Here’s to you, the puppeteers’ of Christmas.
The makers of the magic.
Without you, there would be no tinsel-tastic hollabaloo.
Cheers to the Mumas who come up with a new trick for that creepy little elf each evening.
And cheers to those that have chosen not too.
Cheers to the Mumas who are busy needle and threading nativity costumes.
And cheers to those Mumas who Amazon Primed theirs.
Here’s to the Mumas who boss the sparkle all on their own.
And here’s to the Mumas who navigate the web of family celebrations.
To the Mumas that no longer have their own Muma here, to help and to encourage.
To the Mumas that light a candle for their sleeping babies.
Here’s to the Mumas that are frantically trying to make ends meet,
and to those Mumas who have plenty, but worry about spoilt brat syndrome.
Cheers to those Mumas that proudly plaster Jimmy & Jane’s every December waking hour over facebook,
and to those who don’t.
A bottle of Bolly to the Mumas who trudge the freezing high street, in search of the perfect gifts.
Hats off to those that are trawling websites, waiting in for parcels and single handedly keeping Paypal afloat.
Bravo those Muma’s who credit Santa and his Elves for everything. Just to keep the magic alive.
And to those Mumas who’s teens no longer believe, enjoy the ‘thank yous’.
Here’s to the Mumas that decorate their Christmas tree daily, thanks to a Bauble-loving Toddlermonster,
and here’s to the Mumas that have sacrificed a catalogue tree in favour of displaying homemade one-of-a-kind loo roll angels and pipe cleaner snowmen.
Here’s to my Muma that still displays that loo roll angel 30 years later…
Cheers to you, the unsung Christmas heroes; Battling to win a Tesco delivery slot, attend the carol concerts, plays and recitals, with a highly flammable hot flush inducing Primark Christmas Jumper which has become your reluctant December uniform.
All the while, you keep that smile, and remember to savour those bright believing eyes, before the magic dies.
Here’s to our forever babies, and the copious Prosecco deals, which somehow make this manic month entirely worthwhile.