For the mountain of crusts that you cut from my bread.
For that treat that YOU wanted, But gave me instead.
For each time I woke you because “It was dark!?”
For endlessly pushing the swings at the park.
For the singular sprout that you put on my plate.
For the tears you held back as you waved at the gate.
For “The wheels on the bus” on repetitive loop.
For the sick, snot and dribble and projectile poop.
For teaching me “Thank you” and nagging for “Please”.
For the fact that you now need to pee when you sneeze.
For the rocking and soothing and hours spent awake.
And the days when the world just had not enough cake.
You did all these things.
Although I never knew.
I couldn’t remember and hadn’t a clue!
But I’m starting to realise it now that I’ve grown,
And now have a family all of my own.
I can finally see what you gave me from birth,
And appreciate you for your actual worth.
So right here and now, on this special Sunday,
May I state for the record and finally say….
I get it now Mum.
With love to all you Mummies, and your Mummies, on Mother’s Day.
With special thoughts also to beloved friends, and readers, who’s Mummies now look down from the stars.
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