My love of fabrics seems to have come directly from my mother. She found it impossible to resist beautiful fabric and her favourite haunt was the remnant box at Liberty where she would buy odd amounts of fabric with the idea of making something beautiful out of them. In my childhood memories of her, she is always wearing one of many long skirts that she made herself. Her eye for putting colours and fabrics together, I’m sure, sparked a creative streak in me and I was encouraged to experiment with the sewing machine. To this day I don’t know how she got through my tantrums of frustration with that machine!
There’s no getting round it; being a mother is hard work with long hours but there are few who would dispute that it’s the most rewarding job in the world. All those years of sleep-deprived nights with crying children. First, getting to grips with feeding and much later, getting to grips with heartbreak and through it all, one’s own heart-exploding, unconditional love for them. It was only by having my own children that I was really able to appreciate everything that our mother did for us.
It’s not always pleasurable or easy but even on days when I’m at my wits’ end, I am refreshed and surprised by the view of the world my sons offer me. Watching their interests and personalities grow has encouraged me to grow as a person too. Both have an interest in the business I created and I hope I show them how rewarding it can be to take a leap of faith, despite the risk and hard work that goes alongside this.
Every child needs someone in their lives who champions them unconditionally and is there to love and support them. We know it can be a father or a non biological mother, so whoever gave you unconditional love, tell them, if you can, how important they are this Mothering Sunday.
Enjoy your day and those around you