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Mothers Day. It has a new
meaning to me now. My whole life is now
seen through a different light – mostly a
tired light. Sausage Pants is coming up
to 6 months now and I can honestly say
that those 6 months have completely
changed my life, for the better of
course. She is an utter delight, albeit
there are times when…..well lets just say
there are times! I now realise what an
absolute little devil I was when I was
younger, my mum has been well and truly
tested, put through her paces, I didn’t
realise at the time what a minx I was but
well……… Mum it’s not too late for me to
say sorry. I often find myself saying
things that my mum did, I can understand
why she disciplined me when she did –
even understand the bar of soap that hit
my mouth one day, although looking at SP
I don’t think I could ever so much as
yell at her (I know wait until she’s
older blah blah)
My mum is a
diamond. She is my rock. She has always
been there for me and I don’t know where
she gets her energy. She took up Salsa at
60, she goes to the gym 4 times a week,
she plays Bridge every week, she goes out
more in the evenings than I have hot
dinners (literally) and my parents do
wonderfully romantic things such as
eating breakfast by the seaside on a
Sunday, going to the cinema, going and
buying an ice-cream in winter – oooh its
all so very Forest Gump! She is a
Born-Again Christian and runs a kids club
in Church, she used to have a shop
selling body jewellery, which one could
only imagine where they were supposed to
be worn and she used to put tongue rings
into people yeuch. She must take after
her mum (whom I never really knew as she
died when I was young), but I can
remember her telling me that my nanna had
3 jobs as well as her 4 children. So all
I hope is that this energy is passed on
to me. Considering that my hubby and I
went out last night for the first time in
months and ended up back at home by 8:45,
I don’t hold out much hope. I have asked
in the past her secrets, she says her
faith, loving people, loving life and she
believes your spirit never ages past
30.
I also look at
other mums now with absolute respect and
understand when they have their moments.
Rebecca whose son Oliver refuses to drink
his milk and so obviously fancies Sausage
Pants (distressing for Rebecca because SP
looks set to be a man-eater!). Helen who
has no family as they all live in South
Africa and her little boy William not
sleeping. My poor friend Tina whose
little girl has been so unwell, and my
dear friend Mo who lives the “other side
of the pond” from her daughter and misses
her so.
So for all you
mums out there, if hubby/partner doesn’t
treat you this Mothers Day (or any other
day), if you need a bit of extra loving
care and to feel special, treat yourself
to some gorgeous products to make you
feel pampered. Or simply look at what you
are doing, raising another life – now
that must make you feel special! And for
all my friends who are shattered, mainly
through going out (yes Jenni, you
included), well I have no sympathy, come
and babysit one night and then you may
understand the words “exhausted” - just
kidding!
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