As everyone knows, it is Mother’s Day tomorrow, and I have decided I wanted to share with you my Mother’s Days over the years.
My first one was twenty one years ago. It was actually a Mum-to-be Mother’s Day, my then husband and I told both our families that we were expecting our first baby. Overjoyed was not the word. I was absolutely ecstatic. We had been married for almost two years, and I was pregnant. Sadly, this little one was not meant to be with us, and I suffered a miscarriage a couple of weeks later. Devastated was not the word. Heartbroken, angry, confused and in so much emotional pain.
The next Mother’s Day – twenty years ago, I was pregnant again. About five months. My first daughter was born the following July. My pregnancy was going well, but I couldn’t shake off the fear of losing her.
In 1997 I celebrated my first Mother’s Day as a mum. I was ecstatic again, I had a baby girl (albeit it via emergency c-section)
In 1999 I celebrated Mother’s Day with my two year old daughter and a bump – I was growing my second daughter, who was born safely, naturally in the December.
Mother’s Day in 2002, I celebrated with my two daughters now aged six and two, and I had my first baby boy bump who arrived safely in the July.
It was the three of them for the next TEN years, until in 2012, I celebrated Mother’s Day with something I thought I would never have again – another bump! My fifteen and twelve year old daughters, my nine year old son and my second baby boy bump. Pickle, who arrived easily and safely in October 2012.
Yes, I have two girls and two boys. My girls are now nineteen and sixteen, and my boys are thirteen and three. How blessed am I?
Tomorrow I wll be my three youngest children at home, my eldest is in Bristol Uni and not able to come home f
I have enjoyed thinking about all the Mother’s Days I have enjoyed (except that first one) and I hope you have enjoyed reading about them.
What ever you are doing tomorrow, have a wonderful day.