Sunday was a very special day, not least because it was my first Mothering Sunday, but because we made our maiden visit to the allotment as a family of 3. We intended to just look, sigh heavily at the mass of weeds and ponder what to grow this year with minimal effort and maximum cropping. But when have we ever been able to just look and walk away?
When I say ‘we‘ of course, on that particular day, I mean dear G who cut back the raspberry canes for me when it became apparent that 2 months is still not enough time for my body to cope with gardening tasks. What greater gift could a new Mum want on her first Mothers Day than some muscle for her beloved allotment – beats chocolates or flowers! 
E helped out too by remaining blissfully asleep the whole time we were there.
For other Mothers Day posts please take a look at …
2011 – say it with flowers on Mothers Day
2017 – for all who aren’t, on Mothers Day
2018 – 23 questions to ask Mummy
2019 – a first Mothers Day without Mum
Pooey, sorry you are still in ‘recovery mode’ but hope your healing continues to go well. Bless G., he is a star – but we already knew that :}
Lying around snoozing in the sunshine – wasn’t that the role his father had planned for himself at the plot?
It’s hard work for anyone!
Looks like you all had a fabulous day. What more could a new mother want?
Thank you for the lovely pictures of the family too.
How lovely… Thank you for the photo/letter! x
Hi Nic, fresh air and sunshine for all 3 of you is just what a doctor would order if he had any sense!
ah Robin, you know G well!
And yes Bilbo G is a star when he puts his mind to it :o)
Wouldn’t we all feel great if sunshine and blue skies were available on prescription
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[…] I’d so neatly mapped out in my head and thirteen Mothers’ Days came and went before I finally got to experience my first celebration of Motherhood. I am deeply thankful that I get to Mother my boys but I still hesitate to celebrate it proudly […]
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