My ‘Other’ Mothers #MothersDay

Other Mothers


Yes, really!

My mum, my biological mother, will always be my idol. A woman I respect to the utmost, someone I aspire to be like, but over the years there have been others that have given  me the love of a mother for various reasons, and I want to celebrate them also.



The first ‘other’ mother I have to mention is, of course my Mother-In-Law (MIL).  Now, contrary to popular belief, my MIL and I have an amazing relationship.  I am so lucky to have her as my MIL.  She is a lovely lady, and has been a huge support to us, and me, as a woman, first and foremost.  She knows what its like to leave your home, and all you know, to live in another totally alien family.  I am 3 hours away from mine, she is a 10 hour plane ride away from hers!  She has taught me the ropes of being a daughter-in-law in my new family, helped me hugely with my journey to become  mum, and when I finally was one!  She looks after the kids for us, still cooks us meals, and nothing is too much for her… but the biggest thing, she gave me the love of a mum, when my own was far away. She treated me like the daughter she never had, and for that I will always be grateful. Love you MIL mum! ❤

other 2


The second ‘other’ mother who is so important in my life is one of my aunts. I have to say here that all of my aunts are pretty special to me, they have all loved me, and treated me like a daughter, but this one I hold a special candle for… She has been in my life for many years, married my uncle.  They were unfortunately not blessed with a child of their own, despite many attempts to become parents.  Still, she had a smile on her face all the time, and through many important periods of my life she has been there, supportive, as a mother would be, and I have always wanted to give her the love and respect a mum deserves, as she would have made such an amazing mother. In fact, even though she couldn’t biologically do it, she has been ‘mum’ to many, helping her own other nieces and nephews to settle down in new countries, and new lives, and their children call her grandma, as they would to a ‘real’ grandma.  She is not well nowadays, fighting diabetes and epilepsy, and constantly giving us a scare, but she does it all with this most precious smile.  Last year she was ill, in hospital, and it was touch and go.  In fact my parents rushed overseas to be by her bedside, and I was on standby to go, if things took a turn for the worse… but she slowly turned a corner, and fought, and Pops would send me pictures of her in hospital, wearing the God – awful gowns, and hats, but with the biggest smile ever!   I love that smile, what I wouldn’t do to see it regularly.  Love you Mamiji mum! ❤



The third ‘other’ mother I have is not someone in my family, or even from our community or religion. She is my ‘Ammi’, my best friend’s mum.  The day we became best buds, our families became extensions of each others.  My mum is called ‘mum’ by her, and her mum ‘ammi’ by me out of respect, and love.  See, a Sikh and Muslim family can have such a bond.  Ammi is such a wonderful person, funny, caring, loving.  I don’t get to see her often nowadays, but she is still someone, who, when she knows her daughter is seeing me, will make up my favourite dish of hers, and send it in a Tupperware pot, like any mum would do, and who would lament with me over the phone about my bezzie not getting married, and where she would find a suitable boy! (she did folks, and he is lovely!) s looks at my children as another set of grand children, and loves to see her ‘other’ son-in-law (Hubby Dearest), when he deems it right to pay a visit too! Love you Ammi mum! ❤

So you see, Mothers are not just those who give birth to you, but those that nurture you, and help you become the person you are. There are many such women out there who take the place of a ‘real’ mother for various reasons, be it as a step parent, a foster mum, an adoptive parent, or, like I have, those who you feel in your heart, deserve the love and respect a mother naturally should garner. My Mum will always be my mum, and she has taught me that my heart is big enough to have this type of love for many. She knows she is the most important lade in my life, but I believe she would be proud to know that I recognise these other women, the way I do above.

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

Another set of thoughts pre Mother's Day.

Anticipation… #ThrowbackThursday

Reposting this in honour of the little bundle who I was waiting for three years ago!
Happy 3rd Birthday to my gorgeous nephew!

… or in other words, waiting…


It’s a great thing, isn’t it?  You could be on the edge of your  seat, eagerly willing your team to win the game you’re watching on TV, counting the days until that special holiday, nerves jangling, watching your wedding day come nearer… and the countdown to that wondrous day that is oh so close now, Christmas!

Similarly, you may be dreading something, in anticipation of that God-awful dentist appointment… maybe results day is looming!  Or waiting for those unwanted visitors to come and go…

Either way, your adrenalin is up!

In precisely this way, I have been in anticipation of something oh so special!  Pacing rooms, trying to keep busy.. there’s only so much shopping/laundry/cleaning etc. that I could do, to keep my mind off it!  Phone attached to my hand permanently, checking my messages on the minute, sometimes even more!

Oh hurry up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

…and finally! The news we have been waiting for! My brother dearest and my gorgeous sister-in – law have delivered our Christmas present early! I am now a very proud aunt to my first proper nephew!!!!


