Page 38 - MAY_2017

ONE DAY AT A TIME
WRITTEN BY: SHEREE ECHLIN
Mummas, how often do you take time
to do something for yourself? Daily?
Weekly? Monthly? Or is the real answer
rarely or in fact never?! We spend so
much time focused on the little people in
our lives we often forget about ourselves.
Am I right?! I can’t remember the last
time I was able to shower in peace or
even just a moment of silence to duck
into the toilet unnoticed. It’s like the kids
can sense you have disappeared and
seek you out to wreak havoc once to
make sure you know you’re alive.
I love my girls and I often say I wouldn’t
change a thing. But even I know that’s
probably a little bit of a lie. It’s the
little things in life that can make a big
difference. My two beautiful girls are by
far the best things I have done in my life.
They can drive me crazy at the drop of
a hat but mind you, it’s all part of the fun
isn’t it?! I’m nodding in agreement but
it’s purely a reflex action, haha!
In all seriousness, I know I am very lucky
to have my babies. They may be the
reason I like a glass or two of wine and
more chocolate than I really need, but
they do give amazing cuddles, kisses
and heart-melting smiles. I often have to
remind myself of those moments when
I’m packing up toys (again and again
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and again) or cleaning up who knows
what off the floor. They are the reason I
am mummy and I wouldn’t change that
for anything... well except maybe a trip
to the toilet in silence every now and
then, haha!
But isn’t it funny when they aren’t around
how much you miss them?! Maybe not
every second but the silence can be
deafening. The screams, laughter and
arguing can sometimes create an odd
sense of comfort when you get used to
it, along with driving you up the wall
of course! But I know all of it, the good,
bad and the chaotic will fly by in the
blink of an eye. It won’t be long before
arguments over toys will become battles
over hair straighteners and make up. I
think I will need all the help in the world
then. Chocolate and even wine may not
be enough to save me!
Speaking of treats, isn’t it funny how kids
don’t miss a thing when they know they
have been promised something? There
is no pulling the wool over the eyes of
my girls, especially Miss Izzie. Two days
can go by and they won’t remember the
millionth time you asked for the toys
to be put away, but they remind you a
debt you owe, especially if that reward
involves some kind of chocolatey treat!