Mother’s day is just around the corner. I know this because I’ve received 5 emails today containing specials on everything from slippers and bathrobes to vacuum cleaners and power blenders.
But is it velvety soft robes and lavender scented bath bombs that make us the mum you know and love? No.
It’s the dry hands from endless loads of laundry and dishes and cleaning up “overshoots” in the bathroom (boy-mums, you know what I mean!). It’s the fact that we always have tissues and plasters and wipes in our handbags “just in case”. It’s our attempt to juggle work (in home or out of it), with domestic duties and worrying about how we’ll fit multiple birthday parties, morning sports and decent family time into just one weekend. All the while berating ourselves for compromising, or losing our cool too often, or not feeding our kids a balanced/organic/veggie-rich diet. And it’s the fact that we feel utterly selfish in a rare moment of “alone time”.
That’s what makes us MUM.
That, and of course, a whole lot of heart-bursting, uncompromising, unconditional love for the people that were there the day we were born into motherhood.
So this tired (and slightly overworked) mum is not hoping for a fluffy dressing gown and a Nutribullet for mother’s day. I mean I loves me some robe and smoothie action, but what I really want is simply a decent sleep-in and a pile of sinful baked goods to accompany a Netflix binge while the kids are being happily occupied elsewhere. Sounds lazy? Sure. But a carefree day of exactly zero responsibility sounds like the perfect gift to this mum!