Mother’s Day Picnic in New Farm Park
Yesterday I had a bit of a moment. I was sitting in my parents’ dining room, eating lunch with my mum, and I thought about just how much I love her and how much she means to me. And not just because I was thinking about Mother’s Day!
I probably should have said something to her. In fact, I know I should have. But we were both reading together, enjoying the quiet, and I let the moment pass.
I’m lucky enough to have two wonderful women to celebrate with on Mother’s Day. Ryan’s mother, Cheryl, has been there for me without fail almost from the moment I started my relationship with him, and has always made me feel like one of the family.
Both of these mothers have been fabulous role models for me during some pretty important stages of my life, and have loved me through thick and thin (and I haven’t always been the easiest person to love – hard to believe, I know!). So planning a day to celebrate the two of them was a small ask.
We ventured to the beautiful New Farm Park in Brisbane to have a picnic, both families together for a long overdue catch up. Despite a serious lack of parking, we were lucky enough to grab a shady place in the massive grounds, with a beautiful view of the bandstand, the roses, and the river. The only thing missing was the newest mummy in the family, Ryan’s sister Cassie, her husband Tom, and their beautiful baby Gus.
I’m glad that today, on Mother’s day, I got to show them just a little bit of how much I appreciate all they do for me and how much I value having them in my life. I’m so lucky that they get along so well, as it makes celebrating them together even better!
New Farm Park is a fabulous place to take the family, or meet up with some friends. There are plenty of gigantic leafy trees to provide plenty of shade, some beautiful gardens, and more than enough space to share. Dogs are welcome on the lead and we took full advantage, with all the families bringing along their four-legged members (but honestly, who could leave this face at home?).
I’d stayed up until 10.30 the night before doing some baking, and spent the morning rushing around, prepping and organising some treats. Poor Ryan was ordered to do the odd jobs I didn’t have time for (which he took beautifully in his stride) and helped me put together a feast for the families. It didn’t look the most gourmet, but I decided you couldn’t have a picnic without some traditional ‘picnic fare’ – cheese, corn chips, crudité, and of course, some sandwiches.
I have to admit, I tried to make the sandwiches a bit more exciting than your standards (though I do love a good vegemite sanga). Egg, mayo and crisp cos lettuce, and tomato, fresh mozzarella and a pesto spread helped turned the humble sandwich a little bit fancy.
I accompanied the sandwiches with a pumpkin, halloumi and spinach salad, and fennel, cauliflower and basil couscous, and of course, some bubbly. What I thought would be enough food to feed an army was wolfed down in a matter of minutes. My spread was a success!
The dads ventured across the park to get some coffees, and the afternoon was set with my first ever attempt at a carrot cake – not too bad, if I do say so myself! The love heart on top got a bit squashed in the car, but I like to think it reflects me, you know? A bit rough around the edges, but full of love none the less!
If I could have given our mums the world, I would have. However they were happy enough to enjoy spending time with family (that’s just the type of women they are), and I had to settle with a couple of little gifts that I hoped would make their days a little bit brighter.
I would like to take the opportunity to say how much I love my mum and Cheryl. Without them, life would have been a lot less easy, a lot more scary, and a hell of a lot less fun. I know I don’t say this anywhere near often enough, but I love you. Thank you for being there for me, teaching me, and guiding me to become the woman I am. I wouldn’t be half the person I am today if it wasn’t for your presence in my life. I hope you enjoyed today, and hope it went a little bit towards showing how much Ryan and I appreciate you. Next year is Grace’s turn!