Mother’s Day

One day, I hope to have something that looks like me tell me “Happy Mother’s Day.”

Until that day arrives, I’m gonna call me mum, tell her how much I love her, listen to her get upset about something I did years ago, and thank her for putting up with my shenanigans and not leaving me in a basket under a bridge.


I spoke too soon. Colin called me today wishing me a happy Mother’s Day. That kinda gave me anxiety. Shit, I think that should give EVERYONE anxiety. Alex took it in stride though; I guess he’s cool with being an uncle.

He said, and I quote, “She would make a good mom; a good, sarcastic, rude, but endearing mom.”

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