Which is clearly a very pressing question at 4am in the morning.
Anyway, I'll go on since I'm here.
Don't know why it has popped into my head, but it was dd's birthday party age 6 or 7 at softplay.
Off they all popped, no worries. Anyway, a little while in, dd brings one of her little friends to me as if I was the oracle of all things wise because her little friend had cut her hand somehow (like a papercut). DD, in her unwavering faith in me, was looking for a resolution to this issue.
As you might imagine, just 2 of the other Mammies had stayed and I was sitting with them. I could feel the weight of my dd's expectations, this little one's trust, and the judging (not there - they are lovely) of the other two mothers there present.
Thanks to the blessed curse of high heels and frequent blisters on my feet, I always carry plasters with me, so magically cured this grave injury.
Anyway point?
I have never felt in such a position of trust apart from when I gave birth. The absolute trust that a 'Mammy' will sort it from a little shy girl.
It's a privilege I think. Other Mammy's were nodding together 'I had not plasters, have you any?' etc. lol, and I felt like for once I aced being a Mum.
Give me a break - it's 4am. I'm talking nonsense as I haven't slept in 36 hours and have no idea why I had to share this useless piece of information with the universe.
And good morning to you all who wake up to this thread in 2 hours. I'm sorry! Will somebody let me sleep!!!!!!!!!