We can’t think of a better time to say it.
As my first Mother’s Day as a mum approaches I have had time to reflect on all things motherly. Being a mum has made me admire my mum even more, and appreciate how challenging things can get. She was 19-years-old when she had me, suffered from depression for most of her adult life and brought up three well-adjusted kids … well, I guess dad had a hand in it too.
But, right now I can’t think of a better time to say thank you mum.
Thank you for not running away.
I now know what that means. I know what it’s like to have the “it’s too hard” moment, to want to go down to the letterbox and keep walking, if only for an hour. Thanks for staying when things got tough.
Thank you for your sacrifices.
I’m 33-years-old and I sometimes feel the burden of selflessness that motherhood brings. I can only imagine how much harder that must have been as a teenager. You sacrificed parties, travelling and a career for me — at least in the short-term — thank you.
Thanks for worrying.
And still worrying! You once told me you worry about your children every day. I didn't understand why you felt you needed to worry about me. I was good. Life is good. I get it now. That crushing worry in your heart that you just learn to carry with you everywhere you go.
Thanks for looking after me when I was sick.
I was sick so often. I don't know how you did it. I've been fortunate in that my baby girl has been sick just once. In that time the aforementioned worry crushed me, the tears flowed and doctor Google nearly drove me to breaking point. In fact, I needed my mum. So an extra big thank you for STILL looking after me.