She’s not the mum baking organic raw cacao brownies or proving sourdough on the kitchen side. But she’s also not serving turkey dinosaurs and Haribo for dinner every night. She loves a wholesome home-cooked meal (spag bol and beef stew are a win in our house), yet she’s also the first to order pizza on a Friday because—well—life.
She’s the mum in gym leggings on the school run. Not because she’s an influencer or about to smash a HIIT session, but because they’re comfortable for the 127 errands that need doing. Pushing the buggy on a long walk counts as her cardio. Not a fitness fanatic, not a couch potato—just somewhere in between.
She’s the mum without a “perfect routine.” The one who doesn’t run on a strict schedule, but whose kids are always bathed, fed, and clothed. She might not time meals to the minute, but she never misses a drop-off, a pick-up, or the endless after-school clubs her kids enjoy but still love to moan about.
She’s the mum who finds peace in nature, yoga, and spirituality, but also can’t function without coffee and has an unhealthy relationship with Amazon Prime deliveries. She takes mindful walks to clear her head, but is equally capable of a late-night Netflix binge that leaves her eyes stinging. Balance in its truest form.
She’s the mum who lets her kids climb too high, scrape their knees, and race ahead on bikes—because that’s how they learn. But she’s always there when they tumble, arms open, steady and safe. She gives them freedom without recklessness, boundaries without smothering.
She’s the mum that likes to share a bottle of wine (or two) with friends and loves dancefloor moment when the mood is right. But she also knows her limits—because after 1am, she’s more likely to be asleep in the corner than queuing for kebabs.
We live in a world that craves labels: the “fit” mum, the “natural” mum, the “strict” mum, the “party” mum, the “bad” mum. But what about the in-between mum? The one who is a little bit of all of them, and a lot of neither. The one muddling through, doing her best—like most of us.
Because here’s the truth: nobody is perfect. Nobody is nailing it all. And nobody is failing as much as they fear. We’re all just navigating the same storm, raising kids in a world that often feels upside down.
So here’s to the in-between mums. The real ones. The ones holding it all together—quietly, imperfectly, every single day.
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