When my first child was born and I realised the pain of
childbirth, I found a new respect for my mother. And when my baby never slept
and I had to function in a zombie like state, I found a new respect for my
mother. When my toddler threw tantrums in the supermarket, doctor’s surgery,
bus, school gate and every other place imaginable I found a new respect for my
mother. And when the never ending mountain of homework started to arrive and
preparing dinner and clearing a bomb site had to be fit in around it, I found a
new respect for my mother. When I became the mother of a teenager and found
myself in the alien territory of mood swings, strops and general hormonal
breakdowns, I found a new respect for my mother BUT since my dishwasher has
broken down and I have to wash the dishes myself on top of everything else,
I’ve realised that woman, was a bloody saint!!!!
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