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An open letter to my mum, on her birthday.


Dear Mum,

I kind of hate it when your birthday comes around. Mainly because I never know what to get you. It's the same issue every year.  You do so much for me and my children and nothing i can think of to buy ever seems good enough to show you what you mean to us all. Flowers and chocolate seem thoughtless and photo related gifts have been done a thousand times over. You don't drink and you don't wear jewellery and I'm twenty seven years old, I don't think something handmade would have quite the same effect these days. (Remember those mazes Nathan used to draw you?) You always go all out on our birthdays, even now that me and the boys are all in our twenties and dont need that kind of attention on our birthdays anymore. You do it automatically. Because you're our mum and you love us. And we want to do the same for you. But you're just so bloody difficult to buy for, woman! and unfortunately my mind isn't creative enough to be able to think outside the box. (I do try, honest I do!)

Also if I'm honest your birthday always seems to reminds me that you're a year older and that thought unnerves me a bit. Selfishly I don't want you to grow old. I want you to stay right here, at the age you are now, by my side, being my partner in crime.

I'm sorry that we don't have the material things to show you how much we all adore you mum. I have the words. Words that I might not always say to your face (save for a love youuu when you give me a bottle of milk from your own fridge because I've ran out or a 'love ya mohair xx' at the end of a text) but words that I can say on this blog instead.

You know though.

At least I think you do.

I try to tell you in all the little ways - asking if you want a coffee when I'm round at yours, giving you a hug and clinging to you like a limpet (which I'm sure you find more annoying than anything else but hey - you're a comfy leaning post!) and ringing to see how your day has gone. It doesn't seem enough somehow. But I hope you know.

The things you do for me don't go unnoticed either mum. They never do. Helping with the kids when I have my migraine attacks, popping round and tidying the kitchen, telling me about radio programmes you think might be helpful to me or recording TV shows you think I'll like. The endless cups of tea, the unwavering advice, which includes telling me to pull myself together when I need to do exactly that and all the hugs that come at the right moments, the ones that you give me without me having to say a word. Because you can read me like a book.

I wish I had better ways to thank you. You've asked for a video slideshow for your birthday, to music with photos of you and your grand-kids and I'm determined to make it the best video I possibly can. (In fact I'm downloading Will Youngs Evergreen as I type - prepare for the cheese 😂)

I love you so much mum. You've given me an amazing mother daughter relationship I hope to be able to experience with my own daughter too.

Happy Birthday,

Love, your daughter xx 

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8 comments

  1. Oh this is beautiful. Happy birthday #SundayBest

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  2. What a beautiful post lovely! Happy Birthday to your Mum #sundaybest

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  3. My mom is seriously my best friend and parenting partner most days. I hear ya on this one!

    #sparklesandstretchmarks

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    1. There's no-one quite like a mum is there! Thanks for commenting xx

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  4. Such a beautiful post. Our moms are everything <3.

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    1. Where would we be without them! Thanks for commenting x

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