They are not in the same country as we are so I will have another bout of waiting now, as to when we can see that gorgeous bundle of love, but now my brother dearest can show his skills, learned from our precious Pops, and become the brilliant father that I know he will be!

Looking forward to cuddles with my Finnjabi (Finnish yummy mummy, Punjabi doting daddy!) nephew ASAP!!!


Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 117 – Mums…


“A mother understands what a child does not say.” Proverb

Seeing as it’s Mother’s Day in many other parts of the world, including the US of A where Spidey hails from, we thought why not celebrate it again!

I think there aren’t enough days in the year to truly celebrate what a mother is to us all.

The proverb above couldn’t ring more true for me anyway.

No matter where I am, what I am doing or how old I am, my mum always knows.

Whether I am feeling high as a kite, but haven’t said anything, or so low that I feel the ground will just rise above me, she knows.

It’s that mother’s intuition.

And she wont go rushing in hammer and tongs, asking me “What’s up? Why? Who? What? When?”

She just has that knack of saying the right thing to either allow me to open up, or to soothe my feelings.

She knows there are things I can’t tell her sometimes, or that I won’t, yet she still won’t push for information.

No interrogation.

Just that silent support.

She’s there for me. She always is.

And just as she can read my silence, I can feel her silent support.

Thank you Mum! ❤

Happy Mother’s Day!

Enjoy your Sunday Peeps! If you’re a mum, I hope you get appreciated for all you do! If your mum is still with you , make sure you show her how much she is loved. If your mum is being your silent support from above, look up, and thank her for still caring, even though she isn’t here.

For mums everywhere 🙂

And so finally Mothers Day is here!

Happy Mothering Sunday to all you beautiful mums out there, mums to be, new mums, old mums, just like mums…

Spoil your mums rotten, they deserve it, after all, they made you!!!

My Lil Princess informed me she’s taking me to get my nails done… With her money, God love her!!

Lil Man has been working on something… I’ll find out soon I guess…

Hubby Dearest is practicing making me breakfast… He’s hungry now at midnight!!!!


And remember, she's special every day, not just that one day…

Have a good one!!

But I Smile Anyway...

My two, erm, Angels!


Let me introduce my son, 9 year old, Lil Man, and Brat, no sorry, Lil Princess, my 6-going-16 year old daughter.

It took a little while to become parents, due to some health issues, but once we got there, its been a crazy ride, from smooth sailing, to rocky road rollercoasters, but hey, I guess that’s just called parenthood!  Lil Man is a dude in so many ways, a child with a great sense of humour, and he rocks when playing the Dhol drum!  Ok, so academically, he’s not the strongest, but he’s got a great imagination!  He loves his sport, football, basketball, badminton, tennis, and excels at it,even though he is small of stature!  An emotional young man, he loves his family (except his sister, but at this age, I guess this sibling love is hard to come by!), feels change strongly, and has the temper of Vesuvius! I mean, the other day he stormed into my classroom at the end of the day and sneered at me ” I HATE your sandwiches!!!” Erm, ok…. “You put TOMATO in them!” Uh oh! The cardinal sin where he’s concerned! In a hurry to make packed lunches, I had inadvertently put tomatoes in his sandwiched, whoops!!

Lil Princess, well, she’s another story!  I love her to bits, a true character, she’s always singing and dancing… yes, a Drama Queen!  She thinks she is so much older than her tender years, and is constantly advising her friends, telling them what to do! But she is kind caring and considerate, always polite, the first one to volunteer to buddy up with a new child in school to help them settle in, perfect… Though it seems that that child only exists at school! Once were home, a whole other child appears!!!! One that regresses to 3 when she wants something, winding daddy and grandparents round her little finger, tears and tantrums when it doesn’t work, then an attitude of a 16year old when you try to reason with her!

Saying that, I wouldn’t change them for anything! As frustrating as they can be, they are a funny pair’ making us laugh all the time!

Take Lil Man the other day, when I became an Aunty… He saw some pictures showing my Brother Dearest having skin to skin time with Junior, on a hospital bed, swaddled in sheets, the pair of them. He sat pondering for a while, looking confused, then asked me “mummy, did Mamu (uncle) have the baby?” And why wouldn’t you think that?! After all, he’s the one in the pic, with the newborn!

And Lil Princess, well yesterday. She decided to educate us. She’s been learning about the human body at school. “Mummy I know a life cycle! First you eat something, then it goes to your throat, then your stomach. After your stomach it goes to your belly button, then it poops out of your bottom!” And proceeded to illustrate it with a flow cycle chart! Again child logic, it’s fantastic eh!

So there you have it my two crazy children, and I’m sure there will be more anecdotes over time!

Previous Older Entries

My interactive peeps!

%d bloggers like this: