I'm A Normal Mum
I'm a normal Mum.
No, seriously I am. Stop laughing.
Okay, so yes I understand that there is nothing "normal" about me, but then again as I frequently tell Top Ender and Big Boy being called different or weird is a compliment not an insult. Anyway. As I was saying.
I'm a normal Mum.
Sure, I wake up every two hours or so in the night when my husband or I check that my Sons blood sugars haven't dropped or risen to a level that is dangerous.
I'm a normal Mum.
Oh and yes, I'm aware that I actively encourage my children to read, practice their spellings, their number bonds and times tables, their handwriting and of course their Violin.
I'm a normal Mum.
I'm a volunteer parent governor at the School both my children currently attend.
I'm a normal Mum.
I go to Church and I'm lucky enough to have a calling (it's an assignment so I have a "job" at Church) and each week the Children and I read Scriptures, discuss Spiritual matters, pray several times daily, pray for our food to be blessed and have one evening a week where we spend an evening together talking over spiritual matters.
I'm a normal Mum.
So why do I feel so different?
Why do I feel that others are judging me?
Why can't I be the kind of Mum everyone else is?
I wish I could read minds, or live someone else's life for the day, so I could experience what they experience. So I could understand what they think about me. So I could understand what they think about themselves.
Oh.
I get it.
Everyone feels this way.
Everyone is a normal Mum.
No, seriously I am. Stop laughing.
Okay, so yes I understand that there is nothing "normal" about me, but then again as I frequently tell Top Ender and Big Boy being called different or weird is a compliment not an insult. Anyway. As I was saying.
I'm a normal Mum.
Sure, I wake up every two hours or so in the night when my husband or I check that my Sons blood sugars haven't dropped or risen to a level that is dangerous.
I'm a normal Mum.
Oh and yes, I'm aware that I actively encourage my children to read, practice their spellings, their number bonds and times tables, their handwriting and of course their Violin.
I'm a normal Mum.
I'm a volunteer parent governor at the School both my children currently attend.
I'm a normal Mum.
I go to Church and I'm lucky enough to have a calling (it's an assignment so I have a "job" at Church) and each week the Children and I read Scriptures, discuss Spiritual matters, pray several times daily, pray for our food to be blessed and have one evening a week where we spend an evening together talking over spiritual matters.
I'm a normal Mum.
So why do I feel so different?
Why do I feel that others are judging me?
Why can't I be the kind of Mum everyone else is?
I wish I could read minds, or live someone else's life for the day, so I could experience what they experience. So I could understand what they think about me. So I could understand what they think about themselves.
Oh.
I get it.
Everyone feels this way.
Everyone is a normal Mum.