10/08/2026
I saw a reel about boy mums and the comments were basically thousands of women collectively screaming “THANK YOU, SOMEONE FINALLY SAID IT.”
And while I absolutely relate to living with negative downtime and wondering why walking from the kitchen to the bathroom apparently requires parkour… I kept thinking about the other side of it.
Being their mum is so much fu***ng fun.
These boys have brought parts of me back that adult life had slowly made far too sensible. I play more. I’m sillier. I get dirty. I get in the water. I care less about looking like an idiot. I laugh a LOT.
And at the same time, I get this enormous privilege of raising two little boys into men.
I get to show them that strength and softness can live in the same body. That they can cry, communicate, cook, care, love hard, back themselves and respect the people around them.
Will I also spend the foreseeable future yelling “PLEASE THINK ABOUT WHAT WILL HAPPEN AFTER YOU JUMP”?
Absolutely, and fk I love this gig.
Boy mums — tell me the BEST thing your boys have brought out in you? 👇