I woke up to my first Mother’s Day the same way I’ve been waking up every day for the last 14 weeks – my baby girl cooing in her Moses basket next to my bed, little legs kicking the air letting me know it was time to get up. It was 6am already, after all! In the basket awaited the most adorable sight, a happy little girl in her teddy bear sleeping bag giving tired mummy a big gummy smile! I picked her up to have a cuddle with me and her daddy who sleeps with us in the bedroom during the weekends (he sleeps next door during the work week). I changed Maia’s nappy, fed her and we snoozed a bit before getting up to play.
In an ideal world I would have been served coffee in bed with a bouquet of flowers on my first Mother’s Day but as life often isn’t perfect, this didn’t quite happen this time. My fiancé has a demanding job which occasionally comes at an expense of our family time. So I ended up cuddling with Maia while her daddy was taking calls and sending emails to resolve a “situation”. So yes, he forgot it was Mother’s Day. I felt a bit upset for having to remind him of it but considering how many times he’s brought me coffee to bed on a regular Monday morning, I didn’t want to cling onto this oversight. And we ended up having a lovely day!
We went for a long walk by the canal with Maia in the sling. I got a bouquet of flowers on the way back. 😊 In the afternoon we met up with friends at a pub and had a hearty Sunday roast – just the thing to do when it’s pouring rain outside as it was by then!
It feels mad to think that a year ago Maia was a tiny bundle of cells in my womb, dividing at an unimaginable speed to become what (or I should say who) is our daughter today. I was just a few weeks from finding out I was finally pregnant and my wish of becoming a mum was about to come true! (see: Tears of joy! ) And here she is now, snoozing in my lap as I write this text, my treasure…
The way my daughter loves me unconditionally and trusts me fully has made me look at myself in a different light. I want to be worthy of her love and trust, to be the mum she deserves! Watching my squishy, healthy baby giggle away in her basket makes me think I’m doing something right. My body was able to create something as perfect as her (with the help of her dad obviously) and since her birth it has continued to nourish her. I feel so much more appreciative of my body now than I did before! So far I have also managed to cope with the life change and the challenges that came with having a baby, and while becoming and being a mum is the most natural thing and there are billions of us, I feel proud of myself!
Above all, I woke up to my first Mother’s Day feeling incredibly grateful. Grateful for the chance to be a mother to my daughter.
I wish all the mums of the world (or at least in the countries where it was Mother’s Day yesterday) were remembered for all they do for their children but I also hope we all remember what a privilege it is to be a mother. It’s a chance to grow as a person, a chance to make a difference in the world. Let’s use it wisely! ❤️
xoxoxo,
Sini