Mother's Day Memories

Mother's Day Memories


By: Kellie Rigney

My earliest memories of celebrating Mother’s Day are of Mother’s Day Stalls at primary school run by the P&F. My mum and her friends would gather at our house and prepare items for children to purchase in the school hall for their mums on the Friday before Mother’s Day. Swans made of soap wrapped in tulle with necks made with pipe cleaners, lavender and spice ropes, crocheted tea cosies and toilet paper covers and all manner of baked goods. For months our house was strewn with boxes filled with dried flowers, glue guns and what not ready to make Mother’s Day gifts.

On the Friday before Mother’s Day, all the children would eagerly line up clutching their money given to them by their dads and select something special for their mum. My siblings and I would hide our chosen gifts in our rooms and bound into Mum’s bed on the Sunday morning with our gifts. Mum would smile when we often produced things she had actually made, but to us they were the very best things on offer.

Mother’s Day for me has always been a chance to spoil the person who has always done the spoiling in our family. There is always flowers and a special lunch somewhere nice. It’s a family day we all look forward to.

I always try and work in stores on the Saturday before Mother’s Day. The stores are abuzz with dads and kids on the hunt for something lovely for mum. We try and make the experience for the children a special one by spending time with each little one chatting to them about the type of person their mum is, her favourite colour, her interests and her personal style.  It’s a chance to help them think about their mum as a person to be appreciated.

We like to think our gifts are a little more elegant than handcrafted swans and crocheted lipstick covers of Mother’s Day stalls of the 70s , but there is no doubting that we have put a lot of thought into curating a very beautiful collection we think mums will really love and that children will really love to give.

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