Good morning and Happy Mother’s Day!
Today is obviously a good day to tell your mum how much she means to you, and as soon as I’ve written this I will skidaddle off to Watford to do just that. Before I do, I’d like to pay homage to some of the best mums I know:
- The Single Mums
One of my best friends is a single mum, and she manages to juggle a career in the arts (and all the ambition, uncertainty and madness that goes along with it) with being a mum to a gorgeous little boy. When I was a teenager I used to babysit for a single mum who had been through a lot of terrible things, but she was the most gentle, compassionate and fun person I’d ever met. I have so much respect for single mums and dads who raise their children with high standards and a lot of love.
- The Dear Departed Mums
My heart goes out to anyone who has lost a parent. I can’t imagine the pain that that kind of loss entails. To the mothers who are no longer with us: we miss you. Thank you for the lives you made. You have left your families with fond and happy memories, and they will think of you during good times and bad for the rest of their lives. Your example will serve as an inspiration to your children whenever they have to make a decision or work through difficulties.
- The Not Yet Mums
I am not a mother and neither is my house mate Ash, but she definitely takes care of me the way a mother would. My life is full of maternal, compassionate people who are not mothers but will make damn good ones one day (except the boys; they’ll be terrible mothers), and I’m very grateful for them. If you have a nurturing instinct you can guarantee that your friends adore you for it, because there’s an incredible sense of safety and confidence that comes from knowing someone will always look after you.
- The Surrogate Mums
It might be because I’m very close to my family, but I’ve always thought it was important to make an effort to connect with my friends’ families. Sometimes I have taken it too far: my two oldest friends’ mothers essentially dragged me up (and one of them was still force-feeding me vitamins when I was nineteen). Wonderful, generous, warm-hearted women they may be, but they’re also honorary parents in my head.
- My Actual Mum
My mother has given me so much: a terrible short-term memory, the tendency to leave mugs of coffee all over the place, four lunatic siblings whom I cannot live without, inspiration, a brilliant example, confidence, an education, humour and above all an enormous amount of love. I am constantly bowled over by the lengths my mum will go to to look after her children, and I hope that if I ever become a mother I will be just like her: selfless, strong and incredibly kind. (It’s highly likely that I will be more prone to sarcasm, forgetfulness and accidentally leaving my kids in shopping centres, but her characteristics are what I’ll be aiming for.)
Happy Mother’s Day one and all. I hope that your Sunday involves awesome things like Yorkshire pudding.