It’s Mother’s Day today – I am sure you have noticed! It’s literally everywhere, there’s no missing or escaping it. It’s tough when your Mam isn’t around, dealing with the constant reminders that you have no flowers to buy, no lunch to book, no fuss to make. I actually find it harder than my Mam’s birthday. Perhaps that’s because that’s a more private date, without the fanfare.
So today I have had to give myself a kick up the backside, remind myself how lucky I am, and what a surprisingly lovely day it’s been. Other than about 30 minutes of child-like radginess, Jake has been a dream today. He woke me early, his first words were “Happy Mother’s Day, Mammy”! I didn’t mind being woken up – even at 6-50am on a Sunday!!! The hubby brought brekkie in from his nightshift, I got a little pressie I wasn’t expecting and even some lovely wine and chocs from my stepson.
This morning we headed to my Dad’s – this can be quite a difficult thing for me, but on Mother’s Day I really wasn’t looking forward to it. So we made tentative plans to take Jake to the park but, you know what, it was a lovely morning full of chat and laughter. We didn’t feel the need to head out after all. We even got out my Mam’s jewellery to look at for the first time. (Cue lots of questions from Jake such as “Has Nana not got her wedding ring on in heaven”? Even that didn’t faze me and my Dad. We took it in good humour. Funnily enough the other day he also randomly asked “Does Nana eat all of her favourite food up in heaven?” How his little mind works is beyond me.)
This afternoon I enjoyed a totally lush walk along the beach and a delish coffee and cake with my pal Carol. There’s something exhilarating about the rush of the windy North Sea, the crash of the waves and the sun in the sky. I love Spring and all it promises. There’s also nothing better than a girlie chat with a good pal. It’s good for the soul it really is.
I came home to do some jobs around the house (yes even on Mother’s Day!) and was rewarded by Jake running me a bath (at 5pm!) which was too sweet. He still makes my heart melt at times with his little acts of kindness.
So I survived Mother’s Day morning in my family home without Linda herself there. Just! I still drive up expecting her to be waving at the window at us. She would be so proud of my little man, growing tall, loving to learn, excelling at his footy, singing out of tune and dancing in the nude! Never mind my niece Lily, who is coming to visit us in a couple of weeks. Jake is SO excited and keeps asking where she will sleep and how many days ’til they get here. And before that we have the small matter of a 6th birthday to sort, enjoy and survive! This time 6 years ago I was overdue and getting very impatient (which I know is SO unlike me!).
So, in celebration of being a Mammy, and remembering my own Mam, I am having a little Kir Royale tonight. If I can capture just an iota of my Mam’s pride, love and never-ending confidence in her children then Jake will be one very lucky little boy.
Happy Mother’s Day all.