Happy Mother's Day!

Oh, such a lovely day. Playing in the park, basking in the dappled light, noshing out on sushi, painting fingernails with my daughter and being fiercely squeezed by my son. (He's almost nine, so everything he does is a little fierce!)

I took some photos of the kids climbing trees, but they move so much and never do a 'nice' smile...it's always a crazy face with the tongue and the cross-eyes...

I didn't visit my mum, since she has some kind of gross cold. So I sent my love down the telephone line, and felt sooky for a second or two.

As usual, I concluded very quickly that my problems are miniscule. I send my love out to all the new mums out there who might be having a rough day, and those who've lost their mum, and even those who would give a limb to be a mother... big hugs. XXX

What a mother!

Kirsty and I, around 1980

My filthy little darlings

My mum, Susan, climbing in Nepal

It's that time of year... all the soft lens images of adoring, clean-faced children bringing Mum exactly what she wanted for Mother's Day...Hmmm.
I took my kids out for breakfast this morning, then to run a few errands. Mister Minit had my resoled shoes all ready, and chatted with a big smile on his face, and it was only when I felt something fall into my cleavage that I realised that somehow my pendant had been covered in mocha cheesecake and I was wearing it all down my front. Tres embarrassing.
As for my Mum, she has worn her share of cake, vegemite and texta. But she's a free spirit who wears it with a smile!
A real mum is crazy, imperfect and will totally wear those floral slippers/macaroni necklaces. A real mum thinks your artwork should hang in the Louvre. A real mum agrees you could win 'So You Think You Can Dance'. A real mum will eat those cupcakes, even if they are a little heavy on the salt.

All the awesome mothers out there, and mothers-to-be, keep it real!