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Dear Mum – A Mother’s Day tribute 💐

Dear Mum,
Happy Mother’s Day! I just want to use this day as an opportunity to tell you how thankful I am that you’re my mum.


Thank you for taking care of yourself to the best of your ability for 9 months to ensure I was a healthy baby. You sacrificed comfortable night sleeps, alcohol, said goodbye to belts and also your toes as I grew bigger inside of you, stretching your skin in the process. Let me tell you now that you are strong! I am so thankful but ever so sorry about putting you through 36 hours of labour so you could welcome me into the world – I was clearly comfortable in the womb! You endured sleep deprivation just to make sure I was full up on milk, comfortable, clean and well looked after.


You disciplined me, even when you found my mischievous ways funny, but also stuck up for me when you didn’t agree with certain teachers at school – parents evening used to be quite funny actually. You were the cool mum! & you still are.


You gave me the best advice, and although sometimes it seemed like you were moaning or on my back, I grew up to realise that you were telling me the truth and had my best interest in heart. Older and wiser as you would say. I will always appreciate the love and advice you give me.


Thank you mum, for putting me into dancing when I asked at only 4 years old. This allowed me to come out of my shell and gain some confidence from that shy little girl I was. You put so much time and money into my hobby, driving me around the country to compete, making sure I had beautiful dance costumes but never once where you a pushy parent. You showed me you were proud of me regardless of how I did in my lessons or competitions. You were the type of mum to laugh if I messed up, instead of telling me off like a lot of dance mums do.


Not only was I a dancer, I took swimming lessons, went to brownies, played football and did lessons in playing the recorder. This must have taken up all your time! But you never minded, because I was happy. Thank you.


You put up with my hormones as I turned into a young woman, knowing exactly what to do and say to make me feel better.


I’m sorry for getting absolutely paralytic smashed out of my mind when I was just 13 and ending up in hospital. I’ve never drunk vodka like that again and I am so happy we can laugh about that now, (I know it wasn’t the slightest bit funny at the time). But regardless of my antics, you still stayed with me all night to make sure I was okay, until I woke up with THE MOST banging headache. I know there’s been times when you’ve had to come and pick me from a couple of clubs due to my profession in failing at drinking games. I’m sure when I have my own kids, karma will come and bite me in the arse and I’ll be the one picking them up in drunken states… we’ll see! Or maybe they’ll ask their nanny? Hahahaha.


Believing in me and constantly praising me is something that you’re best at. Having a daughter that has low self esteem and thinks of herself as a failure at times must be hard for you to see, and I know sometimes it might not seem like it, but your words of love and wisdom do lift me up. You tell me I’m beautiful even though I don’t believe it myself and always make me feel important. I know you put your children first over anything and anyone and for that I respect you. There’s a reason I always ‘need my Mum’. No one calms me down like you do.


You are ALWAYS at the other end of the phone, no matter what time. I lost count of the amount of times I’d call you in the early hours when I was living in Ibiza and you would speak to me for however long I needed you, even if you had to be up early the next day.

You’re such a fun mum. In fact, you’re more like my best friend. Some people are shocked with some of the things I openly tell you, but if I can’t tell you, then who can I tell. You always said I could tell you anything, and that always stuck. The reason I always tell you everything? Because you never judge me. I can easily express my feelings and share my concerns with you. You give me honest advice but you’re always understanding.

You’re one stylish mama which is brilliant because we get to share a wardrobe. Not liking anything in my wardrobe? No worries, I’ll go take a look at ‘Jo’s boutique’ and see what she has to offer. Some days I’m dressed in your clothes and your dressed in my clothes. No wonder people say we’re so alike.


Thank you for putting up with me through my down days, where I’m too anxious to see anything positive. You’ve guided me through panic attacks, wiped all my tears and been my shoulder to cry on at some of the most challenging times in life.
I know life has been tough on us for quite some time now. But believe me when I say this mum – you are so incredibly strong. You inspire me to be a stronger person and try my best throughout the hard times. I am always here for you, too and I’ll forever be appreciative of the amazing bond we have.
There are so many things to be thankful for. If I am half the mother you are, then I am succeeding in life. I hope that one day I can take your mothering skills and be as amazing as you are with my own future children.


Happy Mother’s Day Mum.

I love you higher than a rocket goes up, forever and always.
Your number 1 baby,

Shannon xxxxxxxx

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I’m really not your average girl. I’m pretty random, pretty spontaneous. I’m fascinated with the universe, the planets, spiritualism, meditation, the law of attraction. I will always remember that one massive book in my nans ‘library’ room that was all about planets. I’d lose myself in it for hours! It’s mind-blowing how we are just one planet in a massive universe – but I’ll probably end up writing a separate blog post about this matter because I could go on and on.

I love makeup but I love football more. I look like a girly girl but I’m a tomboy at heart. From a young age I’ve been brought up around football. Credit to my dad for that one who even took me to my first football match aged 8 months old at my home team, Portsmouth’s Fratton Park. I was surrounded by it constantly and just grew to love it and the way football is played. I’ve spent many of my days at Fratton park or stood on the side of a football pitch watching my little brother and dads football team play.

Id consider myself creative – sometimes my overactive mind drives me crazy with little ideas. I have to write now to get a lot of it out. I’ll happily sit there for hours colouring fine detail pictures or just sketching. It’s really therapeutic if I’m honest.

Sometimes I just want to become a hippy and not be apart of the outside world or be tied in with the government. Not saying I’m one for politics and I don’t really know enough about it to have much of a say on it but when I put things into perspective with the government and a lot of their rules, laws and “systems” it does really piss me off! I just want everyone to be chilled and loving lol but it’s an unrealistic want when I struggle to even get a smile back from the general public when I’m out. I know it’s easier said than done, especially when people are dealing with shit in their lives, but I think if everyone was a little more upbeat and open and commutated with each other, the world would be a much better place.

I love music. All different kinds of music really, dependant on my mood.. like most people really. My favourite has to be reggae, techno, dnb & hip-hop. I grew up dancing to techno and hip hop music as I competed in freestyle disco and street dance. I think that’s one reason I love a rave so much. And as for reggae, I listened to that whilst in the womb. Bob Marley, like many, is my all-time favourite. I could sit and watch videos about him all day, especially interviews – I love his voice.

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  1. Oh wow 😚 Thank you so much … such lovely kind words ..I’m so very proud to be your mummy …. I love you and I will always do my very best for you and Shane … you are both my everything ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ xxxxxx

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