EVER since having Erin, I’ve been in awe of many things.
However much we women moan about our bodies - we have periods, we have to wear bras, our bodies continue to grow hair where we don’t want it, and we can’t just wee anywhere - pregnancy and motherhood has made me realise just how amazing we actually are.
We can grow a living person inside us, we can carry them until our body decides it’s time for them to come out - through a significantly smaller hole than it appears will fit - we can produce food to feed this child and continue to help them grow. Feeding our children actually helps our stomachs to go back down to their normal state, and in just a few weeks, our systems seem to resume a normal service again. Nobody could build such a machine!
Then there’s the children themselves. In just 12 months they go from a helpless tiny little mite, who can only lie on their back, cry, eat, sleep, wee and poo, to a ball of babbling nonsense who can get themselves around - either horizontally or vertically - enjoy things, understand some of what you’re saying, recognise people and show affection, joy, interest, disgust and amusement.
One of the things I’m constantly in awe of, is the sheer happiness and excitement the same toy can bring every day. The uncontrollable joy I see in Erin’s face every time she sees the cats, my parents, my sister, their dogs, Peppa Pig, a pile of leaves or a chocolate biscuit - sorry to bunch you all into the same category!
When she wakes up in the morning, her first reaction is to be excited to be awake, thinking instantly what she’d like to do next. I really wish I could spring out of bed every morning in the same way, although waking up to that little fizog does certainly help!
I never feel I need an explanation as to how or why any of this is possible, I’m just delighted to know that it does!
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