Last week monkey decided to wake up at 5.45am every morning,
This meant that I started each day with the alarm clock “mummy mummy mummy mummy”.
Now we are all early birds anyway. I get up between 6am and 6.30am so it isn’t the worst things that could happen.
Yet it felt 1000 times worse trying to get through the day and attempting to make it to bedtime without losing my shit.
Last week was a turbulent one with emotions and anxiety. It’s been a learning curve for me that I really cannot trust anyone. I only had a handful of people that I could rely on and trust anyway. Yet now it has dwindled down some more…
Throughout the week I have focused on one thing. Despite everything and everyone, I am Mummy…and no one can take that away from me.
I am a mummy to a nearly 3 year old boy who is my absolute world. In it all, my family really are the only ones that I need to focus on when times get tough.
Every week I am learning and developing, not just in a work capacity but on a personal level too.
Sunday morning was the first morning last week that monkey gave me a lie in, and I got my usual call at 6.30am.
I spent Sunday feeling like a new woman until my usual mid afternoon lull.
Reflecting on life and what’s important takes an important role in my mind at the moment.
What’s important is love. Life is way too short, the horrific attacks over the last few weeks have again made this ring true even more.
Busy Working Mummy XOXO