This Sunday, in the UK, it is Mothering Sunday. Yes, I know, most people now call it Mothers Day, but in my family we called it Mothering Sunday; it was always a day we went to church with mum, the fourth Sunday of Lent. As a child, at our church we would be given a packet of seeds to give to our mothers and any other women in the congregation. When my children were small, our church gave all the women in the congregation little sprays of flowers.
As well as a celebration of our mothers, their love and appreciation of all they do for us, it can also be quite a difficult time for many of us. I lost my mum nearly 35 years ago and although I am lucky enough to have children of my own, my mum was not there to share this with me.
There are also instances where your mother is still here but perhaps cannot recall you; she may have Dementia or Alzheimer’s, both such difficult illnesses to live with, care for and understand. Often roles are reversed and you can feel as if you are now the parent and carer.
It doesn’t matter whether you lost your mum when you were a child, or a young adult like me or older, no one can ever replace her or that relationship – even when it can be quite rocky at times!
Because of the work I do, I have the pleasure of being part of the pregnancy journey for many women becoming mothers for the first time (or second, or third) with all the joy, excitement and love that it brings. But, I also work with many women who really want to become mothers and, despite everything, that miracle has not happened for them yet. There are some who have had miscarriages or lost children, so will not hear that child calling for their mum. Whilst they can be happy for friends and family who have children, it can be a difficult time when people are celebrating motherhood, something that can seem out of their reach or has been lost.
So, whether you are lucky enough to still have your mum in your life or are a mother yourself, please spare a thought for those who would love to become a mother or who have lost them.