When I wake up in the morning it will be mothers day. Over the years I've never really felt like a mother. I'm not the mummy type.
But I know that I am one.
I know because it's Saturday night and my 18 year old son was supposed to be home form work over an hour ago.
I know because of the worry I start to feel.
Of course he's just off with his friends not giving my worrying a thought.
I know because I rang him.
So all you mothers – have a good one.
Of course they don't look like this anymore but it's probably the only photo I have where they're all smiling and I wouldn't be a mother without them.
And a call out to my Mum – cool sunnies. Thats little me, probably thinking about the sun cancer I'm going to get later in life.