6.30am. The alarm clock. Already?! Snooze for 10mins. Slowly open my eyes. Even slower make my way to the kitchen. Kettle on. Bathroom.

I know, I simply feel it – something really nice and beautiful will happen. Something warming, gentle. Something to awake my spring feel, to put a smile on my face and make those little eye wrinkles tell the secret. That I am a mum, a working mum, a 24/7 busy mum.

Coffee, boiling water in the coffee pot. While waiting, I make breakfast for my 3-year old. It’s homemade porridge with banana and honey. Love it. Why can’t I find some time in the morning to have breakfast with my child? I love her! I’d love to spend more time with her. Plus, I love porridge. She – not so much, but it’s ok, it’s healthy and will give her the energy to face her day, her active play at the nursery. Nursery from 8am till 6pm. She is the first child to be dropped in and the last one to be picked up. What can I do, I am a busy working mum! The guilt of not spending enough time with my little girl has grabbed my heart already. You blame me, I know, but I’ve been blaming myself for longer. Much longer.

Still… something nice will happen. I can smell it. I can touch it. It’s bright and sunny, it’s like fresh morning feeling. I almost sense the warming cuddle of the morning sunshine, caramelised colour, the smell of vanilla pods…

Dress, make-up – ok, ready to go. I’m on the street now, walking… er… almost flying – I’m running late again and the nursery school seems to be si far away in the morning. I realise – it’s spring already. Passing by the neighbours’ houses on the street, I breathe the fresh feeling coming from their gardens, those lovely little daffodils perhaps. Just suddenly I see the whole pink-white rows of blossom trees on the street – isn’t it beautiful? I slow down a bit. I want to breathe this beauty and keep it in me. Keep it for longer. Much longer. Crossing the road, a warm wind brings some special fragrance – the smell of vanilla pods. I look around – is it just me? I get closer to the bushes and flowers, I get down my nose and smell each one of them, searching to the one bringing the special vanilla smell. Can’t find it. But the vanilla smell is still there – somewhere in the air, in the wind – warming, beautiful, nice. I feel nice. I am a happy mum now. I smile and my little girl smiles back at me. It’s going to be a beautiful day today! Nice and warm. Because… something nice has happened!

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I will tell you how my precious little girl makes every day Mother’s day for me.

She makes me smile, even when I am angry

She makes me feel proud of her – even if she hasn’t climbed a mountain

She says “I love you, mummy” and I am trying to hide my tears of joy

She makes a mess every day during mealtimes

She likes to have all my attention, 24/7

Sometimes she is feeling poorly and feeling safety when feeling me around her only

Sometimes she falls down and wants mummy to kiss her and take off her pain

Sometimes she may have a temper tantrum and I need to be there for her

One day she might get in trouble and I will be still there for her – to help, to talk, to listen

One day she will become a young lady and my sleepless nights will come back again – this time not due to baby cry but worrying if she is alright

One day she will have a boyfriend and I will start feeling scared and experiencing the “empty nest” syndrome. I will know she would soon leave home and will have a family on her own. I will feel lonely and also happy for her at the same time…

One day I will be spending my Sunday evening with her little ones, reading them stories and feeling like heaven of being their granny. My daughter will be smiling at us, remembering the times she’s been sitting on my knees and holding my hand.

Always I’ll be giving her all my love, expecting nothing in return. And she will always make my day feel like being Mother’s day!

Whatever she does, I love her! And on Mother’s day I want to thank her for being my little girl and for making me the happiest mum in the world!

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