Who am I?
Age 37, wife of a frog for nearly 10 years, and mum to two half and half (English/French) girls: a 6 year old and a 5 month old baby, I do wonder sometimes who I am. I still feel 17 years old, footloose and fancy-free but I’m not, am I? I look in the mirror and I realise that. I’m a grown-up now (gulp) and I have responsibilities (double gulp).
I’ve been thinking about this for a while and, like most mums, I am two people.
I am Mummy who wipes bums, noses and tears, helps with reading, homework and explaining things, gives smiles, cuddles and milk, and doesn’t have time or energy for make-up or nice clothes/shoes/bags/accessories, as you can see:
Then there is my alter-ego, Sophie, who harks back to a time when I was just me, and I could read in peace, go to the cinema, chat on the phone, go out with friends, frequent restaurants, pubs, and, way back when, go dancing in clubs. Sophie doesn’t get that many outings these days, but tonight is one of them, tonight I’m out with my NCT mum friends for a girls’ night. So you get to catch a rare glimpse of Sophie here on my way out:
I don’t regret Mummy having the upper hand over Sophie at the moment, that’s what my daughters need right now, and I know that in no time at all they’ll have flown the coop and I’ll have all the time in the world to be Sophie again. And I know I’ll miss that so much. Maybe not the bum wiping bit though.
I’m linking up (for the first time in ages) to the gallery on the wonderful Sticky Fingers blog where this week’s theme is Self Portrait. If you want to join in or see other blog posts on this theme, pop on over:
Also if you’re going to Britmums Live in June come up and say hi, now you know what I look like.