Leading up to Mother’s Day, I usually ask Mum what she would like to do. Sometimes I make surprise plans, but for the last few years, I have actually forgotten that it’s my day too.
I always loved spending the day with Mum, just us girls. We would meet up for brunch and then hit the shops for some retail therapy. My favourite way to celebrate the occasion.
Mum and I have a very special bond and when I learned I was having a girl, I was so happy. I skipped forward to me being able to create that bond with my girl.
I fell in love with Ava the first minute I laid eyes on her. She was all squishy and covered in muck, but she was amazing. This tiny little thing that would eventually call me ‘Mum’.
Of course I knew about unconditional love, but never understood it properly until Ava was a bit older. She loves me for being me, warts and all. She doesn’t hold grudges. She hugs me like there’s no tomorrow. She thinks I’m awesome. She just loves me unconditionally.
It’s incredible to feel that kind of emotion. It’s not loaded with expectations – it’s just real and honest.
So in the spirit of celebrating motherhood, here’s what I love about being a mother to Ava:
– checking in on her every night before I go to bed
– watching over her as she sleeps
– hanging out on Fridays, just us girls
– seeing her little face light up when I arrive for the kinder pick up– hearing her say ‘I love you too Mum’
– the hugs (nothing compares!)
– hearing her laugh
– wrestling and tickling her like crazy
– holding her hand
– and watching her grow into the most amazing little person.
I could go on and on but that pretty much sums it up. Every day she surprises me and I love her funny little personality. Don’t get me wrong, she drives me crazy too but I wouldn’t have it any other way.