Summer is here and we are spending most of our days out in the sun, eating in the parc and enjoying no nappy time (yes, we cracked the potty code). This weekend was a sad one for me as my uncle passed away and it brought tears in my heart and down my face but…
I learned that I learn every day. There is no magic formula for motherhood and we are all in it up to our eyeballs. It's hard, it annoying, challenging, it's sometimes lonely and painful but it's also rewarding, joyful and filled with magic and unicorns and it's all worth it.
Remember those days when you wanted children and seen yourself as the perfect parent riding a unicorn with your hair waving in the air, your LO farting rainbows, having clean clothes any time of the day and their nose never dripping?
Growing up with my grandparents had its perks as we (me and my brother) always got treats regardless if we had lunch or not; they let us stay up late playing outside, scraping our knees and elbows without getting punished for it. What else a child could want more? Freedom was the word for us. We never cared about age gaps and even if I was nine or ten I was allowed to spend time with my much older neighbours kids who were listening to music on a cassette and smoking or having a beer. I considered it educational and not a bad influence because back then people were more honest and genuine and not afraid.