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Going back through out my works i found this few weeks back whilst reminiscing with my girlfriend the writings i had written she remembered still to this day and really loved and enjoyed she pointed out this one to me one i myself look at on many occasions to keep me remembering the importance of being a mother not just a mother but a good mother something that sometimes i feel i falter from due to my lack of structured routine then i realize that its not that i am a bad mother its just that i forget to STOP ......so that is exactly what i am doing i am going to stop this year is my year i am gaining control of me and structuring my world ,my daughters world i have done it before and i will do it again ,children work ....which one ?
CHILDREN >>>WORK>>>>WHICH ONE ..
Exhausted: my body needs sleep.
Exhausted: my minds reeling, it needs to rest
every second i hear the word ...MUM Mum MuM mum..repeating its self like Indian war drums .
i want to scream out "WHAT", but children don't understand , they dont understand the pressures of day to day activity's or responsibility and to show my frustration would be confusing to them, not only inappropriate.
JUST HALF HOURS SILENCE that would do me please a ten minute cuppa a small chance to get off my feet .....
but beside me my daughter , she calls for me again ,excuse me ,excuse me mummy can you do this for me , can you do that
shes at that age when children they do not know patience that age where she still needs my help with everything.
i go to her and i ask what i can do the smiles at me and asks me to do up her shoes , i obliged.
I kiss her forehead before i go out to the kitchen to start the dishes , excuse me mummy , mummy mummy excuse me ....
I ask her what can i do for you sweetie pie she says ummmmm as she just stares blankly up toward my eyes
i turn still holding attention and i start to slowly pick up a plate yet again however a small voice i can hear ,excuse me mummy ....
as soon as i picked up the plate ...excuses me mummy ....i give up turning in her direction i want to play with you she says , i want to watch tv
so i walk over and i pop on a video, its her favorite one
mummy mummy mummy ,look look look look at this look at this
again i cant win , she calls me back as i start to walk away ..she loses interest in what was playing ,shes only three .
Now she wants to paint with glitter and all , GREAT !!! their goes the only job i managed to do ... clean the table and vacuum the floors
oh well it wont hurt to do them once more :(
SO .....at the end of the day, lets see what i did here are the things that were on my list
i did the dishes ,..but now theirs more from tea
vacuumed but now more glitter upon the floor
washed some clothes dried them too.
wiped down benches, but they need it again
i cleaned the stove top but have to do it again ,watched kids videos,painted rocks and rolled them in glitter
fed daughter about ten times over the day
read a book to her ,now shes asleep leaving me to clean up everything again
its amassing i have not gone out of my brain, i understand things need to be done, but i think for now on my child will be number one
then she wont hound me to play instead of work and when she goes to bed that is when ill start to do house work
for all day all i hear is
mummy mummy and if i don't respond it turns into tears , shes driving me crazy day after day
yet i wouldn't want it any other way so the lesson i have learned is simple but clear
child first ,.... house last , after all you live life only once children grow so fast id hate to look back and see my child's teary face as all i did was try and clean up this place .
About the Creator
Solitude crow
I Am Me ,IAMME !!!
Their is nobody in this world like me
I am a vibration, I am love, struggling to express my thoughts perfectly due to acquired brain injury,spell check and my lack of punctuation all conflicting 2001 - now. I am improving.



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