Mother’s Day, 2008. I’d already been warned not to get out of bed, and sure enough, breakfast arrived on a tray, with a chrysanthemum, a glass of juice and a cup of tea. French toast and bacon…mmm, yum. Then it was time for the presents. A bottle of bubble bath, a bottle of body lotion, facial mask, a box of chocolates, a cute little book of motherly quotes, a journal and a special pen that lights up. Last, but not least, the home-made present: vouchers for various special treats.
Voucher 1: breakfast in bed.
Voucher 2: a relaxing bubble bath.
Voucher 3: a facial.
Voucher 4: a hair wash and head massage.
Voucher 5: a back massage.
Voucher 6: a foot massage.
Voucher 7: a manicure.
Voucher 8: a free hug and kiss with the redemption of each voucher.
The morning was spent in total indulgence. Mollie filled the bathroom with candles and incense. She ran the bath, poured in the bubbles, topped it all off with rose-scented bath confetti. She applied the facial mask, washed my hair, gave my head a massage (mmm, heaven). When I was finished in the bath, she gave me a lovely back rub, followed by a foot rub and a manicure. Then she picked out my clothes and did my hair (???), smothering me in hugs and kisses at every stage.
Was I spoilt rotten? Yes. Did I deserve every second of it? You better believe it! I have never felt so relaxed, or so totally adored and valued. I highly recommend it to everyone!
Thanks Mollie, you’re a treasure. You really made me feel special today. I love you.
Wishing all the mothers out there a day filled with love and devotion.
PS: even Daz jumped on board: I believe he ‘helped’ with the shopping and cooking. He also provided me with an extra box of chocolates. We all know one is never enough! Thanks, Daz. Love you.