Dear diary
Often times, people forget that moms are human too. Well,
to be fair, moms tend to not want to be seen as anything other than heroes. HEY,
WELL NOT THIS MOM!! Yoh, somebody put the candles on for people to see the Clark Kent and not
Superman in me. This mom is tired and would only like time with a glass of
Merlot, a slab of dark chocolate and a conversation that doesn’t have anything
relating to children…Life is but a dream
A mini social media vacation is exactly what I needed. Who
am I kidding, my kids broke my phone, took over my laptop and left me for dead
in a world humans interact…without electronics. As if the pandemic wasn’t enough
already! The device take over was easy in the beginning. It was the first week
of school holidays so I overcompensated when my niece came over. The girls
would either watch their shows separately, leaving me to just exist and serve
them, or they would watch a show together, end up fighting and watching shows separately…leaving
me without a device yet again. A vacation from social media nonetheless.
It was kind of weird being “the aunt kids’ visit for
holidays”. What was I to do? It hit me that I had to come up with the rules when
my niece asked me what they were. I was stunned. I froze because I didn’t realise
the amount of power I had. Wow, really? Me? In charge? This is going to be
great, I thought to myself…I shouldn’t have thought at all! I came up with new
rules after every “problem”. I learnt something though and that is ‘No amount
of treats, late bed times and park visits will have children respect you’. Parenthood
is a hood not for the weak.
I love my niece but I think I am more of a ‘come for the
weekend aunt’ and not a holiday aunt. Honestly, my niece is my best friend and I
love having her around. From the moment I found out about Onthatile, I fell in
love. I knew that she and I would get along because for some reason, she only
seemed to respond to my touch more while in the womb. Not only did she have my
heart, she had my money! Out here craving things only to not eat them. But it’s
fine. Its fine, I am over it. To think our little tadpole turned 9 is really
something else. 9 years of being an aunt to one of the world’s most interesting
human beings. She makes me laugh, to a point I find myself gasping for air. She
makes me mad, to a point I want to yell at the top of my lungs. She makes me
feel safe by holding my hand and praying for me. She mostly makes me feel proud
through the moments she realises how bright she lights a room, my heart and
life. A whole 9 years, damn, I think I might just have her for the holidays
again. Did I just emotionally blackmail myself?
If anything, the past few weeks have revealed a side to me I knew nothing of. The guts, the audacity, the grit! I am a liker of things and I am finally seeing it. I’m learning that letting go of my fears leads to an adventurous life. Going from praying for things at a time I felt as though my world was coming to an end, to watching them all unfold at such an unexpected time, is humbling. I finally understand what Max from ‘The secret life of pets’ meant when he said “Life is crazy. One minute you’re getting fitted for a cone and the next you hear you’re going in the car”, Only thing missing is my person. I am shocked at how comfortable my husband is with me not being his wife. This is how i know he is petty. Whoever and wherever he is, he is a petty man
I am grateful for the growth, love, peace and possibilities
tomorrow will present!
- Love,
Rethabile
The stay at home mom
P.S God's delay is not his denial. never stop praying
Psalm 95:2
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ReplyDeleteThank you ❤️, hope we won't have to wait this long for another instalment of stay at home mom diary🙃
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