I see you late-night mamas…

I see you late-night mamas. Those of you trying to snatch some me-time in to the wee hours…

… hiding under the covers with your phone so as not to wake your baby with the light

… sat at your desks with a cup of tea, trying to make that deadline

… asleep on the sofa five minutes in to your favourite show

… passed out in a tangle of arms and legs in your child’s bed, fully clothed, until you wake up in the middle of the night with a crick in the neck and stumble to your own bed – perhaps only to be woken a few hours later by a cry, or a pitter-patter of feet and sweaty hands on your neck or worse still – your child standing in the middle of the room informing you that they have just vomited all over their bed… and then they vomit all over yours.

I see you Mamas.

This one is for all of you who were some of these things today and for those of you who were so much more:

snot-cleaner; bum-wiper; shoe-tie-r; taxi-driver; hand-holder; dog-walker; provider-of-3-healthy-meals-plus-lunch-boxer; food-for-the-rest-of-the-week-planner; mediator; counsellor; breaker-upper-of-fist-fighters; kisser-of-poorly-fingers-and-toes-and-bumps-and-cuts-and-grazes; stain-remover; project-manager; event-organiser; social-media-er; list-writer; shopper; laundry-doer-collector-sorter-put-awayer; cleaner; phone-caller; duster; sweeper; dog-groomer-feeder-cuddler; plant-water-er; scrap-booker; memory-maker; picnic-plan-maker; birthday-rememberer; upkeeper-of-friendships; tooth-fairy-tiny-little-letter-writer; recycler; mood-uplifter; postive-thinker; snatcher-of-minutes-throughout-the-day-to-reply-to-emails-and-try-to-keep-on-top-of-work-and-what-is-happening-in-every-one-else’s-lives-and-the-rest-of-your-town-your-country-your-other-country-your-friend-and-family-dotted-all-over-the-world’s-countries; news-reader; smiler-to-strangers; greeter-of-neighbours; picker-up-of-parcels; appointment-maker; appointment-keeper; getting-to-meetings-on-timer; give-wayer-in-heavy-traffic; washer-upper; dryer; bed-maker-changer; toothbrusher; bedtime-storyteller; snuggler; scare-away-the-monster-in-the-darker; inspirer; motivator; maker-of-lunches-for-tomorrow-so-you-can-please-for-the-love-of-god-get-out-the-door-on-time-in-the-morning; soup-stock-strainer; late-night-worker; cleanser-and-moisturiser-of-your-face-prayer-that-those-circles-won’t-get-any-darker-by-the-morning; critic; hoper; thinker; dreamer… And so much more. So much more.

This was just some of the things I did today. It was a good day. The kind that involved no screaming and ended with giggles and cuddles in bed.

Some days I do more.

And some, I do so much less than I wanted to. But that’s okay.

I wish you all a good night’s sleep and for tomorrow – those little things that make each day different from the one that went before… those little things that make you laugh… that make you cry… that make you smile.

Because you are beautiful. You are amazing.

You are strong. Even when you feel like you haven’t got the strength to take one more step, to get up in the middle of the night one more time… to read one more story, or sing one more lullaby…

When you smile even though you are screaming inside.

Please remember that you are everyone’s heart – everyone’s centre.

Just make sure that you are also your own x

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