…I know this well – it was the most amazing day of my life. Jan the 4th saw our son arrive… and it’s been 9 weeks and two days since he graced us with his presence.
His arrival into our life wasn’t without some drama, he made his Mum extremely ill – so much so, the resultant trauma to her body had her spend three days in intensive care as she recovered. Recover she did, and despite her rough start into the world of Mother-dom – she is now well – along with our son Arid.
It’s nine weeks plus – right… and I’m barely keeping my eyes open. He’s taken to not sleeping well and although he’s tired – he fights sleep like buggery. So it’s a battle, and I have to tell you… if this was the board game Battleship – I’d be buggered! Not a ship on the board ceptin that little ‘tug’ thing, and i’m down to my last peg… he’s got me dead to rights – and BOOM – I’m outa there!
It’s a short post tonight, I don’t have the brainbox capability to draw it out for too long, which is probably just as well. My partner is struggling too, and although we share the parent role as much as possible, there is simply no rest at all from breast feeding! I’m so glad I’m a bloke, I could NOT put up with a baby that demands to velcro itself to your chest, just to get a little sustenance and comfort. Cheeky bugger!
But it’s the Mum thing. There’s nothing in the world remotely like your Mum. Now you might be sitting there – reading this, and going: “Yeah mate – FOR A REASON… she drives me bloody SPARE!”. Well that may be, but there is no other… Mum’s; despite our own inate abiltiy to stuff things up on a regular basis as a species, are truly a breed apart. Love em or hate em, Mum’s are graduate Grandma’s in waiting… and there simply is no higher order then that.
Oh… yeah, my post in point: Heard a bloody rediculous thing the other day, that on Today Tonight they would be interviewing a Politician, a Teacher, a Chef and a Mum, to decide who had the hardest job. I laughed… LOUDLY! Nearly drove off the road in fact, was TV in that much need for entertainment it had to draw upon the obvious? NO CONTEST! Mum’s are ALL of the rest of the jobs rolled up in one, and they don’t have a choice in the matter, they simply are!
Mum’s ARE politicians – I mean to say, who REALLY sets policy in your house eh? Who tells little white lies to achieve certain aims, and identifies key issues to attach themselves too in times of political need? That very same Mum is a teacher too, and it’s not to many Mum’s who don’t have to take up the Chef role in a household either, it’s just not an easy life. So… how does a TV show measure this??? Well, truthfully…? I have no idea at all… you see I fell asleep trying to keep up with one… a Mum that is. And I failed miserably.
So mum’s rule in my book, but don’t let this fool you though, Dad’s are catching up. I’m lucky enough to work from a home office (Sometimes I even get work done!), where I’m based – working away once every few weeks. I get to spend a heap of time helping out, and being a part of my son’s daylight hours. We mightn’t have the feeding role down pat (just not equiped for it 🙂 ), but I change a mean nappy when the pressures on – let me tell you! I’m dreading solids though – but then, that’s where Mum’s come in eh?!