Wherever I go, I see you.
In the kindy carpark trying to wrestle your overstimulated and overtired child into their car seat.
Careening around the supermarket trying to gather what you need while little voices whine and little hands grab unwanted items off the shelves.
At school drop off, hurriedly brushing your child’s hair before sending them off for the day.
Sitting in the doctor’s surgery, a screaming toddler on your lap and boisterous primary schooler running rings around the waiting room.
At weekend sport, rummaging through your car’s console trying to scrape together game fees because you forgot to get cash out.
I see you.
Messy bun, tired eyes, mind racing at a million miles an hour, thinking of all the things you have to do or trying to remember what you haven’t done.
I want you to know that you are not alone. You are not failing, although it may feel like it most days. I know that all too familiar exhaustion is threatening to completely overwhelm you. But you will prevail.
Yes, a few school notes may fall through the cracks and dinner may sometimes be scrambled eggs. Your kids might not always have matching socks or a perfectly pressed uniform, but they are always loved and cherished.
I know this because when I see you, I see me.
You may feel like a hot mess, but you are still a warrior. When it comes to caring for your family and meeting their needs, give it your all. You might feel like you are constantly dropping balls but in actual fact you are your family’s champion. Without you keeping the cogs turning, they wouldn’t get through the day.
One foot in front of the other, step by step, we move forward through the haze of motherhood. We look outwards from our own experiences and see others who seem to be much more capable than us, more organised and composed. However, I guarantee they too are fighting their own battles.
Be proud of the life you have created, of the humans you are raising and endless giving you do to make it happen.
From one hot mess mother to another, we’ve got this.