Gosh where to start, mother’s day to me doesn’t mean getting gifts on one day of the year or that we should feel appreciated for just that one day. To me it’s celebrating all that my children are and what they are becoming. Every choice I make affects them in their day to day lives and in their future but I wouldn’t be who I am without them, they complete me and who I am but I will also be just me as well as “mum” to them. This morning I was greeted with smiles as they all presented me with their home made gifts that I will treasure more than any store bought gift could do, those memories of them looking up at me expectantly to see the pleasure of seeing them with their gifts ready floods my face mean so much more then the fluffy dressing gown I had also received.
The birth of my first child (now 12) had not just his birth day but it was also the birth of myself becoming a mother for the first time and each time I had a child (three over all, now 12, 9 and 5) was like giving birth for the very first time as I learnt to become a mum of one child, then two and last but not least three. Three children that are so different from each other, different personalities and different ways of seeing things. As I celebrate each of firsts of each child I will continue each day to celebrate being a mother to watch them grow and start to become independent of me, to me this is not something to be sad of (letting go of them as they gain that little more of independence each day) but to watch in proudness as they learn to make their own choices and that I have helped them to become the people they strive to be.