I try to do my best by this one every day. Every parent does. But sometimes, I am so physically wrecked I can’t lift her for the cuddles I so want to give her and sometimes she settles instead for gently stroking the bruises that appear everywhere from my falls. “Aww Mumma!”
Today, she helped me put the washing on, she flicked the kettle on, got the milk out the fridge door and put a teabag in a cup for me.
She held up her feet while I changed her nappy, stretched out her arms slowly to help me dress her and went to get her shoes.
And so today, I felt brave. I took her to a gymnastics soft play down the road. All by myself. I’ve always been too scared to go alone… scared I’ll be in too much pain to chase her, unable to keep her safe.
But she clambered up the ladder of the slide before I could even ask if she needed help. Look at her 😍 She deserves every second.
I have such an independent, helpful understanding girl. I am so ridiculously proud of her and so happy when we can share days like today.
Today, Mummy wins.