Life As Mummy Max

Happy mothers day! A day of the year we celebrate our mums. As a child I remember the mothers day stalls and the endless supply of soaps and hankies that I’m sure my mum was thrilled to get. I remember handmade cards & drawings.

6 years ago I was not celebrating mothers day I was sobbing into my pillow. Every mothers day I leave a little part of my day to think about others out there that struggle with mothers day because of infertility or those who have lost their mothers which I have thankfully not . The person I am now was the person I longed for back then.

Now here I am. Celebrating being “mummy” for 5 years. Thinking how lucky I am. So blessed. So thankful. Knowing that by morning I’ll have 3 excited little people running into my room to wake me up with cuddles and kisses.

This one day is every day. They love me just the same on Tuesday as they do on Saturday as do I them. The unconditional love of a mother and child is a beautiful thing. I know that by lunch time there will be atleast one disagreement, there will be atleast one “mummy I’m hungry” Because being a mum can’t possibly stop for just one day. As much as I would probably love a pause button an 6am because I’m up at 12.45 writing a post when I should be sleeping. But that’s what its all about

To be honest instead of it being called mothers day it should be called mums treat day. Because at some point I’ll get breakfast in bed. I will get to ignore the housework. I’ll even have my kids asking if I want a drink so they can get it for me, just because they can.

Happy mothers day mum, nans, grandmas and great grandmas. I hope. Your day is filled with the love of your children.

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