There are days when I feel that motherhood is a thankless job.
The late night feedings are getting to me, I am perpetually tired. Aidan has suddenly stopped sleeping in the day, no matter what I do. He fusses and yells at night when it’s time for bed. The Tiny Human is still not at the age where he can interact with the Big People.
Every day, I wonder if I know what I am doing. And I find myself struggling like I have never struggled before.
But then I look at Mr Thick interact with our boy and I smile. He loves our little man unequivocally. He cradles our crying son with such tenderness at five in the morning, when all I want to do is bury my head into my pillow. He thinks that every little fart that the little fart emits is hilarious.
His love for our son is unconditional.
Yes, it’s not easy. Yes, some days I would feel like crying. Yes, it feels as if there isn’t a light at the end of the tunnel.
But all I need to do now is to plow on. Take everyday as it comes. Learn to embrace parenthood and my new identity as a mother. Let go of my need to control and just be there for my son.
He’s just a little person who is getting used to us and the world as much as we are getting used to him.
And then I heard this performance on Britain’s Got Talent and it reminded me of how long and arduous our journey to parenthood has been. Now that we are finally here, I should learn to see the joy in things.
As my friend P says, the days are long but the years are short.