and this year was probably my most favourite one yet.
the two older boys (especially bracky)
were so into it.
they loved making the gifts at school and coming home and hiding them so i couldn't find them.
they loved being able to pick me out something at the mothers day stall.
and seeing their faces watching my open them were priceless.
they had such joy in their faces.
this year i have to admit joovy did well.
he woke up early
(before me - that in itself is a HUGE gift,)
he packed an esky full of some of my favourite foods,
got the boys dressed and headed to blaxland riverside park.
where he cooked me a delicious bacon and egg breaky.
topped off with a variety of pastries.
- they are my weakness !
the boys thought this was the BEST way to start a sunday.
we played at the park and ate ourselves silly.
i love being a mum.
i love all of it.
the hard times, the good times, the unspeakable times, the gross and purely disgusting times, the times i just want to cry, the times i pray and plead desperately on behalf of them, the head butting - eye gouging (i have no idea if thats how you spell that word) times, the times when a hug and a kiss make it all better, the times when you check them just before bed and think "they are so worth it".
i can go on and on.
it is the hardest most exhausting thing i have ever had to do or will do in my life,
but it is the most rewarding thing i have ever had to do or will do in my life.
and i'm so grateful for my mum who taught me how to be a mum through all that she did for me.
she taught me through her actions and her example.
her love is ever constant and only grows more for her children.
she is loyal and fierce.
she is all that i can ever hope to be like.
all that i am, or hope to be
i owe to my darling mother.
joovy and i were both blessed with exceptional women that we are privileged to call mum.
they loved us, they raised us, they stood by us when the times got rocky, they hugged us and comforted us when the moments seem to hard to bare.
now our boys are even more lucky because they get two grandmothers who love them almost as much as we do.
i owe to my darling mother.
joovy and i were both blessed with exceptional women that we are privileged to call mum.
they loved us, they raised us, they stood by us when the times got rocky, they hugged us and comforted us when the moments seem to hard to bare.
now our boys are even more lucky because they get two grandmothers who love them almost as much as we do.
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