Protected: A little more lurrvvve
July 4, 2008
Motherhood magic
June 25, 2008
Whenever I’m at work, I really miss my kids. How’s M at school? Are there going to be complaints from the teachers again? What about the little one? How’s his appetite? What does he have in his porridge today? Simple, seemingly trivial questions, yet they mean so much to me.
When I get home, the sparkle in their eyes. Yells of ‘Mummmyy!’ His little arms around my neck. The other’s flailing in excitement. Pleas to carry them. Implorations to take them to the playground. Earnest, almost piteous. My heart could literally melt.
A daughter. A wife. A sister. A friend. A teacher. I am, above all else, a mother.


