Thoughts on a Mothers Day weekend

// Still can't believe I am a mother of two.

// I stole some time for a quickie manicure and barely five minutes into freedom, my life suddenly felt so quiet - and empty.

// Today was also the first time I got picked up by a guy. On a bus. By a teenage boy. I don't know who was more embarrassed - him or me - but thank you for the compliment. What a polite young chap, he shook my hand and wished me "Happy Mothers Day" before scuttling off.