25th Jan 2018
I look like such a fun mum! But I’m not really.
I’m more like: “Where are your manners, respect your elders, say hello, say goodbye, huh is not a word, take your plates to the sink, this is not a hotel, I’m not your maid, brush your teeth, sugar is poison, dress yourself, pick up your clothes, speak up, get over it, get in the deep end, it’s only water, you can walk, use your brain, sort it out yourself, why do you think that’s happening, good for you, now go to sleep.”
But you know what I don’t care because I fucken love them and I want them to grow up switched on, independent, confident, resilient, able to sort their own shit out, not seeking anyone’s approval for every little unremarkable thing they do.
Fun is for friends. I’m here for fierce.