DJ, play a song for the mothers

 

I write this as someone who lost their mother nearly three years ago, so granted, Mother's Day, is quite a bittersweet day. 

 

As hard as it is not being able to pop along to my mam’s house with a box of chocolates and flowers, we get the amazing job of spoiling Emma, my wife and Florence’s mammy. 

 

This post is just a quick tribute to Emma and every mother that has been and ever will be.

 

You don’t half take for granted what your mam ever did for you until you witness it firsthand in your own house from the birth of your own Jam-eater. 

 

So, to the single mothers, working mothers, stay-at-home mothers and every other kind of mother, on behalf of sons, daughters and daddies everywhere, thank you.

 

Not just for what you do for the kids but what you do for the bigger kids in the house too. 

 

We don’t thank you properly when you are picking our used pants off the bedroom floor, when you're scrubbing the bath, when you're clearing up our mess or when you're covered in your child’s vomit because ‘someone’ would vomit a lot more if they had to do it themselves. 

 

We don’t even thank you when you do the ‘big shop’ with a hyperactive toddler, wipe dirty bums when out in public (the kid’s, not ours...) and most of all reassure us, when we need it, that we are decent dads. 

 

Thank you for pretending to care when we talk to you about how far we have progressed on the latest level of our PS4 games, thank you for the meals you cook for us and for keeping our homes clean and tidy. 

 

Mams, mummies, mothers and grannies, I hope you enjoyed your day yesterday.

 

I can’t send you all cards (because you're not my mother) but the Jam-eater herself has given you all a thumbs up! 

 

Eddie AKA Daddy is father to three-year-old Florence, and in his blog, AKA Daddy, he shares the funny times, the good times and the bad times of parenting - including poo, because that's all parents talk about, right?!  Don't forget to check him out on Facebook!