Today was Mothering Sunday in Ireland. Mother's Day for short.
I was surprised (thought not completely as had been drilling 'daffodils; into the boys all week) and thrilled to get lots of daffodils, in an eco friendly vase no less, gorgeous chocolates and breakfast in bed. Happy, happy days.
So why, oh why can I not just chill out and enjoy this Sunday which is the same as every other Sunday. Well, except it's called Mother's Day. Damnit. I've had ten years of being a mammy and I love the job and worship my boys so why on this one day am I so jittery?
Yeah, I know why. When does it stop hurting so much though?
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