How many times a day do you hear the word Mum? Mum, Mumma, Mummy, Mummmmm. I loose count most days.
The other day we were in the car and my son was calling me "Mummy, mummy, mummy", I was selectively ignoring him. Then I heard "MUMMMM". My husband and I couldn't help but laugh.
We take hearing that word for granted. It happens countless times in any 24 hour period that after the 137th time it's just a word, not much meaning.
A few days ago I had had what felt like an endless day with the kids. No day sleeps, no down time, no rest, just go go go. By the end of the day we were all exhausted. I needed a minute or I felt as though my head was going to explode.
I sat the kids down to their dinner of pasta and cheese (don't judge, I gave myself a high five that it wasn't McDonalds). While they eat their dinner I normally run around putting a load of washing on, doing the dishes, doing the prep for mine and hubby's dinner. However, on this day I needed to just stop and be. So I sat on the lounge while they ate their dinner (in front of the TV, yep I'm one of those parents) and let myself relax.
My daughter, already 4, said "Mummy could you please feed me" in her sweetest, softest voice. Reluctantly I moved the couch forward and helped feed her dinner. On a night like this I wish someone could feed me.
As I was shovelling the pasta into her mouth she looked up at me and said "Mummy, thank you for helping, I'm just so tired. I'm lucky to have a Mummy like you".
WOW child..... Way to make my heart go BOOM BOOM BOOM.
Just like that when you have nothing left in the tank they give you some fuel.
So I said "You're welcome" and continued shovelling in the pasta.
Then of course I started to think. I'm her Mummy. I looked over at my son missing his mouth and putting more pasta on the ground than in his tummy, and I thought, I'm his Mummy.
These two little people think I'm pretty awesome just for being me.
Never ever take for granted that you are someone's Mummy. That you can hear the sound of the word "Mummy" numerous times a day. It is a very special gift given by God, cherish it!
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