Mum and Grandmum

Before I was a Mum I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby. I didn’t worry whether or not my plants were poisonous. I never thought about immunizations.

Before I was a Mum – I had never been puked on.

Pooped on.

Spit on.

Chewed on.

Peed on.

I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts.

I slept all night.

Before I was a Mum – I never held down a screaming child so that doctors could do tests.

Or give shots.

I never looked into teary eyes and cried.

I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.

Before I was a Mum – I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn’t want to put it down.

I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn’t stop the hurt.

I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.

I never knew that I could love someone so much.

I never knew I would love being a Mum.

Before I was a Mum – I didn’t know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.

I didn’t know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.

I didn’t know that bond between a mother and her child.

I didn’t know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.

Before I was a Mum – I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.

I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the  wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mum.

I didn’t know I was capable of feeling so much before I was a Mum.

And before I was a Grandma, I didn’t know that all those “Mum” feelings more than doubled when you see that little bundle being held by “your baby”…

 

Remember that behind every successful mother is a basket of dirty laundry.