Last
year, I blogged about my first Mother’s Day and truth be told, as lovely as
that occasion was in terms of a milestone, this year surpassed it. I think as
Alfie grows up, I will love it more, especially when he understands what the
day is about and we do things together. I’ll keep this post short and sweet as
it was three weeks ago now and most of the photos have appeared on social.
Like
last year, no proper lie-in for me – unless you count 8am as a lie-in. But Ash
(and Alfie) brought me breakfast in bed, on a tray: scrambled egg on toast, a
cup of coffee and a vase glass of carnations. I then opened my card and
present: a gorgeous Marc Jacobs gift set. Daisy Eau So Fresh is one of my
favourite scents and is the perfume I wear everyday to work. It’s also what
Alfie associates with me, as when he used my scarf as a comforter, I’d spray it
with that. I always tell him that mummy smells like the flowers (or ladybirds
when I use Dot, also by Marc Jacobs).
I
received another card and present earlier in the week, as the nursery had been
busy arranging Mother’s Day crafts. The handprint flowers were beautiful and
while they’re still in the cellophane and plastic cup on our dining table, I
need to put them somewhere else, so that I can cherish them forever. I almost
welled up as his key worker handed them to me on the Wednesday before, when we
picked him up in the evening.
We
then drove to Essex to spend the day with my mum and brother. I had ordered her
some flowers from Appleyard from all of us and made sure they were delivered on
Saturday to arrive on time and it was great to see them on the windowsill in
the living room. We are also planning on taking mum out for afternoon tea at
The Ritz (it’s on my bucket list) and I cannot wait, especially as I’m bringing
Alfie. I’d love him to experience it, too.
Robert
cooked a Sunday lunch: roast chicken and stuffing; proper roast potatoes;
roasted carrots, parsnips and beetroot; and kale. It’s lucky we are a family of
pretty decent cooks – and he did an amazing job of cooking for five. Even Alfie
ate most of it, although he didn’t like the beetroot. There was homemade Banoffee
pie for dessert and it went down well with everyone, even if there was tonnes
left! Alfie loves bananas, so it was always going to be a winner with him, and
he had a little slither.
After
lunch, Alfie played in the living room, while I went through some old photos
and then we just relaxed, before heading back to MK. The evening wasn’t
particularly memorable – a fairly standard Sunday!
In
all, it was a lovely day, spent with the people that matter to me most – which
to me is what the day should be about.
Love,
Lucy xx
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