Why love really matters
Miiiihhm
N sometimes sings muuuhm MuHM Miiuhm! (That means me) This might sound strange but It has not completely sunk in to me that I am a ‘Mum’- or Muuhm as N puts it. I haven’t really thought too much on what it means.. I do take it with utmost seriousness that I am responsible for the well being of the little lady who now shares our life and oft times our bed and dinner and other things. I just don’t see myself as that warm gentle cozy quiet soft spoken ‘Mum’ woman that I see so many of. I am impulsive, oft times unconventional.. a bit too playful- what.. the toys weren’t a gift for me?
I started to read some books (about childcare) just out of interest and curiosity. I expected some nice suggestions and input, instead I was confronted with serious things.. things that really matter and might effect how my child lives and sees the world forever after. I learned too, that some of the things I take for granted are so extremely precious and more rare than I had ever thought, my love for every child and care that they are in no way harmed or maltreated for one. I am not perfect- I have my issues, but now I am able to see what they are more clearly how my decisions could be the difference in N having or not having issues.. I find it to be very interesting but more than anything I find it to be very important and I am surprised it is not on a compulsory reading list for parents and parents to be.
Posted on November 9th, 2011 by emma
Filed under: bits n bobs, love




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