That is my stock standard reply to any questions regarding Mother's Day. Though occasionally I like to add something about being doped up to the eyeballs on morphine.
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In what is not exactly some of my finest moments, my second Mother's s Day, as an actual mother, will forever provide the bench mark for rating Mother's Day. Without getting to caught up in the details let's just say I may have been demonstrating my kung fu ability (or perhaps lack of) in an
incredibly slightly intoxicated state, lost my balance toppled over and snapped my wrist.
Man how it hurt.
I knew instantly how much damage was done. Mind you thinking back to it now it was probably also a sign that something had to change or it would be more than my wrist that snapped. It was a super tough time in my life. I was a newly singly mum. Who was also relatively homeless (save for my parents, though pride initially prevented me from turning there). All of which can be saved for another day (not anytime soon).
For now all that matters is I have spent Mother's Day doped up to the eyeballs on morphine which combined nicely with my hangover and broken bones. As such all subsequent Mother's Days can easily equate to sunshine and roses for me.
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Regardless of how crap it may or may not actually have been.
This year Mother's day was nothing overly special. Which I was really quite fine about. After two days selling gifts to children followed by the breakfast at the school I was a bit done with the whole Mother's Day thing actually.
It began with Mr Awesome literally jumping out of bed at the first sound Miss Three made. Quickly whisking her and Miss Six downstairs before they had a chance to disturb me any more than what they already had.
To show my appreciation for his efforts I refrained from jumping up and racing to the bathroom to relieve my bursting bladder. Which was made not exactly easier by the fact we were sleeping in the air conditioning. Turned on by Mr A the night before in light of the impending special occasion.
Some how, despite three pregnancies and only minimal kegel exercises I was able to drift back to sleep with my seal unbroken. I suspect probably thanks to years of excessive drinking and a dislike for public toilets. But I digress.
When I could finally hold on no longer, and having ensured enough time for Mr A and the girls to whip up a card or two I headed to the loo. Hearing my movement my beloved called out asking if I was up. Confirming that I was up by yelling 'yep' down the stairs, I then headed back to bed eagerly awaiting the gifts I had sold to the girls at the school Mother's Day stall earlier in the week.
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see the new necklace
We always do presents in bed. Or so I thought.
Apparently not this year.
After about twenty five painful minutes of morning TV due to there being little else to do in the room I texted asking if I was meant to come down stairs or where they on their way up?
I couldn't yell on account of being in the air conditioning and I couldn't play on my phone while I waited on account of my battery being flatter than flat. Totally first world problems I know.
Eventually everybody rambled in with their rushed cards, kind words and best of thoughts. Not to mention a rather cool travel coffee mug and a necklace. As well as a ham and cheese sandwich made with cold toast that I would actually really rather not mention.
From here the morning took a slight turn for the worse which involved tears, frustration and too much love. Again though no need for the details right now. Thankfully this all passed relatively quickly and before long we were picking up Mr Awesome's mum and on route to a caravan and camping expo.
Cos you know, mum's are all over that stuff.
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All in all the expo wasn't too bad, especially given the fact if all goes to plan next year will see us leading a much more nomadic life. After the expo we caught up with my mum, brother and his wife and child. Followed by some swimming fun and a poolside dinner.
Tis a blessed life that I lead.
Best of all there were no broken bones.
How was your Mother's Day?
The big question, is did you buy a caravan??ReplyDelete
I spent mothers day with my mum, and we had a lovely lunch in a very fancy restaurant which my dad hated...(but it was very good, just too modern for him).
Depressingly I swung via a bookshop for a look at the comics and realised there are so many I want to read but they are just too expensive...$35 for something that will take less than 2 hours to read? just can not justify that, though I understand the effort and art costs...
No Lydia we didn't buy a caravan, we are probably more in the market for a camper trailer, a caravan to fit this tribe cost an arm and a leg.Delete
Totally get what you mean about the comic price as well, I had no idea that is what they were worth.
I got to stay in bed until 9.45am! Which is just plain amazing in this house. I had luckily gone to the loo at 6 before all the kids were up. I got breakfast in bed, and then I promptly went back to sleep!ReplyDelete
Happy Mother's Day!
And on a side note, I understand about helping with the Mother's Day stall at school, I wasn't heavily involved this year but I know how much work and effort goes into those stalls.
