I believe that the day I am writing this post is American Thanksgiving Day, so it’s appropriate that Sara at Mum Turned Mom has chosen the word ‘Thankful’ as her ‘Prompt’ this week.
I have lots of things to be thankful for – not least of which is the luck and privelege to be living in a first world country with all the wonderful (and easily taken for granted) benefits which are bestowed upon such a relatively small percentage of this world’s vast population.
As I write my two beautiful, healthy, happy little boys are asleep upstairs in warm beds with full tummies.
But I want to devote this post to my wonderful Mum. I know she doesn’t really read my blog or have much interest in the social media, but I want to put this out there anyway.
Before I had children, maybe I didn’t really appreciate all the things that my Mum had done for me over the years, but now? I have this almost overwhelming gratitude to her for what she has given of herself to me and my sister and our children.
The other day I had this memory of one of my bithdays when I was, I think, maybe 13. My sister and I had been sent on an ‘E.R.A’ holiday (like PGL holidays for kids without their parents) to Fordingbridge in the New Forest. Obviously my Mum knew that it would be my birthday while I was away and I would be with a lot of people I’d never met before. She sent me off with a big bag of gifts – not big gifts but lots and lots of little, individually wrapped presents – it must have been an arduous task to both source and wrap it all! I’ll never forget waking up and all the other girls gathering around as I unwrapped one perfect little item and then another and another. Despite her absence physically she was there with me.
I actually got quite emotional when I remembered this because I suddenly had this all encompassing feeling that I’d never be as good a mother myself.
She has been everything to me from life-giver, care-giver, to careers advisor and champion, best friend, birth partner – no-one will ever make me a better roast dinner, no-one will ever love me in quite the same way.
And since having JJ she has been a loving carer once a week to both of my children and travelled an hour and a half round trip each week to do so.
I know that I’ll never be able to thank my Mum enough for everything she’s done, and still does for me. But I want her to know that I am truly thankful.