It was mother’s day on Sunday and I knew there were a couple of little gifts awaiting me out in the kitchen so I lay in bed on Sunday morning eagerly anticipating a happy mother’s day greeting and a big cuddle with my boy as he’d made a big fuss about it in the preceding days and my hopes were way up. But he forgot. He came into my room and asked if he could watch television which I ignored until I heard a please.
I eventually had to remind him that it was mother’s day and didn’t he have something to give me? He gave me a bracelet (a bit of a lucky dip thing I’d paid for through school) and a sort of a certificate that had form questions on that his buddy at school had scribed the answers on for him. It had questions like what colour eyes does your mum have (brown – in fact they’re blue), what colour hair, what does she know (everything – thanks son), what’s her favourite food (chocolate – yes my top 5 addictions confirm that one), what’s her favourite item of clothing (star shirt – I don’t even own one).
I love these types of gifts where some thought has gone into it and will find somewhere to put it until it goes into the keeping folder. The keeping folder is more like a small archive box where I’ve got drawings and other bits and pieces JJ has done. I’ve still got the drawing he did for me last year and I wish I hadn’t lost the bookmark he did for me two years ago.
Afterwards we went to the farmers’ market to do our weekly fruit and veg shop but had breakfast there as well. I had a voucher for a free coffee and I asked for a cup of milk for JJ which they really graciously supplied for free. For breakfast we had a bacon and egg roll and a honey icecream. I don’t normally have icecream for breakfast but we’d done our shopping inbetween the bacon and egg roll and the icecream so it was more of a mid-morning snack.
Unfortunately the rest of the day went downhill from there. It was one of those weekends where I didn’t want to do anything at all but lie in bed and read and relax but I had to do the housework, cooking and washing so I did a bit of lying around and a bit of work. I also physically didn’t feel that great and thought I was coming down with something but luckily it didn’t manifest into any sickness.
The night was even worse with a local businesses alarm going off all night. That’s for another post, but it meant I didn’t sleep at all well and worked yesterday with what felt like a hangover, but not with the good time preceding the hangover.