Mum

By on March 28, 2014

Mum. That’s what I call her now. It feels like only yesterday that I was the little 7-year-old calling her Mammy. Being protected by her.  But here I am 30 odd years later a mum myself with my own 7-year-old calling me Mammy.

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Since becoming a mother I appreciate everything my mother did for me growing up. She still does so much although I know it’s harder for her now.

We almost lost her in July 2011. An aneurysm ruptured in her brain. A GP sent her home with some painkillers and she soldiered on not feeling great. She even minded my kids during those few days while I worked. Still not feeling well she visited the Doctor on call who sent her home with antibiotics. 48 hours later she was in an ambulance en route to Beaumont hospital with bleeding on her brain.

They operated to fix the aneurysm but during the procedure she suffered a secondary stroke. A risk of the operation but one that had to be taken. She lost all feeling on her right side and her speech.

When the doctors came to tell us we could see the bad news written on his face. I thought she was dead. Another risk of the procedure. She was being moved to Intensive Care and it was a wait and see whether or not she would pull through.

We are lucky that she did pull through. It was a rough time for us all (not least her!). I was 6 months pregnant when it happened. I thought she wouldn’t get to see her new grandchild. She did.  They adore each other.

She worked hard at her speech therapy, physiotherapy and occupational therapy and is doing really well. I know she has days she feels bad. She gets tired. But I am so very grateful to be able to celebrate another Mother’s Day with her in my life. I cannot imagine her not here.

Tomorrow, Mother’s Day 2014, I will get to visit her. I give her the honorary card and little gift. I will tell her I love her and that she is the best mother anyone could ever wish for.

As a mum myself I hopefully will be able to put my feet up and be pampered.  Even a little bit! My husband has a hurling match so I am on duty for the afternoon.  But as I enjoy this Mother’s Day I will also be thinking of those people who are feeling sad because they don’t have their mum for Mother’s Day. I will be thinking of them because I know that I was almost one of them.

One of the first full sentences my mum said when regaining her speech was “I am so happy to be alive”.

Mum, I love you and we are so happy you are alive too. xx

7 Comments

  1. Jazzygal

    March 30, 2014 at 10:15 pm

    What a very scary time for you all. Makes us appreciate our Mams all the more. My own Mam is living on borrowed time so I totally get the sentiments of you post. Hope you had a lovely Mother’s Day 🙂 xx

    • Lucy - Learner Mama

      March 30, 2014 at 10:19 pm

      Thanks Jazzygal. Glad that time is behind us and we can appreciate the bonus time and enjoy a special Mothers Day. Best wishes to your mum. Time with our mums is precious- we just try and appreciate the number of days we are given.

  2. office mum

    March 30, 2014 at 10:19 pm

    What a lovely post Lucy – it’s so thoughtful of you to think of people who don’t have their mums with them today (I’m one of them). My Facebook timeline is full of lovely smiling photos of people with their mothers, and I can’t help feeling sad. So your post jumped out at me when I saw it, just before going to bed xxx
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    • Lucy - Learner Mama

      March 30, 2014 at 10:23 pm

      Ah Officemum. I am so glad you enjoyed it. I am very aware of my luck at having my mum here. We got a second chance to appreciate her. I am sorry your mum is not here but I am certain her mothering skills were left behind and are living on in you. She would be so proud. (( hugs ))

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