Give thanks to wearers of many hats
“A MOTHER is she who can take the place of all others, but whose place no others can take.”
There’s nothing like the week before Mother’s Day to remind you how truly golden the No.1 woman in your life is.
For me, the realisation always hits hardest during the (often last-minute) gift buying attempt — browsing the shops defeated by the idea that this woman is deserving of an allexpenses-paid vacation, a seaside holiday home, or perhaps her very own island but all I can afford is the classic candle, pyjamas or perfume.
Knowing she means it when she says “I’d be happy with anything”, “it’s the thought that counts” only makes it worse.
Just another in a long list of selfless displays. After all, how found, you can bet she’s at the supermarket picking up the milk no one wrote on the list. DESIGNER/ STYLIST: Sure she dressed my sister and me in matching outfits when we were younger but her creativity shone through when I needed it most in Book Week. The recycled Teletubby turned alien costume covered in aluminium patty pans paired with spraypainted silver runners is just a sample of her commitment. UBER DRIVER: It’s no secret mums rack up a lot of kilometres running around for their kids. Mine was no exception. Netball games, guitar lessons, exams, parties — she’d even drive us to the bus
stop despite Dad’s constant reminder it was within walking distance. ROOM SERVICE: I stand by the belief that beds are never as well made, and shirts never as well ironed, as when Mum does it. She’s got the touch.
Strangely, my mum’s obsession with having our house look like a display home whenever someone came over is now the same trait my boyfriend accuses me of. EXPERT ON ALL THINGS:
Can’t get the stain out of your favourite top? Ask Mum. Not sure what brand of pasta sauce to buy? Ask Mum. Can’t open the jam jar? Ask Mum. Can’t find the pair to your sock? Ask Mum. Life doesn’t come with a manual but it comes with a mum and that’s kind of the same thing.