Today, my princess and I attended our weekly swimming lesson. We had a great time splashing around and trying to blow bubbles, but as usual it was over way too fast. Whilst we enjoy the lessons, the getting out, getting showered and dressed, is always a long and tedious process.
Whilst we were hanging around waiting for a spot in the showers to become free, I couldn’t help but overhear a conversation between two mothers standing just adjacent to it.
The jist of the conversation was that one of the mums was asking the other mum about her kids, and the other mother actually replied that they weren’t her kids, that she was actually their nanny and she had been looking after them, since the eldest was 5 months old.
Now I must admit that I nearly chocked with schock on the spot! Not because the children had a nanny, but because this woman that I had chatted to on numerous occassions and asked for parenting advice, was not these kids mum. I just couldn’t believe it… She just looked so much like their mum.
Not only do they look like her, and obviously adore her, she has an air of complete competence and efficiency that only comes with being a mum a couple of times around. She is so wonderful and natural with these children that no-one could possibly guess that she was anything but their mother.
I just shook my head in disbelieve and thought to myself, that mother’s do come in all shapes and forms, and that you do not necessarily have to birth a child to have them love you like a parent and for you to look to the world like their mother. If only I could clone another of her to take home for my own family.
