Hey, guess what? Today I’m sitting at a play centre with my son with my nose buried DEEP in my phone.
Yup, I’m THAT mum.
The one we’ve all seen, and let’s be honest, probably judged. I always do my very best not to, but sometimes I find myself thinking your child just wants your attention, why can’t you just give them attention?
It’s only made worse by the fact that my son has clung onto a boy his age, his younger sister and his mum. She’s given me a few looks, and I just smile back. I don’t know if she’s judging me, I hope not but at the same time I wouldn’t be surprised.
On any other day, I’d be following them around too, making small talk and keeping my phone packed away in my bag.
Today, my anxiety has reared its ugly head. And I just don’t have it in me.
But my son told me he wanted to play, so instead of moping around the house I got up, got in the shower, put on a dress, got in the car and drove the 2km to the play centre.
And you know what, go me!
Being a mum can be tough. Heck, being an adult is bloody hard. Some days, it’s not easy to function. And it always seems to be on those days that these kids of ours wake up full of energy with a thousand things they’d love to be doing.
So here’s my promise. I promise to never judge ‘that’ Mum, and on days that I am that mum, I promise not to be too hard on myself!
Will you make that promise too?