Mother's Day

Today in the UK is Mother's Day.

When 'B' was little we celebrated it just like every other kiddie does, she was too young to explain my reasoning then. But as 'B' got older I explained to her that I don't expect presents and cards on this or any other day.

I don't need thanks for being her Mum, it's a job I enjoy and embrace fully. Sure we've had tough times but we've always come out the other side stronger and better prepared. I don't need a card or a present to know that she loves me. She tells me that in the little things she does every day, like coming up and giving me a big hug, for the way she looks at me when she's having ‘one of those days’, when she prefers to hang out with me than go play with friends, when she says ‘I love you Mum, you're the best!’, that sort of thing.

I don't buy into the whole consumerism thing: buying someone a present because somewhere someone decided it was a good way to make money.

You should buy a present because you really want to, not because it's expected of you. Sometime last year she came home from a day with her Nan and presented me with a pair of earrings that she knew I liked but didn’t have the money for at the time, they weren’t expensive I just didn’t have any cash left that day. Her Nan had given her some money to spend and she wanted to spend it on me, how sweet was that?

We're off to watch Alice in Wonderland this afternoon, just me and ‘B’, it just so happens to have fallen on Mothers Day. This is something we have been looking forward to doing since we heard about the film being made. We both love Tim Burton's films and Johnny Depp is obviously an added bonus. This is the sort of thing I like, when my daughter and I spend time together like this, she wants to be there with me and I with her.

Oh dear, has this come out sounding sugary-sickly? I hope not. My point is, if you love someone you can tell them that any time you want. Sometimes words are all it takes.

Till next time

‘B’s Mum