Happy (late) Mothering Day to all my UK mum friends! I hope you all received a sweet gift of some extra hugs and kisses and maybe even a large dose of pampering on your special day.
We were mid-move come Sunday morning and slightly pre-occupied with trying to locate the nappies and wipes, so that beautiful Sunday brunch in the city I always dream of for mother’s day looked a little less like fancy clothes and Champagne toasts and a little more like sweats and take out boxes filled with delicious French toast and pancakes from our local Gail’s bakery. And while I completely failed mother’s day for my own mom (she’s here for a few days to help move! THANK YOU! And sorry.), my dear husband did manage a very fancy box of scents and soaps for me to soak in once we get our new Jacuzzi tub up and running!
He also introduced a new family tradition (our friends Kinga, Marcel and O joined in on the fun, too) sure to help all of the moms in the room sit back and relax just a bit more – Mother’s Day Margaritas! Yum. Granted, all special moms were tricked in to squeezing their own limes, but the frozen masterpiece that followed was well worth it, I do believe.
At the end of the day, it wasn’t about the presents or activities anyway, however. I was just thankful for the external reminder to take a moment and look back over the journey of the last 18 months or even two years since finding out an itty-bitty child would make me a mother.
This baby I hold and giggle with every day is such a precious gift and perfect element in my life. She has stretched me and pulled me and forced me to grow in so many ways I never expected – or actively avoided. She makes me laugh uncontrollably and worry like I could never thought possible. She makes me run and yet so many times stand almost frustratingly still. In the middle of the sidewalk. I love her beyond comprehension and am overjoyed and humbled that she has so fantastically launched us into this amazing world of parenthood.
Of course, I’m also more thankful than ever for my own incredible mother-best-friend-silly-gamma. A special Happy UK Mother’s Day to you, too. (And here’s to a thankful sigh of relief that I can give it another try when it’s mother’s day in your homeland in May. Yay for different days in different nations!)
Glad the moving day is going so well. Thanks for all the family pictures