When was the last time you celebrated a little triumph? I realised today as I watched Emma try her best to toddle around, that it was so much easier a month ago. Back then, she wasn’t desperate to walk, she didn’t refuse to be held or put in the buggy. And yet, I didn’t enjoy those little moments for what they were…they were little triumphs that I just didn’t appreciate.
I think it’s tough as a new mum because you have absolutely no idea what is to come…you’re just winging it every step of the way, or at least I am. I tend to breathe a sigh of relief at the end of a good day, and when it’s a bad one – well, I just keep repeating to myself that tomorrow will be better for sure. It’s hard to appreciate the good times and truly enjoy them, because every day you’re just trying to get it right – get the perfect balance of naps, the right amount of stimulation, choose the right foods and all the while keep her hydrated too. It can be exhausting, to be quite honest.
We’re in a tricky phase. My days are spent bent-double assisting Emma to walk and explore the world around her. She wants to feel independent and like a grown up girl. She wants to be able to do what her friends are doing – in fact yesterday she wanted to steer the buggy as she saw her friend doing the same thing! It feels never ending. I’m so excited for her learning new things, but my back is aching and in fact everything is aching because we’ve been up since 5:30am.
But I’m trying. We all are, as parents – constantly rejigging routines, snacks, meals, nap-times (the list goes on) to make the day work in the best possible way. So this morning I’m reminding myself to celebrate the little things that make our days wonderful, to remember those moments and know there will be more to come tomorrow and the next day. Those moments ‘trying’ that can feel like we’re never getting it right, will too some day turn into another triumph!
Let’s be frank, parenting is hard work – it’s exhausting, frustrating and nothing like you imagined. But here’s to enjoying the times when it’s going well. Here’s to my gorgeous Emma, who smiles as she stands in her cot at the morning, who finally fell asleep yesterday after half an hour of screaming in the buggy, who started balancing on her own, preparing to walk. Those moments alone make me realise that actually, we’re doing okay.