
Mum, you're my best friend. I'm so lucky to have such a wonderful mum. I am grateful for all that you do for me, even if it's to just listen.
Love you lots, Mum (from the one who first made you a mum) x x x

Love you lots, Mum (from the one who first made you a mum) x x x
Granola-Dust-Obsessed Mum to 2 boys and a budgie, romance novelist, RNA & Society of Authors member. Apologies for my randomness, I'm The Wittering Woman
So, I hope you're getting to put your feet up and chill, whether you're a mum to humans or pets. Go hide, if they won't let you! ha ha! (That's what I'm planning.)
It's typical we lost an hour this morning with the clocks going forward. I find that kind of ironic.
And I know this day may not be easy for some, who are missing their mum. So we're thinking of you, too.
Positive vibes and much love to everyone.
AND Happy Mother's Day to my MUM!
I think the best thing about you being my mum, as well as being a little loopy like me, (which is probably where I get it from), is that I can tell you anything.
You really are my best friend.
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| My Mum releasing her inner loopy! |
Love you, Mum Xxx
Granola-Dust-Obsessed Mum to 2 boys and a budgie, romance novelist, RNA & Society of Authors member. Apologies for my randomness, I'm The Wittering Woman
Although my boys are older now (nearly) 16 & 18, they tend to spend the weekends at their dad's and so Mother's Day weekend was my weekend to have them.
I made waffles with bacon & maple syrup for breakfast - which was yummy, and I decided to cook a beef roast dinner with homemade gravy (a first for me) and yorkshire puddings. I had to cook the beef to my son's specifications - medium-rare. (I did a good job considering I've not really cooked beef before.)
As it was sunny, prior cooking the roast dinner, I did get out in the garden and spent a couple of hours with Dad preparing the garden for Spring's arrival. Hard work, but therapeutic. And Ben did help until he had to go off to work.
Luckily, I do have a dishwasher, but I still had a mess of a kitchen to deal with after a roast... and the boys did manage to put their plates in there - at least!
My eldest had to work so he couldn't help with making the dinner, and well, my youngest, came home from his football match and plopped himself in front of the telly... Man United was playing...
I barely had time to sit on the sofa and read my book! (I'm not very good at doing 'nothing' mind you.)I think next year I'm going to actually have the day to myself and not spend it with my kids - or just go out for dinner! - because Mother's Day just reminds me how much I have to work when they're about.
I love them. And they're not bad boys. But it doesn't matter how hard I try not to over mother them... it's still a lot of work.
Granola-Dust-Obsessed Mum to 2 boys and a budgie, romance novelist, RNA & Society of Authors member. Apologies for my randomness, I'm The Wittering Woman