Yes it's my birthday; in fact it is my 46th birthday...
- My hair is defiantly getting greyer
+ My hair is still soft and shinny
- My toes nails are getting misshapen
+ I can still cut my own toe nails
- My face has slightly more wrinkles
+ I still can choose not to wear make-up
- I am no longer a size 10
+ I can still buy clothes in M&S, if I want to!
I look at photographs of times gone pass, where being 46 was a million miles away, I have nearly always had to live my life in the here and now but the now is actually very loving and peaceful and I can sit down and either choose to look back on what I have accomplished or look forward to what I would like to achieve.
- My hair is defiantly getting greyer
+ My hair is still soft and shinny
- My toes nails are getting misshapen
+ I can still cut my own toe nails
- My face has slightly more wrinkles
+ I still can choose not to wear make-up
- I am no longer a size 10
+ I can still buy clothes in M&S, if I want to!
I look at photographs of times gone pass, where being 46 was a million miles away, I have nearly always had to live my life in the here and now but the now is actually very loving and peaceful and I can sit down and either choose to look back on what I have accomplished or look forward to what I would like to achieve.
The forward list is very small. My past life I worked hard and played hard, doing as much as I could possibly cope with, never thinking that life could go on for quite a while. Therefore there is not much more I would like to do, a few more countries to travel to, a goat or two in my back garden, to work from home.
You see I have achieved far more by having an amazing husband and two loving children, which if I am brutally honest I never ever thought I would have. Not to say I couldn't have children, getting pregnant was not a problem but being a good mother - whatever-that-means was the hard target, not having any skills passed on to me but you know what, I think I have done it.
Even when my son, calls, at 10:00 am, asking "why does it hurt to have teeth out?"
Yesterday he had a wisdom tooth out and it had 4 roots, 3 came out with the tooth but the 4th had to be dug out, so now he has stitches and is feeling sorry for himself.
Answering in my most sympathetic and appropriate mummy’s voice, I then asked "are you calling to say anything else?" Slight silence, while this bit of what I had asked was sinking in and all the time trying to think of an answer.. you can hear the clogs going round, this must be a trick question, why is Mum asking this? His tablet induced thick groggy brain trying to work it all out in a nanosecond; the answer "no" was what I got.
Oh, so you are not ringing me to say "Happy Birthday Mum" ...
"Bollocks"
This reply has made me chuckle all day, the first time he has forgotten in his 24 years of being my son.
I will forgive him having wisdom teeth out at the dentist, is painful very painful and I forgot to telephone him yesterday and ask how he was ....
...What a dreadful mother!
