Yesterday after dropping Dylan at his first school orientation day, I
 took Ethan and Jayden to the playground in Mansfield.  After an hour or
 so I started to get my tell tale sign of a migraine.  Flashing lights 
started jumping around everywhere in my right eye, yet there was no pain
 yet.  I quickly gathered the boys together and headed to the chemist to
 get some painkillers.  I was almost due to pick Dylan up and by the 
time I made it to school the pain was intensifying.  
I
 made it home driving very carefully and jumped straight into bed.  
Luckily Michael was only working about 10 minutes away and he was able 
to come home and make the boys lunch.  I dozed on and off for the 
afternoon while Dylan, Ethan and Jayden played so well.  The only 
mischief Jayden got into was some biscuit crushing and some permanent 
marker on my desk (he was just colouring on paper but he went over the 
edges)...
I am so grateful for my amazing boys (husband
 included)!  I got up a little later and put on frozen chips and dim 
sims for dinner.  No  mother of the year award hear I'm afraid!  Michael
 got home from work and ate with the boys and got them to bed so I could
 rest.  
I woke up with the migraine still lingering this morning but managed to get on with my day without too much hassle.  
I find often when I have some quiet time to ponder that I have all sorts of weird and wonderful realisations.  
I
 really used to struggle with all that was on my plate.  I felt 
overwhelmed a lot of the time.  I loved being a mother however I often 
joked that I wanted to be home with my kids, not have to be a cleaner.  
That was part of the excuse of my messy home and constant disorganised 
state.  
What I've come to realise is that it really is
 all part and parcel of it.  When I spend time cleaning our home it is 
for my families comfort.  When I prepare meals I am nourishing them.  
Each action that I take is showing them that they are my priority.  
There is nothing more important in my life than my family 
knowing that they come first. 
Although
 I have always predominantly been a stay at home Mum, I haven't always 
been emotionally available or present 100% of the time.  It's taken a 
lot of soul searching to overcome a lot of my limitations and it's 
amazing how free I now feel because of it. 
My husband and children are my 
priority. 
 My home is my priority.  It's not enough for me to just think that 
though, or even say "I love you" all day long, if my actions and words 
are showing otherwise.  
If I spend my time complaining
 about my children and the mess that they make, having to cook dinner 
when I can't be bothered, nagging at my husband to do things that he 
hasn't done what are they taking from that?  What would they be feeling 
when I speak like that?  If that isn't clear, think back to when you 
were a child and you may have felt something that your parents may not 
have intentionally wanted you to feel, or your siblings.  
I
 certainly know that as a child, when my Mum was so overwhelmed with all
 of her work and emotions, I wasn't sitting there with any ounce of 
understanding about that.  I was thinking about why my Mum didn't care 
about our family anymore and why none of us were worth enough for her 
to bother.  It's not that her feelings weren't important, it's that as a
 child we can't be expected to understand them.  
When we can't clear our own issues, it 
will
 burden our children.  They will take it personally and it will hurt 
them.  They will wonder why they are not enough for their Mum.
We
 all do the best we can with what we know at the time...however we must 
not use that as an excuse.  In this day and age there are countless 
resources around from counsellors, holistic therapists, life coaches, 
NLP, psychologists etc.  We can 
choose to step out of our comfort zones and better ourselves for our children.  
They are worth it and they deserve it.