Showing posts with label Mother's Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mother's Day. Show all posts

May 13, 2019

Happy Mother’s Day

To all the mothers out there, I hope you had a lovely day yesterday.

I slept in…bliss.  With my daughter and puppy in tow (husband was off surfing), I walked to our local café along country lanes in the autumn sunshine. My husband met up with us for breakfast. After brekkie, I treated myself to a mother’s day special – a little chocolate cupcake. No calories on Mother’s Day!

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The café has a lovely vegetable and herb garden, which inspired us. So my daughter and I walked home and planted a herb garden. I then her gave encouragement while she made a papier mâché


mushroom for her school art project. Later we snuggled up on the couch, with the fire burning and watched rom coms while my husband went to band practice.

In the evening my daughter cooked us an amazing dinner (flavoured with the newly planted herbs) and we all watched Jane the Virgin in our PJs on Netflix while the rain pattered on our tin roof. A low-key day. A lovely day. A perfect day.


How about you? Did you have a great day yesterday?

May 14, 2018

Mother’s Day Daughter Style

Ah Mother’s Day. I’m not a big fan of the obviously commercialised days, but hey, I’m very happy to celebrate Mother’s Day.

My husband was away for the day, so my daughter took charge. First, a lovely Sea Mist and Coco Flower candle was presented to me in bed. Then I was rustled up for a walk up to the Byron Lighthouse in the gorgeous sunshine. The water was so clear, we could see around 50 dolphins riding the waves from our perch on the cliff above.

Breakfast next at one of our favourite cafés. I have been craving pancakes forever, so I indulged, as there are no calories on Mother’s Day.

Unfortunately I had to throw down a couple of hours work marking university papers, but then back to Mother’s Day schedule with a walk down our road to ‘our view’ as the sun was slipping. We collected pinecones on the way home and lit a roaring fire – the first of the season.

As I write this I’m digesting the most lovely meal. Pan-seared salmon accompanied by Asian salad and rice – all cooked by my little one who is now cleaning up the kitchen so I can write this.

Have to say, it’s been lovely. Shame we don’t celebrate Mother’s Day once a month. I could get used to this.


Anyone else have a great day yesterday?

May 6, 2016

Memorable Mummy Moments

It's Mother's Day here this weekend, and I for one am trying not to pre-load my expectations that it will be a day of calm and orderliness in my house, with perhaps a small breakfast of Eggs Benedict followed by a champagne lunch and something french and fabulous for dinner....Dreams are free, right?!

It did get me thinking, though, that I've been a mother for almost fifteen and a half years now and through that time I've had some pretty memorable moments.
Such as:

5. The time I met a famous TV child psychologist again after a brief meeting a year earlier. I wasn't sure if he would remember me but apparently he did. So much so, he said, that he mentioned me in his shows. "What do you say about me?" I enquired, hoping for something like Fabulous mother of two sets of twins who quite clearly has all her shizz together. "I tell them what you told me about your parenting style," he said. "That sometimes you yell so loudly that you see stars".......
4. In New Zealand we have a really yummy winter fruit called a feijoa. When one of my boys was three he mixed up the word for this delicious green fruit with a part of the female anatomy. Made for an interesting time for the kindy teachers when he told them what he had in his lunchbox.

3. Travelling on a bus in Athens in rush hour and we came to a bus stop. One of my eight year old boys got off first but before the rest of us could get off the doors closed and the bus sped away again. I saw the horror on my boy's face out the window. Alone on a busy street in a city where he didn't speak the language...I've never yelled so much in my life for someone to stop the bus.
2. One winter one of my kids got chicken pox. I didn't leave the house for a full 8 weeks after that  as all four had it one directly after the other.
1.One of my little boys came home from school one day and showed me the piece he'd written about his hero. "I want to be like my mum," he said. "Because she had a dream to be a writer and she tried and tried and tried and tried and tried and tried and one day she DID IT!"

Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers and grandmothers and aunties and foster mothers and step mothers and god mothers and fairy god mothers. Do you have a particularly memorable motherly moment??