I've become one of "them. You know those mothers who go on about nothing else but motherhood. They live their lives through their children as their own identity disintegrates underneath a pile of dirty washing and soiled nappies. It seems that no matter how hard you try to resist being sucked into the general mum's humdrum, it gets you in the end. My son is 10 years old now but i could still remember that i've been fighting fiercely to maintain my independence and not become too "mumsy", rebelling in my own little ways, like removing baby clutter from view the minute he is in bed at night and wearing mascara and high heels at 7:00 in the morning. Any past invitations I received to attend organised baby groups or mother's outings were turned down instantly for fear of being seen as "just a mother".But as time passed things change, I can't quite put my finger on what it is. Maybe because my son was growng up and his developing personality is making me feel even closer to him. Suddenly, i feel extremely proud to be a mum, and find myself spending every minute of the day bored. Day by day i slightly become more relax and feeling happy seeing him grow.
Those were the days, everyday i miss my son and i love him more and more.
Treasure every moment when your with your kids, for even half a second is worth remembering!
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