Three kids is easy. It is bringing up just one that looks hard.
Dear Mum-of-an-only child,
I am in awe of you. I genuinely am.
I see the way you parent your child and it leaves me amazed. I stop and compare some of the things I do and feel inadequate. I watch my three children and realise that really, I have it easy.
I know there is no benefit in comparing how mums go about their roles. I know we are all different and that is rare to find a mother who does not love and cherish and wish only the best for her child.
But it is hard not to be impressed by a mother who devotes so much of herself to only one child.
I know some mothers have only one child by choice and for others it is a bittersweet resolution.
But I am here to say you, mum are causing my head to explode. How do you do it?
There are days as a mother when you just want to squirrel away to quietly read the headlines or catch up on some work. There are days when you just want to cook the god-damned meal in peace and not have to listen to monologues detailing each fishing village your son has built in Minecraft.
There are days when you just want them to shush up and leave you be.
On these days I think about the mother of an only child. The mum who has to spend so much of her time giving so much of herself. I have the luxury of telling my kids to buzz off. Go play with your brother. Go talk to your sister.
I can’t imagine the intensity of needing that alone time and being unable to get it.