“Mum. Mummy? MUM! Muuuuuuuummmmmm!”
Kids are creative. They can say this one word a thousand different ways in one day. My four-year-old asked me not long ago, “What’s your name?”
I laughed, amused and a little puzzled.
“It’s Katie,” I said. “You know that!”
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“Oh yeah, ” he giggled.
Wow, did he forget my name? I can’t really blame him. We always play the silly game where he says, “Mum,” and I say, “That’s my name, don’t wear it out!”
But it was worn out. I was worn out.
My husband came home the other night and greeted everyone. Lastly, he came to me and said, “And how are you doing mum?”
I handed him the baby and announced, “I’m having a shower.”
In the bathroom, I stared at myself in the mirror. “Katie,” I said. “Katie, Katie, Katie.”
I called a friend and stayed silent for a minute until she said, “Katie, Kate? You there?”
Yes, I thought, relieved. I am still here.
And you are supposed to do all these things at the highest level. Because you are raising a human being.
And then, of course, you have to make sure you are still filling your own cup, putting on your own oxygen mask first; a happy mum makes for happy kids etc.