My girls mean the world to me- part two- Mum

I don’t think it was until I became a mum myself that I really appreciated my own mum. As you’re growing up you naturally progress through the stages of innocent youth where mum is perfect and always right , into adolescence when you start to question and separate in your identity from your parents. Now as an adult I’m thankful for the great female role model she is. How would I describe her? She’s a trooper, she’s clever, she’s loving and caring towards others, she’s feisty, and passionate about her beliefs and her family have always come first. Growing up in a different time she gave up her career to raise us. I’m thankful that she was always there for me through the ups and downs of growing up and would still now drop everything if I needed her. She’s had to find a way to live with chronic pain and fibromyalgia which must be exhausting and frustrating, especially because she likes to be on the go. She has shared with me a love of nature, cooking, walking, gardening and being outdoors. Mum I’m so thankful that you were there the day I became a mum too. You’ve guided me, shown me unconditional love, reminded me of who I am and told me to believe in myself every step of the way. Thank you for the sacrifices you’ve made, for the blood sweat and tears you no doubt shed raising the three of us and your unwavering love. Love you Mum