I woke yesterday morning with such a surreal feeling. It was Mother’s Day, but this year was different. I would be on the receiving end of the day’s celebrations.
Rob completely spoiled me; I received PJ’s, a CD, Uggs & an apron. Everything I could have asked for and more. This celebration he really listened to my hints that I dropped along the way. Rob can be so sensible sometimes … the apron he bought me is black and red and his reasoning “I know you like the pink and white and really pretty ones but I thought that would just get too dirty as soon as you put it on.” Gosh I love him.
Sophie woke at 7:30am … yep these full nights of sleep have been amazing, we fed her then ventured to our favourite café for a brekkie date.
That was all I wanted, one of our favourite pastimes, just Rob, Sophie and I.
Once we got home I then prepared for my Mum’s turn of celebrations in the afternoon. My sister and I put on a high tea and it was so much fun. My Mum has all of the pretty high tea goodies which my sisters and I bought for her some years ago. Cups … saucers … cake stands … tea pots. Now I know what I would like for next year’s present.
Oh and one small thing occurred on my first day celebrating being a Mummy to the most amazing little girl … she said Dada!
That’s right … on the day that was meant to be celebrating ME, her Mummy … she comes out with Dada. It is very young for her to even say this so I’m trying to think that it is just a sound but she didn’t stop saying it and then again this morning she started with it again.
Rob just thinks it is hilarious. As you can see …