This year Mother’s Day fell particularly early in March, and it happened to coincide (more or less) with my Stepdad’s 70th birthday. He doesn’t really like to make too much fuss over things like birthdays, so I invited my Mum and him plus my husband’s parents (my mother-in-law had celebrated her 60th birthday just a few days beforehand as well) over to our house for a low-key double birthday-and-mother’s-day celebration.
Of course, I couldn’t let the day slide by completely unnoticed, and it wouldn’t be a proper birthday if there wasn’t cake involved, so I enlisted the assistance of the husband (who is a MUCH more skilled baker than I) to whip up an old favourite: carrot, orange and sultana cake.
While that was baking, the girls presented my ceremoniously with the Mother’s Day cards they’d made me at school, along with the one they’d picked out with their Dad (who also gave me one, with such lovely words in I actually welled up a bit).
I also got given an absolutely gorgeous bouquet of beautiful flowers (delivered by Interflora), which lasted for well over a week and made me smile every time I saw them on the kitchen windowsill.
The finished cake. Ta dah! (Clever husband)
I’d bought my Mum a lovely orchid, and she handed me some stunning double daffodils from Marks and Spencer as she walked through the front door.
The majority of the afternoon was spent eating, drinking tea, talking, laughing, reminiscing, catching up, taking photos, playing with the giant 70th birthday helium balloon (out of shot) and celebrating. I didn’t manage to snap a photo of the spread of food (FYI Pizza Express pizzas from Tesco plus a couple of homemade salads – roasted Mediterranean vegetable and pesto pasta salad and a leafy green rocket, spinach and watercress salad. Oh, and the obligatory crisps and crudites with dips and coleslaw, cheese and ham, cocktail sausages and sausage rolls (you don’t really think that my girls eat all that healthy food do you?!)
By mid-afternoon it was time for a slice of birthday cake, so we lit the sparkler candles and sang happy birthday.
We had such a wonderful day. The girls loved having both sets of grandparents round, and because we didn’t have to go out and be anywhere at a particular time there was absolutely no pressure whatsoever (and they were free to run around or take some quiet time for themselves whenever they wanted).
I feel very lucky to be surrounded by such supportive family and I wouldn’t change them for the world.