stay at home. However you do it, YOU do it. You do it everyday. You make choices. You dig deep and form opinions on what is going to work for your family. You study. And you love so hard that you'll question everything on this earth except the fact that you have to do it all.
And I take pride in all of that. I do that and I am proud of myself. I look at her and I swell with pride. I swell with pride and like Kryptonite it shrinks everything else that could have the potential to define me in the negative. I swell with pride and I look at the previously insurmountable and think "well I made a freaking person! A freaking awesome person! I can do THAT!" I feel that confidence and failure isn't as fearful. If I failed a course, received criticism, lost a job, was unsuccessful in an interview or was betrayed in any way none of these things could take me as low as once they would have. Because after them all, I still did that.
So in the spirit of UK Mothering Sunday tomorrow read this. If your card is a bit crap and your tea in bed is weak and cold give yourself the gift of well done. Confidence in everything you do because look at what you do! And some fearlessness too!
Happy Mother's Day!
How Euna rocks a birthday, with pancakes for breakfast...
Be proud. Celebrate them. Celebrate you.