{I had a} Happy Mother’s Day
This year was the second year I have been fortunate to celebrate Mother’s Day and it was gloriously spent with my family.
My first Mother’s Day wasn’t exactly the ceremonious back-pat I was expecting, due to SAH having to go away on business. And while I was a little disappointed I couldn’t tell him no – Hello!? Business class trip to Milan? Yeah, no babe you have to stay home and worship me like mother earth, as I am Gia incarnate, my body unfurled and I produced your heir. Now feed me chocolates!
It’s alright, don’t feel bad for me as after rising at an appalling 5am (thanks Bub) I answered a knock at the door in my bedraggled state, sporting ginormous bed-hair and was surprised by a bunch of flowers SAH had organised to have made up and arranged by our talented florist friend, Lou. The bunch was so voluminous it was larger than the baby.
Later that day Bub took me to lunch at Kitchen By Mike, where we ran into friends and were able to borrow some of their Mother’s Day joy.
This year, however SAH took all the planning into his own hands I just sat back and enjoyed the day.
I woke late to my little family nosily greeting me with gifts – 3 pairs of fabulously bright and patterned Happy Socks – and a card. Yes, little family, worship at the shrine of bed-head mamma. We then headed out the door with a rucksack packed with SAH assembled picnic and swimming togs, along with our new fancy 4-wheel drive Bugaboo pram (an incredible hard rubbish road side find from last month).
And where were we merry three off to? A spot of frolicking on the beach was in order as we caught the ferry from Cronulla to Bundeena.
We could hardly contain our little jumping bean Bub on the old wooden ferry that took us across Port Hacking. He was so excited by the wonderful experience and set about pointing out all the boats he could see (there were many). The trip was slow and mellow and as we travelled along a feeling of holiday relaxation washed over us.
The sun shone warm and the sky was clear as we chased Bub around the beach and sprinted after him as he attempted to swim fully clothed. We ate sandwiches on the rug, soaking up the warmth and occasionally batting away annoying off leash small fluffy dogs with no recall skills “Fluffy! Flufffffy!! Come here!” And later we paddled in the stream beside the beach.
In the evening, after a baby nap for Bub and a nana nap for me, we all headed to my parents house to celebrate again.
Once home and the Bub safely and soundly asleep, SAH produced the most delectable box of delicacies created by Gelato Messina, a limited edition Mother’s Day gelato bon bons. Which I savoured and pondered over, tasting each unique flavour, texture and ingredient… oh who am I kidding? I scoffed most of them making many appreciative noises while watching Dr Who – a perfect end to a perfect day.
How was your Mother’s Day?
