I'm coming to realise what I need. What my mind needs, what my body needs, what I need to do each, or most, days to feel positive about myself, my role and my life.
I'm busy with my little ones. The phrase, 3-under-5, didn't reach it's monumental status for no reason. 3 under 5 is really hard work. It's constant, it's boring and extremely tiring, for 16-18 hours a day, with night-shift thrown in for good measure. I have to admit, however, I get two days off from the bigger kids when they go to daycare or their dad's, and my little fella only wakes once a night for a feed, so I am very well aware that things could be alot, lot, worse.
I need to dress nicely, put on make-up and create an impression that I am a together mumma. I need real coffee from a cafe, even if I drink it standing next to the wiggles car at the plaza whilst rocking my baby. I need to eat more protein than carbs- I feel lighter and thinner when I do.
I need someone to tell me that I am doing a good job and that I'm a good woman. I don't know why, but I just do. I guess I'm high maintainence in that respect...and I need lots of affection and love. Touches, glances, smiles, snuggles- I need it daily, and if I don't get it, I feel a bit empty inside. Lucky for me, my man, my soul mate and best friend, delivers my needs. And that is why I am starting to feel whole. I have a sad story to tell of my previous marriage, but that can wait for another day x
