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"Child 2.
"Child 2.

Last week child 2 won player of the week at camogie it was all very cute she even got a little trophy. I missed it.

I missed it because I was in A & E with her brother, both of us crying - him because he didn't want the nurse or anybody else to even "look" in his direction, me because I had an awful feeling I was the worst mother in the entire universe...

Reasons being:

(A) I had no idea how he hurt himself so bad
(B) I had no idea when he hurt himself so bad
(C) I had once again missed something important for child 2.
(D) Turned out he was absolutely fine so I had missed child 2 getting her trophy for nothing 💣

This happens quite frequently, more than I care to admit. You see child 2, well, she's pretty much perfect. You would think that's a good thing, I mean it is, it's just in between her sisters ever growing list of after school activities, playdates and general stroppy cow syndrome, and her brothers ability to lose his mind along with copious amounts of stuff throughout the day because of such things as;

His pasta not being "long enough" or
His socks not being "short enough" I'm not even joking 💩
Child 2 and her happy go lucky, non sh*t giving little self sometimes gets the least of my attention throughout the day. This of course worries me, I end up staring at her as she sleeps riddled with guilt, taking in every inch of her perfect, happy go lucky, non crap giving little self, promising to be better, for her, I need to be better.

But my sweet child 2 please know....

I see you. I see you in the mornings, your big smile as you go with the flow, humming and without complaint completely oblivious to the other two scalds who by 8am have usually been the cause of me cursing under my breath 465,000 times...

I see you never fighting over what's on the television - always just happy if their happy,

I see you share every single thing you own without question, I see you always thinking of your brother and sister, no matter what you get you always make sure you're not empty handed for them coming home, I see you sometimes get anxious before school or in crowds, I see you breathing with me and taking me in, I see you watch me wipe your tears, I see you then bravely walking in.

I see you worry when your sister once again slams her door, I see you negotiate with your brother when he's mid sh*t losing and crying and kicking on the floor, I see you dance and sing... you actually have no idea of the joy you bring 💜

I see your eyes widen with enthusiasm everyday at dinner when everyone's talking about their day, you have such an amazing little way. I see you blossom when it's just me and you, I know it's not nearly often enough and sometimes it goes long over due. But yes my sweet, sensitive, funny, caring beauty...
I see you. ❤

Below I have attached a picture of child 2 with her trophy. I have also attached a text I received from her camogie trainer last night after I initially had written this. Turns out child 2 is a little wagon same as the rest of them. I'm blaming the whole middle child thing."


Credit: Mammysbrightside


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