Little did I realise that the day I gave birth I gained automatic entry into a very special club. A club whose members can look at each other with a knowing nod and sympathetic smile which says ‘I’ve been there’. Maybe I’ve just been really fortunate, but I have received nothing but support, encouragement and words of advice from other mums. I’m sure there are incidences when we’ve all been judged and judged ourselves, whether we’ve meant to or not, but I have honestly been astounded with the positivity I have received from seasoned professionals and new mums alike.
It started in the hospital with a compassionate look for one another from the ladies sharing the same bay. Then came the supportive messages from distant acquaintances; friends I may have lost touch with suddenly become a source of comfort and support. I have experienced kindness from complete strangers, helping me pack bags at the supermarket, lifting my pushchair up and down steps, closing a window so I don’t get a draft while breastfeeding and letting me skip the queue on multiplee occasions. These are small acts of kindness, and maybe it’s a little sad that I feel so surprised and touched by them, surely these should just be normal gestures? I like to think I would have done the same pre baby but my post baby self will certainly make a conscious effort to assist and show kindness to my fellow mummas.
I guess the purpose of this post is to simply say thank you. Thank you to the pram lifters and bag packers, your kindness is appreciated. This special club is one I’m so happy to be a part of and I take my membership very seriously.
Hooray for mum solidarity!
…and to the grumpy old man in Tescos who tutted at me and muttered under his breath that Grace had a good pair of lungs on her, you’re not in this particular club!