Mothers Day Bliss!

Mothers Day Bliss!

Mothers Day… what do you do?  Do you hope in wait that Hubby reads your mind and delivers for you a beautiful bottle of Red coupled with the appropriate matching number of roses from Marks & Spencer Mother’s Day Flowers, one for each year of bliss as a Mummy.  Do you dream, days before the event, of all the romantic things you’ve seen Hollywood men produce for their beauties and hope senselessly that you will get to act out one of those scenes?

I do!  And it’s my own fault I end up wailing in the shower on Mothers Day evening, pitying the lack of Hollywood in my life.

Year after year, I subtly try and squeeze every little hint my wobbly brain can manage onto my husband about wonderful, romantic Mothers Day surprises.  And year after year I disappoint myself.

This year, I have learnt a lot about expectation, especially the ol’ ‘Read my mind’ one.  It was Hubby that taught me that if I want something, then jolly-well ask for it! Then I have a great chance of getting it.  Just because he doesn’t deliver what Tom Cruise did in Top Gun, or pick me up at work and whisk me off for sexy rituals back at home like Officer and A Gentleman doesn’t mean he doesn’t love me, or that he doesn’t think about me and Mothers Day.

“What is the point in hoping and then being disappointed?” he quite frankly put it.  And he is so darn right! Damn it!!!

This year Mothers Day will be what ever it turns out to be.  I have not thought about it, I have not imagined it.  I don’t in all honesty, (hand on heart tell the truth) know what day it is, however…whatever happens this year, it will be magical.  It will be Walt Disney and Gone With The Wind rolled into one: Fairytale Dreams Come True mixed with Romance.

This year, the whole day will be a surprise thanks to my new found rule and daily chant of “Thou shalt ask if I want and will not expect” and will therefore be incredible!

In the warmth of my little girls hands my true Mothers Day exists.  In her eyes I see bouquets of Roses, dozens of them. In her smile, I am there.  I don’t need any gift of wine, roses or romance… it all exists in her and Mothers Day just reminds me of that.

I hope you enjoy yours!

xxx

1 Comment

  1. Totally agree with you. I put myself in the same position of disappointment as you, It’s hard not to do, but I love your chant. Will give that a go.
    Oh, and love what you said about your little girl, beautiful and Ditto!

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