Pint Size Sue....

That's me, pint size Sue! I have become the smallest person in our household. 

This is because, from nowhere, and I think it may because I've watered and fed them, I have two men in my home. It's ok I know them well, I produced them, with a little help. 

It doesn't seem that long ago since I was folding them both in half, trying to load them into a car seat and my handbag was a nappy changing bag. Ahhhh I remember!!! But I was the tallest! 

I could tower over them and say mum stuff and tell them off, or order them about, I still do a bit but I find I'm having to look up! I'll tell you something though, I may be small but I am still mum and the boss here. I have had to stand on the sofa and get above them to grab my power back, do you know what one of them said to me? 

"Mum don't stand on the furniture!!" .....whhhhhaaaaaat???? They are even stealing my lines, I'm the mum that's what I say! My eldest son thinks it is quite amusing and if he catches our reflection in a shop window or mirror he measures me against himself and shouts very loudly 'Mum, look you're smaller than me', yes this could be in the middle of Tesco's or the local high street, to which I admit it reluctantly and swiftly move on.

Clothes become more expensive as they need man clothes and I can't buy their clothes anymore, oh no! I remember when it was so easy to just pop a little 2-3 year old outfit in my trolley at the supermarket, one I thought would look nice in the days when they had no choice. Feet have become bigger and shoes start to stink, as well as arm pits so man deodorant is now dominating my bathroom shelf, as well as shaving products, they're man razors are also bigger than my pink lady razors. Oh there is a pattern emerging. 

But hey, they say the best things come in small packages, it's not about size, it's about quality. I remember wearing high heels as a teenager to walk around in, very briefly as I didn't really like them. You know the white stilettos in the 80's? Yep, disco danced in them as well to a bit of Karma Chameleon by Culture Club. Times change, I'm now a flatty, low heel sort of gal dancing slowly to Fleetwood Mac, but I'm comfy.

I'm also comfortable with my height really, I love that I am a mum to two very grown up and beautiful boys. They once looked up to me as an inspiration and role model (someone help them now) and now it's my turn to look up to them and I will with a big smile on my face. 

I've loved every stage of them growing up and so lucky to be a part of it all,  and hope to continue for a long time yet. They always come and say goodnight, give me a big hug and tell me they love me. That!, my readers......makes me taller than anyone.......with pride! 

Be good and I will catch you tomorrow for some poetry. A verse for Thursday. 

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