dear mum,

mother’s day is the one day of the year that we actually take the time to reflect and think about how grateful we are for what our mum’s do for us that we neglect to think about the other 364 days of the year.

as we get older, i think we need our mum’s more than ever – if you can’t whinge or cry or even cuddle your mum for no reason, then who can you? we all have our own lives, our own homes, our own ‘stuff’ but nothing compares to mums home cooked meal, or mums blanky or even just a good old chat to take time out from everything else.

we do lead really busy lives, time is the one thing we can’t buy more of that we wish we could – i know i’m guilty of it, but you have to make time for the people you love because you know what, they were busy too when they were feeding us, dressing us, taking us to & from school, then to sport practice, and then to a friends house, then the friend stayed over and they had to take them home in the middle of the night because she wanted to go home and then she would do it all again the very next day.

i honestly have no idea how my mum did it, running a household, working full time, with two (demanding) kids does not look like a fun time, but she did it and i can’t complain about a thing.

i’m so grateful that i have a great relationship with my mum that we honestly tell each other anything & everything but it hasn’t always been that way. i’ll be the first to admit i probably wasn’t the easiest person to live with and not to mention two strong, independent women in a house together is not the best combination so my mum fully supported me moving out because she knew it was the best thing for me and for us. of course there are times when she misses having me in the next room but our relationship is so much better for having the distance to the point where we actually look forward to spending time together now.

stop to think about your mum, every day – not just on mothers day. hug her for no reason or even just send her a kissy face emoji (my mums just worked out emoji, she’s pretty proud) randomly, it’s the little stuff because i know when i have little rascals of my own and they’re driving me to the point of distraction i’m going to my mums for a cuddle because there is nothing better.

love you ma

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