As we approach 10th March, Mother's Day (QVC will be celebrating on 4th March), I paused to reflect and thought how incredibly lucky I am to have my Mummy with me and to have the joys of a daughter too.
For many, I am aware Mother's Day can be an occasion of sadness, memories and desperation as their loved ones are no longer with them and that saddens me, so I feel I should ensure that it's a day in my life to be very grateful and to celebrate.
In some ways my Mummy and I are identical! We sound alike and I look like her when she was my age, I even wear some of her cheeky little numbers from her younger days! They bring back memories of when I used to watch avidly as she got ready for an evening out and magically transformed from teacher to glamour puss.
Gorgeous clothes, layers of mascara, how to colour my hair AND my heated roller hair transformation… all learnt from my gorgeous Mummy. It makes me smile now when she asks me to do her make-up for her, does she not realise she was the BEST teacher !
In other ways we are oh so different!
She is organised, efficient and time managed, except when it comes to crossing things off her 'list'. I lack all of those attributes but I've noticed that although I must totally frustrate/annoy her with my last minute-ness she has over the years accepted that that is just how I work… and she lets me be me. As indeed she has all my life.
Now that I have children and am juggling madly the balance of work and my precious family I appreciate EVEN more all that she did for me, particularly as she had to do it alone. My Daddy died when I was 13; she had my brothers and I to protect, love , nurture and guide through such a difficult and emotional time, whilst coping with her own sadness. How she did it I'll never know.
The most wonderful thing has happened for my Mummy and that is, well the sparkle is back. A gorgeous gentleman who was part of our lives when I was a little girl growing up in Rochdale has reappeared into her life and it's soooooo lovely to witness the transformation that happiness can bring and so so deserved.
She gives me strength when I need it, advice when I ask for it (and plenty of times when I don't!), support when I am unsure and questioning about the decisions I take for my first born son Tom, who has Downs Syndrome. She loves to tell Maddie that she is "just like her mother" and I know is thrilled to see her own mother's artistic brilliance bursting out of Joseph .
I love my Mummy and I KNOW she loves me. How lucky I am and how lucky I am to have a daughter. I am still so enthralled with her nearly nine years after her birth and though I adore Tom, Joe and Maddie, the joys and the angst I experience seeing my daughter growing are so particular.
I remember the utter euphoria I felt when it was announced that indeed Daddy was right and my baby bump was actually a girl.
I barely slept that night and just stared at this tiny little girl who with her arrival had completed my family. I had truly felt that I was carrying another boy and quite frankly just felt so very lucky to be having my third child and was just praying for a safe delivery and a healthy baby. I knew myself well enough to know that my dream of a daughter was an intense desire though and Dan did worry I'm sure that I would renege on our three children plan. So, relief from him on all accounts – a healthy baby AND a girl!!
I have such different children and obviously having a child with special needs alters the dynamics within our family but I am oh so proud of all three and the way they interact with each other and with Tom in particular, he makes my heart swell. To see Maddie jostling for her position, much as I did (I too have two brothers) is so amusing and yet sooo familiar.
Her bedroom is the messy one; her 'precious' stuff takes over the house! She is indignant, a tad bossy with her brothers and she really makes us laugh with her antics. For fear of sounding too much like a bragging mother (but who cares! ) I think my girlie is deeeeelicious – she is kind, thoughtful, makes a wicked cup of tea and has a nature which I wish I had. I adore her and loving her is a dream.