To All the Mothers and Soon-To-Be Mothers

Well, as Heather's big day fast approaches, I'm reminded of all the mothers I know and just how amazing they all are in their own ways. First (of course), there's my own mum, who has consistently and constantly put her children first in her life, despite our occassional lapse in gratitude she's made countless sacrifices on our behalf. Secondly, there's the incredible Kelly who has created her very own family unit (from scratch!) and now proceeds to dazzle Adelaide Uni with her business accumen (dammit, 2 c's or not?). Thirdly there's the very recent addition to the brigade Erica, who has managed to produce the cutest little bundle of offspring I've seen for a while. Good luck Heath and Erica, enjoy the ride! Then there's Jo, wow, can't be long now huh? You must be ready to burst. I wish you all the best. Speaking of bursting, we come to the last, but not least, subject of my Ode: Heather. Heather, you're going to be a fabulous mother and my only regret is that I won't be there to see the little Dather for his first months (it's so cute when they can't hold up their own head). I think about you and the impending birth all the time (well, not the goopy bits, that's just gross). I know you'll keep that Dather in line, just like you've kept us all in line over the years. I miss you and I wish you the very very best for the upcoming weeks, which I'm sure will be memorable to say the least. Respect to da muddas!