Tomorrow is Mothers Day, but of course you all know that!
This week has made me cherish and reminisce about all of the wonderful childhood memories that I have shared with my mum. Raising four daughters can not have been an easy - three bedrooms, one bathroom, six people (5 of them female - my poor dad!) Let me tell you, I had an amazing upbringing.
I never felt I went without, although I never had a cabbage patch kid, I had to settle for a flower kid!!
I played basketball and competed in Athletics, I dreamed of being a famous actress..........had to settle for a stint on Double Dare and regular work on Neighbours. But I was given these opportunities, by a caring mum who was always there.
She stayed up late watching TV with me, met me at the letterbox as I stumbled out of a cab, drunk, and then continued to vomit hanging over that letterbox. She enjoyed getting out of bed and meeting my friends and I after we had been out partying. Laughing with us, picking on us for being so drunk - just loving being a part of our lives.
My mum loves being involved in our lives, loves watching her 11 grandchildren grow, adores making blankets and aprons to sell at markets. For her it is about people loving her products, not making any extra "play" money. Oh, and she loves a chat!!!!!!
I'm proud of my mum, and I am so glad that the whole family is getting together for lunch tomorrow - it will be like rent a crowd with all of us and our 11 children. I can't wait, I love my mum and I love my family.
Being a mum is challenging and rewarding - trust me - after having a demanding, squealing, headstrong 18 month old, testing my patience today, I felt like the worst mother. I questioned who I am, and who I have become. I wanted to ship him off, pop him in the rubbish bin, anything just to stop him from squealing!!!!
I need to try and not let it get to me, to relax and just enjoy this parenthood ride (the one which has some tough, scary tunnels at times!)
And now I sit here, champagne in hand and look back on my day. I shouldn't let an 18 month old try and turn my life upside down, he just wants me to love him. To spend every waking moment with him and laugh, not do housework and bake, and get myself stressed. He just wants kisses and cuddles, assistance with carrying that Thomas chair around, he is an ideas man who needs to scale to greater heights!
He is at that tough stage, trying to communicate (through screaming and squealing), can't quite get his point across without doing this.
Tomorrow is a new day, it will bring new beginnings - and when I wake in the morning and have my two little men giving me kisses and cuddles, I will smile. I'll appreciate that I am a mummy and get to have these gorgeous little souls in my life. Through the trying days and the happy times, I'll always get through what life throws at me.
It's the way I was raised by my parents, and hopefully I can pass just a little bit onto my boys.
MOTHERS DAY - a day to love and adore my mum, and be forever grateful for having the opportunity of being a mummy.