Is it me or is Mother's Day only second to Christmas. Even more than birthdays for Mums. We used to live in the UK where Mother's Day was, well just Mother's Day.
We migrated to Australia some 6 years ago and ever since Mother's Day has never been the same. Now whether it is because we have a child now in school, but where ever you go everyone was going up to my wife, yesterday wishing her happy Mother's Day. Admittedly it was the other mums.
Mother's Day is huge here. Much more than I ever remember in the UK. It is present time here. Meal planning. Cooking. More Cooking and even more cooking. Don't get me wrong here, I like to cook and love to cook for my wife. I share a good portion of the cook work load. But I felt pressurised this year to get it right. I am not sure what match report my wife will give me when she speaks to her friends next.
Get the gift. Nah, couldn't find the right thing. My son did get some interesting gifts from the schools Mother's Day gift stall though. So in a few weeks we are going to have a luxury weekend in the local city and we will spoil her then, when it comes to the present. Father Christmas doesn't get this stressed.
So food was really important today. So I was up semi-early this morning and went to get food for breakfast. Well planned out...And it really made me laugh. The local supermarket was packed with men, dads mostly as many of them were with young children. Milk seemed very popular as did up market jams, for some reason.
So I had my menu planned:
Breakfast - French toast with bacon and blueberries with deluxe hot chocolate with cinnamon and freshly made fruit juice
Lunch - Home-made pea soup with toast
Dinner - Oven baked chicken in lemon grass, chilli and lime with asparagus.
Cool. Sorted. Then get this. My wife didn't feel well all day. Oh well one of those days. To all Mums though, Happy Mother's Day.