Mother’s Day – a Bee’s eye view

I’m a mummy, as you know, so I thought I’d ask my daughter Bee what Mother’s Day means to her. 

Mother’s Day.

It’s a very important day for celebrating women who have pushed something out of their vagina, or even had it pulled out the tummy way.

I would like to say I’m always well prepared for Mother’s day, but that’s a lie. It always falls in between my parents’ birthdays which means I am both A) skint and B) all out of ideas. Being 20 I can’t really get away with painting half an egg carton and proudly presenting it to my mother in the morning, along with a piece of burnt toast and a precarious glass of orange juice. I think she would probably think that I was scraping the bottom of the Mother’s Day barrel a bit.

My little sister is really good at giving gifts. Even when she was too young to have her own money she would wrap up things from her room to give to people as a thoughtful gesture. She started a trend of giving me a dead bug as a gift whenever I came to visit because she knows I don’t like dead bugs (see my instagram bio – @ooftbeebee) and even went so far as to have a flattened ladybird framed for me for my birthday. Some sort of dead bug Photobox canvas is surely just around the corner. Seriously though, she outdoes me at every occasion on the gifts front, and I imagine I will be last minute scribbling my name on her handmade gift tags for many Christmases to come.

What does Mother’s Day mean to me? Well I think that it’s important to celebrate our mothers for everything they do for us and in my opinion, one day isn’t really enough to show just how much they mean to us. It can be easy to rely on them and use them to complain at, and we often forget to let them know how much they mean to us when day to day life is stressing us out.

My own Mummy does so much for me and I wouldn’t be where I am today without her, because she has supported me with every choice I’ve made, let me make my own mistakes and has always been there for me when things haven’t turned out exactly as planned. So all in all, a pretty great mate. Especially this year when things have been rough for me, she has put up with all of my anxious texts and angry phone calls and made me feel better about life in general.

I wish that I could see her more often so that she could give me more hugs, but I never feel like she isn’t there for me, even when she’s hundreds of miles away, and that’s now you know she’s a great Mummy. I mean, you obviously all know that already, otherwise you wouldn’t be here. But take it from me, you should all be well jel that she is my Mummy and not yours. Ha.

I think this Mother’s Day we should all make a special effort to be with our mums and make them feel thoroughly appreciated and loved, as they deserve to be. It isn’t easy being a mother, but it’s easy to make her smile, (but maybe with something other than a piece of toast and a pipecleaner).

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