Tonight at bedtime my daughter said to me “Mummy, I’m the happiest person in the world, happy, happy, happy!”.
“Why are you so happy?” I asked her.
“Because I have the best Mummy in the whole wide world!”.
Well. I didn’t expect that one.
I haven’t done anything special.
Thinking back on the day:
- I made her cry this morning when she was mucking around and we were trying to get out the door.
- I confiscated her special toy when she refused to put a jumper on.
- She had to go to after-school care while I worked.
- Hubby picked her up, made dinner, asked her how her speech went and was generally the primary caregiver for the night.
- I finally got home after the girls’ dinner, just in time for the Girl Guides run and bedtime.
So what did I do to deserve this?
I was just me. I gave her cuddles, showed her I loved her and was there to tuck her into bed. And that was enough.
As much as we feel the guilt of being away from our children, and the tug of that invisible umbilical cord, us Mums need to stop beating ourselves up about our “failures”.
Just being there, being present and in the moment, is enough.
We are enough. We can be happy. Right here, right now. Be in the moment.