Supermamas not real

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Today I hit an all time low on motherhood – or at least since the newborn days (which I like to refer as the emotional rollercoaster days).

I was trying to put him down for a nap. He was getting cranky and yawning apa but REFUSED to go to sleep. Menangis sekuat hati, then when finally settled down, he started messing around. I was getting more and more frustrated sampai menangis.

Looking back, I should have just left it but I wanted to start revising for my exam (only 6 weeks to go…aghhh) and wanted to get some peace for revision, and not a cranky, sleep-deprived lil one. (Zayan needs to have his nap – if too late, we’ll miss the boat completely and nda tia mau tidur and get VERY VERY VERY cranky. A situation I very much wanted to
avoid)

Anyway, so there I was getting frustrated at his refusal to sleep but also at my lack of patience. Why cant I just deal with him more patiently? Layan his crankiness. Be a supermum!

A supermum would be like – kenapa inda mau tidur? *said in a gentle, loving tone of voice* Ok lets find out why you’re cranky/crying in the last 30 minutes – even though you’ve pretty much said no to everything. We can go through the list again! Drink? Yoghurt? Something amazing on youtube? Elmo in real life? No? Let’s find some fun games to distract you!

But no, I was too tired from last night’s shift – came back home at almost 1.30 am. And I need to start studying.

Anyway, then I read my friend’s blog on how being a supermum is really something that is not real. Because let’s face it, no mum can ever be perfect. Mamas out there have their greatnesses and weaknesses. (ok not all mamas – there are some who have really really questionable parenting.)

So I forget to put on his eczema cream sometimes. And also forget to change nappy to the point it is almost to his knees. Sometimes I get annoyed and my patience snap. Sometimes I show youtube videos for distraction and some peace and quiet. And I tell myself all the time that I need to spend more time with you and play more with you, but always feels myself short in this. Heck, I’m not even a yummy mummy! (The mummy living upstairs always always looks impeccably dressed and is gentle and patient)

But I do try. I get him to be involved in cooking – he is now perfecting the skill of cracking eggs (too aggressive still). We read a book every night now when I’m there before sleep. My hugs and kisses are of indefinite amount – so needy I’m sure asking for hugs and kisses all the time. I try not to give mismatched socks anymore. And I eat healthier food and more vegs so my son will follow suit. And at least I dont smoke and swear in front of the kids – I mean ever.

Anyway, the point is supermums dont exist. There’s just mummies who try to be and do the best they can.

Love, me

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2 Comments

January 5, 2014 · 1:05 am

2 responses to “Supermamas not real

  1. Salam blogger. First and foremost, we surely dont know each other BUT i stumbled your blog when i was browsing some blogs. Little that i know, ive been following your stories just because its funny (i laugh at times) and also because its real. Something i can relate to although at this point of time, i have two kids and i might be pregnant again. Alhamdulillah nevertheless.

    Anyway. Yes i agreee. No such thing as super mummy but ive always imagine myself being one up to a point, my whatsap status is supermummy cape on! lol. so prasan. I totally can relate. As ive said, i have two kids (1 boy and 1 girl) as of now. one is almost three and one is almost 8 months. Imagine the hectic that ive to go through every single day. Slept really late, woke up pretty early, get them ready for day care on weekdays and come weekend, husband and i must always come up with activities to engaged them with. Just so that they will be tired and have nap times etc.

    Whatever it is, fret not dear blogger. read your stories, you are a super mummy after all. And yes i dont get the chance to wear pretty clothes at home too just because i will end up being a human napkin after all. You take care now. Your boy is one cute clever boy. Alhamdulillah.

    And yes, mummies cry all the time. Just because we are very fragile hehe

    Btw, you can call me Siti

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