Amy from The Smallest Of Things tagged me in the Rocking Motherhood tag. I like the idea of it, as the general idea is you list 10 ways in which you are rocking motherhood. In a world full of criticism and doubt it is meant to be a pat on the back.
Sounds great right?
In theory yes, but if you’re anything like me it’s incredibly hard to do! I am the first to poke fun at myself, say I’m rubbish and make a joke. It is far easier to put yourself down than it is to build yourself up. I’ve never been one to blow my own trumpet, but today I’m going to try.
- Piglet is still alive at 10 and a half months. This may seem silly, but if you’ve seen my attempts with house plants and goldfish you’d understand the triumph.
- We are still breastfeeding at 10 and a half months. This is not a dig at those who bottle feed, fed is best. However, I fought incredibly hard to establish breastfeeding and we had a lot of feeding trouble for the first 8 weeks. To go from pumping to breastfeeding, and sticking to it, is something I am proud of.
- Piglet goes to swimming lessons. Since 6 months old I’ve been taking Piglet to a lesson once a week. He loves it, I do not.
- I’m teaching him to love books. I try to “read” with Piglet every day. He doesn’t appreciate it fully yet, but he enjoys the stories if I make them short and interactive enough. I don’t let him chew on books (he can gnaw on pretty much everything else though!) and as he gets older I’m hoping he’ll understand why. Books are to be cherished, and reading is fun.
- I make him home cooked meals from scratch. My own diet may leave a lot to be desired at times, but Piglet is offered a variety of foods for a balanced diet.
- I cook eggs. Eggs make me boke. The smell. The texture. They’re horrible! I cook eggs for Piglet though, and I even touch it to my lips to check if it’s too hot with minimal gagging.
- I am patient. To most, I am the post impatient person you’ll ever meet, but with Piglet I rarely feel like I’m about to snap.
- I’ve watching the Jungle Book a million time. And that’s just since the start of 2017! Piglet loves it, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make him happy.
- I know how to make him laugh. The proper big belly laughs. The best kind.
- I get down on the floor and PLAY. My house may not be the tidiest, the dishes not done or the ironing finished. But Piglet has had my time, and thats what matters. (I have a hole in the knee of my jeans to prove it!)
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