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My newborn: the ultimate Mother's Day gift

MOTHER'S DAY: This Mother’s Day, I’ll be a mom of three, says Helen O'Keeffe. Parts of me will be sore.

Parts of me will leak. But we will be a five-some and I’ll love it!

My kids have been the making of me. Considering they are often very annoying, loud and unashamedly sticky, they’ve magically made me a happier person than I ever thought possible. They’ve scared the hell out of me through various accidents and illnesses, but all because they exploded my capacity for love in a way that makes me feel dizzy. Having (mis)spent my teens and twenties being legendarily bad with both money and time, they’ve transformed me into a woman who has at least 10 frozen dinners ‘ready to go', (nearly) leaves the house on time and can find the smallest of toys down the back of the couch in less than a minute.

For the day that’s in it, I’m not really sure what’s in store – nor am I too worried. The usual early risers will shout ‘wakey wakey’ oblivious to that fact that a sleep-in is a reward not a punishment. My husband will attempt to keep sound levels below a dull roar and rush the older two downstairs while myself and the newest arrival snuggle, guzzle, then give in and get up.

The usual early risers will shout ‘wakey wakey’ oblivious to that fact that a sleep-in is a reward not a punishment

The rest of the day will depend more on the night-time antics of the newborn, but likely my husband will make dinner and homemade cards will be produced by the artists-in-residence. And, after a sojourn on the wagon, dinner will include a glass of wine. All said, after a tricky end to a third pregnancy, none of this matters to me.

For Mother’s Day this year all I want is for us all to be here, all together, all safe. It’s obvious, it’s corny – but this year, that’s all I need. 

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