I’m slowly waking between the phone alarm and sunrise. I’m not that old but my bones are a little weary. I know there is a lot to do today. Like every other day. Such is the life of a mum.
I drag myself to the kitchen, fill the kettle and switch it on. The blue light glows as I potter around, putting things into motion for the day. A load of washing, collecting lunch boxes, watering plants. When I return the kettle is boiled- often a little cooler then I like it. I make the most ordinary instant coffee. Milk, no sugar. Mug in hand I shuffle back to bed, to enjoy its warmth and comfort. I sit and sip while the rest of the house starts to stir.
My bones feeling a little less weary.
Sarah Rudge 