I feel pretty darned blessed this Mother's Day weekend. I have three healthy, happy kids. The best gift a mum could have.
Just 8 months ago, I was laid up in hospital, unwell. My bub scrawny, in intensive care on a ventilator. Now he's got the rosiest of cheeks and strangers comment: "he's so full of health!" (code for "he's a hefty lump") unaware of his start to life. In another time or place things could have been so different.
Lil is happy with life. She loves school, she loves her friends, she just loves life. She's sweet and gentle. She tells me: "I just love my family so much".
Goose is cheeky, feisty and sweet all in one. She's fearless and funny. She has a temper and calls me mean often. When I say "yeah, I know I'm the meanest mum", she stops and through her anger will say "no, you're the best mum".
I love them all so much. It's a privilege to be their mum. Watch them grow. Watch them become little people. Help mould them, let them mould me.
I'm also lucky enough to have a wonderful mum in my life. A mum who supports and loves me unconditionally. Who loves my kids. Who loves my family. Who is there at the drop of a hat.
I also have a mother-in-law who is kind and supportive. Has never said even a hint of an unkind word to me. Who supports our family unconditionally. Who adores our kids.
So, yes, this Mother's Day, I'm feeling blessed.
Happy Mother's Day to you.