Its a question I never thought I would even ask myself, of course I know I am a Mum, I just don’t feel like one.
I feel detached.
Not because I want to but because I have too.
With this disease being at its worst I need more help than normal, in every sense of the word. From getting dressed to going down the stairs, someone needs to be there.
Because of all this I need to stop and ask for help, I need to let someone take over whilst I push on and recover from this.
This means letting others do alot of the looking after as far as the girls are concerned. I am here, we still talk and cuddle and play, however being unable to do these things makes me feel like such a failure as a Mother.
And a Wife.
I think I am noticing more because I am so physically drained. Sitting is an effort today, I think my body thinks its been hit by a bus, a big double decker.
I hope they understand, the Girl’s that is. I also hope they know how much I wish I was being super-mum.
Thank goodness for my amazing support.