I’ve been thinking a lot about Mother’s Day in the run up to today.
Given the fact that my babies turned two just a couple of days ago, I’ve been reminiscing and waxing lyrical about being their mama; thanking my lucky stars for their existence and thinking about my journey to get there.
I have read a lot of blog posts about ‘the perfect Mother’s Day gift’; what mums would especially like — treats or actions — to make their Mother’s Day more special or memorable.
I have just one wish.
For all the ladies who desperately yearn to be a mother, all the women undergoing invasive fertility treatment to conceive; for all of my amazing, stoic, girlfriends who’ve had loss after loss and dream of holding their baby in their arms.
For the ones who hope to, one day, read their child a bedtime story or hold their little one’s hand as they cross the road.
I wish them the gift of motherhood.