10/05/2026
Woke up this morning realising itās Motherās Day.
With two little girls who donāt yet know what that means, and I absolutely donāt expect them to carry the responsibility of knowing. So instead, I hugged them tightly, told them it was Motherās Day, and thanked them for making me a mum.
When youāre a single mum with very little support, thereās often no one there to truly see or acknowledge how much you do. The mental load, the love, the exhaustion, the constant showing up.
Coming from a very traumatic childhood, I am so proud of myself for breaking the cycle of violence, silence, and abuse. For always being my daughtersā safe place. For guiding, not controlling. For allowing and encouraging them to be their authentic selves. For helping them see their magic and know their worth.
So today, Iām reminding myself that I am valued and important. That being a good mum doesnāt mean being perfect, itās about being real. Messing up sometimes and apologising for it. Itās okay to be perfectly imperfect.
Happy Motherās Day to all the mums out there, especially the mums who are healing from their own childhood, reparenting your inner child while raising children. I see you. You are valued, loved, and so deeply important. ā„ļøāØš¼
