So, my mum being the selfless person she is said she didn’t want any presents this year, but we could make her something if we wanted. Unfortunately, I didn’t inherit Mum’s cooking skills (we’ve all seen the dinner date) and I DEFINITELY didn’t inherit her sewing talents (I tried to make a scrunchie when I was 10 and literally got stuck to the sewing machine and put the needle through my thumb – brings a whole new meaning to hand sewing)
This in mind, I decided to ramble on about a just a few of the things I love about her. Firstly, I love how honest my mum is. Now, don’t get me wrong, at times this honesty can be a bit brutal. I have never been under any illusion that I could enter X factor thanks to my mum’s scathing reviews of my singing. And if my fringe is too long or my hair is looking a mess, Mum will be the first to tell me.
However, I know this honesty comes from a place of love and she tells me these things because she doesn’t want me to go and embarrass myself. I also know that because my mum is incapable of lying, when she gives a compliment she really means it.
For example, when I first tried on my wedding dress and she said it looked good, I knew she was telling the truth. And when I have the dark moments, questioning my ability as a mum myself, I know I can believe it when she says I’m good.
Leading on from this, I love how I can rely on my mum for objective advice. If you’ve read my blogs before, you’ve probably gathered I tend to worry a lot and can catastrophise things. Thankfully, whatever my problem, I always know Mum is just a phone call away with amazing advice.
What’s more, when she gives this advice she never lets her own emotions get in the way, which as a mum myself now, I can only imagine how difficult this must be. I could literally write essays about the MANY pieces of great advice Mum has given me over the years, but I think some of the ones that have really stood out to me the most are those about relationships.
Again, if you’ve read my blog before, you’ll know that before Stu I wasn’t exactly the luckiest in love, with countless bad dates and a few very toxic relationships. But thanks to my mum, I never lost my self respect and knew that it was always much lonelier to be in a bad relationship than single. Mum also taught me how jealousy in relationships was stupid and if there was no trust there was no point. Mum did also say you can just as easy fall in love with a rich man as a poor man and for years Martin Shaw was her dream man (guess you can’t agree on everything!)
Another thing I really not only love my Mum for but massively respect, is how brave she is. The epitome of “feel the fear and do it anyway” Mum never gives into her fears and continues to challenge herself, however scary that may be. Whether she’s driving off somewhere, taking a new class or using the self service petrol pump, she will never stay in her comfort zone.
I’ll round this ramble blog up as however much I write, there won’t be enough words to express just how much I love you Mum. But I just want to thank you for being the best mum I could have ever wished for and if in 34 years Sienna feels half as grateful as I do, I’ll be delighted.