This year I wasn't as involved as much as what I have been in previous years but it is just so draining. Mind you anything that sees me leave the house two days in a row could be seen as draining some days ;) Sounds like a lovely morning at your place. Happy Mother's Day to you as wellDelete
Happy Belated Mother's Day! This year my little girl's birthday fell on Mother's Day and made it extra special :)ReplyDelete
Ai @ Sakura Haruka
That is super special and the second mum I have heard say that. Happy Mother's Day to you and happy birthday to your little oneDelete
haha! Well, mine was great. Definitely no broken bones and my bacon and egg roll was nice a hot. No caravans in mine though ... which would have been a bonus (perhaps?)ReplyDelete
Leanne @ Deep Fried Fruit
yum egg and bacon rollDelete
I had a great day - was happy to forego Mothers Day in light of the fact that it was K's 21st but she said she wanted to share !!!!ReplyDelete
So glad there were no more broken bones - have the best week !
That sure makes for a super special dayDelete
My Mother's Day was very quiet. Which I loved. My boys made me cards, gave me the gifts they bought from the mothers day stall or made themselves and while I did get woken up at 6.30am to see if I was awake to open my presents the day definitely got better. It was the first day in years that my boys actually got along and didn't fight! That is the best gift ever.ReplyDelete
Glad to hear your Mother's Day didn't involve a trip to emergency this year.
Kell @ Mad Mummas
Totally the best thing ever not having to listen to fighting isn't it?Delete
Sounds like a wonderful day! I did the 8k Gold Coast mother's day classic run and then we had a bbq brunch in the park with 2 other families - the husbands cooked, the mums drank champers, the kids played on the playground, it was perfect! xoReplyDelete
Sure sounds like a super perfect dayDelete
So glad you didn't break your arm :) I got earrings and a mug, Izzy told me on Saturday, before saying she's not telling me :) Had a fantastic lunch with my mum, gran and family. Love.ReplyDelete
Yes a lovely day with family really is the best gift isn't itDelete
love that your standard became - did i break my arm? no - then it was awesome!!ReplyDelete
Yep exactly! All about perspectiveDelete
It's so hilarious when we receive the gifts that we sold them a few days earlier!ReplyDelete
I'm glad both arms are intact this year. xx :)
Yes the good thing about working the stall is that you can direct them to what you want!Delete
OUCH - for all those years ago! I had breakfast in bed, but then still helped hubby as he gave up his sleep in so we shared wrestling the kids, but then he took them to park for an hour so I could clean up house, chores before a LOVELY long bubbly-filled lunch with my parents and sister! Very few fights and lots of hugs for me, so it was bliss xReplyDelete
Weren't you lovely getting up to help. Lunch sure sounds like it was lovelyDelete
oh man a broken arm for mothers day would be the worst!ReplyDelete
Though is it terrible that I think the idea of being doped up on morphine wouldn't be so bad?
Actually it was the looking after the 14 month old child with a broken arm that was worst! And no it is not terrible re the morphine, I may have had similar thoughtsDelete
Hope you had a nice day xxReplyDelete
Sounds like a good day overall, definitely better than broken bones anyway! We were away in wine country for a wedding, kid-free so I got a sleep-in and then a nice breakfast at the restaurant. Despite having to then drive almost 3 hours we had a lovely lunch at my sisters, who had been minding the munchkin for us, and then headed home for a bit of quality time with the girl before her bedtime. It was actually quite lovely. Especially the card I found tucked up with Punky while she slept. Despite the fact that technically it was meant to be from the Girls, it's one if the sweetest things Dave has ever done for me so it was the perfect way to end the day!ReplyDelete
No broken bones here either - thankfully! I was in a two-day writing course, so Mother's Day was day 2. But i still was spoiled with breakfast in bed, pressies and a lovely dinner in the evening xxReplyDelete
Sounds like a good day compared to mine. Yes I was given precious gifts from my gorgeous sons but two of them had to work and hubby flew to Mount Isa for work....not ideal but I guess it just happens that way sometimes. Glad you made it through the day without another broken bone xxReplyDelete
I had to share my Mother's Day with my Dad's 70th birthday AND my firstborn's 19th birthday - but I still got spoilt (mainly thanks to the hubster)!ReplyDelete
Ouchie on the wrist. My kids couldnt wait to give me mothers day pressies so they just gave them to me on friday lol. but hubby saved his for sunday. I never saw it in his side of the cupboard. Shows how much I pack his clothes up hahaha.ReplyDelete
Sorry about your wrist-I celebrated Mother's Day with my 1yr old & my nephew who is 24...a big family lunch on Sunday after we spent early Saturday morning at Sydney airport flying home to Perth.ReplyDelete
Yay for no broken bones! That is indeed a Mother's Day story. Eep.ReplyDelete