Monday, May 13, 2013

Offspring Day

At this point of the calendar each year, it's good to be me. There's a three-week period where I have my birthday, my anniversary with J, and Mother's Day. I get to feel the love, and lots of it.

This year, it's been a little sadder, but that can't be helped. J was in Seattle for all three of those calendar dates, so they were mostly a day just like any other.

We tend to be a bit anti-establishment in this house, and that means when it comes to Mother's Day, I don't want (or expect) bought gifts. No perfume, no must-have expensive appliance fad-of-the-moment. As long as I don't have to lift a finger for the day, it's all good. That's not too much to ask for, right?

Yesterday wasn't going to be a day of breakfast in bed and pampering. No siree, there are kids to be attended to - ones that aren't about to entertain themselves all day. Especially the three-year-old, who certainly doesn't give a damn about Hallmark occasions.

Lucky for me, they took my hints from the night before and put a DVD on to watch when they woke up. It was 8am before anyone came into my room - hallelujah! The Faery also got my hint (based on previous - very sweet - efforts of hers to make me breakfast) that if you're going to spread something super thickly across toast for another person, peanut butter is a much choice than Vegemite (oh, but I sound ungrateful, don't I?). My hint paid off though, because this was waiting for me when I came downstairs.

I have to admit, I was feeling the love.

Resigned to the fact that the day wasn't really going to revolve around me, I decided to make the best of it and take the girls to Kidspace Children's Museum in Pasadena - something that's been on my to-do list for far too long. The day was forecast to be 38ÂșC in the shade, but dammit, I was going to be 'fun mum' if it killed me.

For the most part, we did have a fun time. There's something about hands-on, interactive learning that feels quite rewarding. The museum has a large outdoor area, complete with water play, so that's where we finished up. Perfect on a stinking hot day. 

If you've been reading here for long enough, you'll know that I'm not an overly sentimental type - not when it comes to expression, anyway. Of course I feel it, but I don't gush easily, and I don't throw around words such as 'blessed' like food that's fast approaching its expiry date.

However, I had one of those moments as I watched the Faery and Miss Pie playing together in the water play area. I watched how they stuck together, the Faery protectively watching over Miss Pie. I watched how - when one of the Faery's shoes came off and floated away down the gentle mini-creek - Miss Pie took off in earnest pursuit, grabbed it, and handed it to her sister.

Watching them, I did feel blessed. I felt lucky that these two little girls are mine. These last few months haven't been easy, but I suspect that they may have been a whole lot more difficult if the Faery and Miss Pie weren't who they are. Their yin-yang essence, I wouldn't change for the world.

Anyhow, that's as treacly as I get. They know how I feel, and that's what counts.


  1. I think the love you have for your kids is obvious, with or without added sugar. ;)

    The museum looks like a great day out - I feel like going there myself, after looking at your pics!

    The Faery is a thoughtful little soul and I'm pretty impressed that the kids left you in peace until 8.00am. Glad to hear too that they seem to be trying to ease this next transition for you. I think kids do sense when their input and help is needed and sometimes they surprise us like that when we least expect it.

    My mother's day was quite nuts - got some lovely handmade cards and thoughtfully chosen gifts from the school stall. But J was unwell (he is off work sick this whole week) so it was a bit hectic too. Never mind ... I got a block of Top Deck and a glass of wine so it's all good in the end!

    1. I left out the part where I got to hold a calcified piece of bonafide dinosaur shit (or poop, as Americans love to call it)! It was VERY heavy.

      I'm sorry you didn't get to have a relaxing day. Hopefully J feels better soon and will let you take it easy next weekend. Top Deck and wine is still a good way to finish the day!


    2. I hate "poop" - HATE it!

    3. After 3 years, I still inwardly groan every single time I hear that word... and yet, because of the whole frequent-shit-in-undies dramas I have with a certain little one, and therefore needing to vent with friends here, I find myself saying it to them. Go figure...

  2. Oh man, you sap! All those gushy words!

    You make me laugh, honey, you really do. Because flowery words are the very least of ways we show we give a damn. This whole blog is a love song to those girls whether you realise it or not.


    1. And you just made ME laugh!

      Thanks, love xx