Aitina on hyva olla / It's good to be a mother

Ihana aitienpaiva takana. Sain nukkua pidempaan, aamiainen sangyssa (kaksi verttoajaa kylla kavi leipieni ja jugurttini kimpussa), ihania lahjoja ja mukava paiva perheen kesken. Karkasin mina viela ostamaan pitsia pikkuisen paivaunien aikaan. Takapihalla savustettua lohta ja kermaperunoita. Jalkkariksi jaateloa.
En vaihtaisi aitina olemista mihinkaan. Vaikka valilla potuttaa ja huudetaan puolin ja toisin kaikki unohtuu kun ne pienet kadet kiertyy kaulaan, suu moiskauttaa suukon, paa painuu olkapaalle tai lammin vartalo kapertyy kainaloon. Samoin tavoin niin kuin synnytksen kivut katoaa kun saat oman  lapsen syliin.
Kun neidit lahtivat nukkumaan tama mamma otti kaavapaperit, kynan ja sakset esiin. Piirtelin ja leikkasin kaavat ja leikkasin viela kankaankin. Kangas vaan perkules loppui vahan kesken...... BLAAAH! Eli en paase viela ompelemaan.

What a lovely Mother's Day I had. I had the luxury to sleep in, breakfast in bed (ok girls were taxing my bread and yoghurt quite heavily), wonderful gifts and a such a great day with the family. I did escape to buy some lace while the little one was napping. Then my husband smoked a salmon at the back yard and we had salmon, creamy potatoes for dinner topped with ice cream dessert.
I would not swap being a mother for anything. Even though sometimes it's not easy and we yell at each other everything is forgotten when those small arms wrap around your neck, mouth kisses your cheek, head lies on your shoulder or warm body curls next to you on the sofa. Just the same way the labour pains disappear when you get your child in your arms for the first time.
When the misses went to bed this mummy took pattern papers, pen and scissors out. I drew and cut the patterns as well as cut the fabric. Unfortunately I did not have quite enough of the fabric...... BLAAAH! So I cannot get to sewing yet.