Sunday, 30 March 2014

Just another Mother's Day blog.

Mams, annoying buzzy, stripy, stingy bastards the lot of them. 
Hang on, no that's wasps I'm thinking of and they are all of those things. Mam's on the other hand, if you're lucky are people that nurture, support and love you no matter what. My mother has been an inspiration to me my whole life. She trained as a teacher while I was still a baby and my sister was five and by always working herself gave me the best example on how a mother can work hard but still be there for her children. Recently she told me how she had to give up work for a couple of years because I didn't settle with the childminder she had found for me after she had qualified which must of been hard for her but she said the decision was easy because her children always come first. 

Now that I work a million hours a week she is supportive in practical ways. She cares for the two year old every Thursday  even recently when her dad was ill she looks forward to her day with Logan. This Thursday began as any other, my husband out the house at half five, me up and ready to bake bread at seven and my mam, bright as a button on my doorstep ready for a day of fun with a two year old. Now my mam is a tidier. Before she gets Logan up at eight, she has some breakfast then organises my house. When my phone rang just before eight I thought it was mam asking where the dusters were or some such trivial thing. Instead it was my mam in floods of tears because she had just been told her dad had died. Worse than that, my mum was bothered because she knew I'd have to shut the shop and come home. Always thinking of others, that's my mam. I, of course left everything. Bread half baked, dough half kneaded and rushed home to my poor mam in floods of tears. Between sobs she was telling me that dads are meant to last forever. 

This wasn't meant to be a blog about the death of my lovely grandad, it was meant to be a pithy paragraph about the funny things mothers say to their children, inspired by @LuxePain's tweet about what she would be greeted with when visiting her parents. 
"You look tired/thin" is my mothers favourite. Or expressing suprise when my house is tidy or my ironing is done. 
So feel free to tell me about your mam or her very best sayings #mumbingo