On Sunday March 30th , many mums around the world will be celebrating what is known as Mothers Day!
To me Mothers Day is a day to honour your mum or being a mum your self and appreciate you had or have that in your life.
The celebration of Mother's Day began in the United States in the early 20th century but it has rapidly become a worldwide celebration along with Fathers Day and now even a Grandparents Day and it is not just celebrated when we in the UK celebrate it, in fact some countries like Thailand ,Russia and Indonesia celebrate Mothers Day in the months of August, November and December.
Simnel cake is a light fruit cake with two layers of almond paste or marzipan, one in the middle and one on top, that is toasted, and eaten during the Easter period in the United Kingdom, Ireland and some other countries. It was originally made for the middle Sunday of Lent, Laetare Sunday; also known as Refreshment Sunday, Mothering Sunday, Sunday of the Five Loaves, and Simnel Sunday - after the cake.
You can find the amazing recipe from Delia here
Today the cake is less traditional and most people buy flowers, cards and chocolates . I feel Mothers Day is more commercialised than it was and I have to admit I have never tried nor received the Simnel Cake but I would love to as I adore fruit cake and marsipan.
I usually receive flowers from my husband and beautiful home made cards from my children which I cherish most , the children make them at school and to be honest I often feel it unfare as they never do it for Fathers day, much to the annoyance of their dad.
On Mothers Day we usually go out for a meal as a family. We rarely go out for meals and they love to take me out knowing I spend every other day in the kitchen lol, no dishes , no cooking, just enjoyment with my husband and children enjoying a meal.
Last year I was lucky to win a hair makeover for me and my dads wife at the L'Oreal Professional salon in Sunderland which was lovely , it is rare I ever ask for anything for Mothers Day .
This year however I have asked for two little things from the children and that is these gorgeous things called 5 year journals.
Inexpensive costing only around £12 each , I find these the perfect gift .
I have always loved doodling and writing but never kept all my thoughts in one place . In fact I think I last owned a journal as such , back in my teen years and wish I still had them now .
There are so many journals around and to be honest I am loving the idea that there is a mothers one , especially the 5 year one so I do not need a bulky big book for each year .
These hard back , hand sized books are absolutely a fantastic little keep sake which I am looking forward to (hopefully, if mummy has been a good mummy this year and receives them) writing my thoughts and being able to look back at them later on and compare each day in the year to the previous years.
I know there will be many memories good and bad as 5 years is a long time , but to me being a mum is having the memories of all those things and getting through them each and everyday as a family.
I asked for the Q & A journal too, just because I thought that would be something for myself to do , after all I am not just a mummy and have other thoughts and feelings in my life that I would like to write about and keep in one place to look back at later on in life. The things that you do not to share with others but keep to yourself.
I think these are such a great idea and think there a lot of others who would enjoy these too.
I can actually see myself becoming addicted to journals, you can never run out of things to write about , especially if you are like me and always have something going on in your mind or lifetime event that has your mind racing with 500 thoughts each minute. After all these cute 5 year journals are only meant to be a line a day but how do you put a full day of 24hrs into one sentence only?
I love being a mum and having all my children means a lot to me . I know how lucky I am to be able to have such blessings and I respect my mum more now I have become one myself.
Being a mum can be hard, I understand that . It does not come with any instructions and each parent and child have different needs and wants but each day we learn more about parenting and how to do the best we can for our children. We do not always get it right , sometimes we get through the days with great pleasure and joy but others are hard and an emotional battle .
We forget ourselves and who we were before we were parents and each day we feel that little bit more of our personality before motherhood disappearing.
No longer do we worry about the way we look , our hair goes from the perfect 1 hour styled hair do to the thrown up in a scrunchy bun look . Our face is no longer smooth with perfect complexions and perfectly applied make up , if we remember to moisturse it's been a great day lol.
All those top designer clothing brands you used to wear, forget it! from now on you will need to replace lost school uniforms , missing socks and those hundreds of pairs of shoes that somehow after only 1 week feel the need to evaperate and leave gaping holes in the soles, you now have Primark and George to drool over and that is if you can scrap together some pennies after the huge bils the schools leave you.
Endless school trips each week and school dinners that cost more than my monthly food shop to feed all 9 of us.
You lose touch with your friends and when you become alone at home each weekend when they are all partying and going to spa weekends away, trips abroad and spontanious road trips , dont forget it is all worth it.
Those little bundle mini versions of you are now your world.
I Carry Your Map
I miss my mum and will always treasure her, no longer can I show her through gifts of flowers, cake, chocolates and journals but I can always remember and love her in memories for all she had done for me and making me who I am today.
My mum gave me the strength to go on and always look for something to belong to ,she taught me how to love and be loved and never give up on myself. She taught me how to be Independent and have my own mind and let no one take my self respect from me.
A mothers love is something that no one else can share with their child unless the bond of love is broken . I hope that bond is kept with my children .