Loading... Please wait...Being a mother is basically running a 24/7 customer service hotline where the clients are tiny, emotional, and refuse to read the manual. You answer the same question 47 times a day, negotiate peace treaties over snacks, and somehow end up holding three random objects while nobody remembers why. Sleep becomes a distant memory, silence is immediately suspicious, and your name is no longer your name—it’s just “MUM!” shouted from another room. It’s exhausting, chaotic, and slightly ridiculous… but also somehow the most important job in the world.