Sadly my Mother’s Day didn’t quite work out the way we had planned, in fact it was pretty much a total fail. I woke from my slumber, after a full nights sleep and lay in, to Stuart rather frantically explaining that I might want to come and see something before I get ready for our day out…Interesting I thought, new car with a shiny big bow on it out the front perhaps??
As we headed downstairs Stuart explained that our baby boy had not stopped being sick so far this morning. My poor bubba, he’s never been sick a day in his little life. Immediately I knew that all hopes of our special day out were out of the window. Mothering instinct kicked in and all I wanted to do was to make sure our little Georgie was safe and felt ok.
Our little man spent the whole day still, a sad expression on his pained face, not moving from the sofa unless it was in the direction of the “bucket”. Such a contrast to our happy, lively boy who spends his day tearing around noisily after his big brother.
I was treated to lots of lovely homemade gifts from the boys (thanks nursery!!) and Stuart spoilt me with some really lovely presents and a few shop runs later I was surrounded by carbohydrates…who needs a fancy lunch anyway??
It may not have been the Mother’s Day we had planned, but within that moment of first running down the stairs to see our beautiful baby boy looking so poorly and dependant on us, it felt like the imperfect perfection of what motherhood means, what it gives us when we become mother’s. I felt fiercely protective and so guilty that I couldn’t help him. I felt needed and depended upon, sad that he was feeling this way and that it was out of my control but happy that he chose me to be his Mummy, that I could look after him when he needed me most. And proud that he was so brave, taking it all in his stride, like the boss that he is!
I felt sad that I couldn’t see my own Mum, as she is on holiday. I’ve been missing her so much and especially so on Mother’s Day. I would be totally lost without her and the boys absolutely adore her. I never take for granted how lucky I am to have a mother whom I love so dearly and have been fortunate to have 2 sons of my own who are so precious to us.
Shout out to this little ledge who was also housebound all day and managed to keep himself occupied in between going in to “check on Georgie” #cute
I hope you have all had less of a fail this Mother’s Day. Mine may not have been perfect, but at least it was spent with my favourite people.
