Hello, thank you for visiting my blog!!. My name is Michelle, aka The Perfectly Imperfect Mummy. I am Mum to two sets of twins, 8-year old Girl/Boy twins and 3 year old fraternal twin girls who I may or may not refer to as the ‘threenagers’ or one in particular as my ‘demon baby’. As much as they drive me around the bend, which is more often than not, I love them dearly and couldn’t imagine my life without them.
In my spare time, I enjoy sleeping, going to the toilet alone and occasionally indulging in a Moscato or 6, working on my course that I am undertaking in Professional Writing and Editing and last but certainly not least, writing my blog. I really hope that you enjoy reading it and my personality translates correctly. I am very down to earth, kind and do I identify with the Bad Mum Brigade?, the answer to that is a bit fat HELL YES!!. I love these women, they have been my saviours when I thought I was the only one who felt certain ways about my kids (like wanting to send them to boarding school) but these lovely ladies have been here to reassure me that I am normal and pick me up when I’m down. There is so much pressure from society to be a certain kind of Mum and to look after our babies a particular way, yet they can’t work out why rates of PND are soaring. It takes a village to raise a child, not just one solitary new Mum who is shit scared, anxiety ridden, hormonal, hating herself because breast feeding isn’t working out for her, she has battle scars from her recent birth that she is still trying to recover from and she is beyond exhausted. As women, we need to prop each other up & observe the sisterhood, breast feeding isn’t working??, good on you for trying, you did well but it didn’t work and at the end of the day ‘Fed is Best’, and if you are breast feeding like a boss ‘bloody good work Mumma, you’re doing a wonderful job, I admire you!’ These are the sorts of comments we should be making to fellow mummies. Being a mum (or at least a bad mum) isn’t a competition.
I always aim to be authentic and honest in my writing and if I can help just one person through a bad day by telling one of my stories, then I feel like I’ve done my job because I absolutely love helping people.
My beloved mum Marie or Nanny, as she was known to the kids, passed away in September 2017 and not only was she my mum but she was my best friend. Her death has really sent my whole world crashing down and I miss her so much. Come along with me whilst I document my unique experiences of raising four kids (2 sets of twins) whilst grieving for my beautiful mum and rebuilding my village and hopefully there will be things you can relate to along the way and maybe have a laugh or two.