Owning Motherhood

Reminiscing is a wonderful thing. Having time to reminisce even better. The Christmas break allows you some of that time, in-between actual Christmas and the New Year, where the days don’t count as real days, almost monopoly money like. They are film days. Not days where you watch films but the ones where you envisage yourself in a film. Days spent so entirely different from every other day of the year that they can’t be viewed as anything other than make believe. The absolute perfect time to reminisce, the perfect gift.

I’d just stepped out of the shower to squeals of “Mummy, you have to come see this!” There were peels of laughter, shrieks of embarrassment and heaps of “aww you were so cute” to “what on earth am I wearing?” Ah, this could only mean one thing, they had found the old videos.

Wondering into the room to find them all curled up on the bed was bliss in itself. They are teens. This does not happen. Limbs entwined with not a peep of “get off me you freak” to be heard. Definitely a film-like state. A moment to be treasured.

“Oh, Mummy, look at you!” And there I am, no longer a mother of three teens but as a mother of three smalls aged five, three and one. I don’t recognise me. We aren’t talking about the ageing here but the person I was – insecure as a parent – trying to manage the total chaos of it all whilst trying not to be filmed – no easy feat. Oh times have changed says the vlogger! I’m not her anymore. My children have changed me. I’m no longer trying to be a mummy. I am Mummy. Children growing do that, I guess. I’m not playing at this motherhood thing anymore. I’ve settled and that feels good – still refusing to talk about the ageing – just focussing on the personal feeling here!

However, I’m trying to work out whether it’s the children growing or me hitting 40 that has done it but something has changed. I am definitely no longer acting the role of parent. I might even have thrown a little bit more of being me into the equation along the way. Don’t get me wrong, I adore being a mum but it feels good to show my children the daughter I am, the sister, the friend, the everything. There’s something in me that wants them to know all the parts, all the roles and not to be too defined as Mummy.

It’s very obvious to talk about the way the children grow when you look back over old films and I’ve a whole blog on that to come. In fact, I was going to write that one first but the feeling of accepting motherhood, now they are teens, developed as I started to write. I feel more confidence now. There’s a happiness to question more. An acceptance of my inabilities but also my strengths has appeared. Definitely a sense of completeness. There is so much to be said for motherhood changing you. It does, unquestionably, but never more so than now do I feel that I have accepted motherhood.

In the beginning everything is so new. You lose yourself in what you think the role should be, how you think you should parent. You immerse yourself amongst the torrent of advice. There is no time, never anytime (!) to take stock and work out how you want to do it and almost before you have that time they’ve grown, you’re doing it, you’re parenting, you’re lost in it. Then, out of the blue, you catch a glimpse of that young mummy you once were (still not discussing ageing) and you glance at your three teens giggling on the bed, laughing at it all, and you’ve done it. You’ve done that whole motherhood thing. It worked! No overthinking, no questioning. It just worked and this huge feeling of owning motherhood for what it really is, is so powerful. Yes it’s probably a huge dose of pride and immense love but it feels like more than that.

So, for all of those who haven’t teens yet, who are battling the terrible twos, the threenagers, the bit in-between and the tweens, try not to overthink. It does just seem to happen. Yes, with hideous amounts of lost sleep and copious amounts of wine/gin but it  happens and, as long as all the right ingredients are added to the pot, it’ll be OK – they’ll be OK! Then, with a few more wrinkles (not too many, I hope) and a good dose of love they’ll be the gorgeous people that you have worked so hard at raising to be … just saying!




  1. Christmas was a magical time for us too with lots of family time & cuddles on the couch. My 2 are only 1 & 4 but looking back on recordings of them as babies brings a lump to my throat.I am still in the ‘trying to be a mummy’ stage and sort of look forward to the day I master the fine art of Motherhood. Great post and love your work #PostsFromTheHeart

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    1. Oh special time for sure. That trying to be a mummy stage can be tough and I’m not by any means saying I’ve mastered it (I’ve got three teens!!) but am certainly more confident in my own skin now than I ever was. Thank you so much for your lovely comment xx

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  2. You reminded me of those days when my children were still small and the older neighborhood kids would come over and create a situation I wasn’t prepared for… I remember just thinking “Go easy on me, I’ve only got experience up to 3, 4, 5 years old… (or whatever age my children were at the time)” How much I’ve changed since then!!!

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    1. Aww you’re so right – we can only be the mummy we can be for the stage that our children are at and the experience we have. We certainly grow alongside our children don’t we? Thank you for your comment xx

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  3. This is such a beautiful post and it definitely bought a tear to my eye. I often feel like a failure as a mum. I struggle. I doubt. I question. But it is important to remember that one day soon they will be grown up. I will have done motherhood to babies. And what really matters is that I love my children. Hugs Lucy xxxx popping back very belatedly from #PostsfromtheHeart

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  4. This was such a beautiful read! Even though both of my boys are still young, thinking of the day when they’ll be grown and on their own brings a huge lump to my throat.
    I literally just launched my blog today and am searching and reading through several posts of different writers I find appealing and can relate too.
    You’re great!
    XOXO, Caitlin

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