So with it being a Bank Holiday in Ireland today I spent it like I do most
BH days. At my parents house having dinner.
Today's dinner was in my Mums (the family home) My daughter joined us along with my dads mother. My dad
unfortunately was down in Mayo where he is moving to shortly.
Sofya is paid to hoover the house before its time for dinner and I'm making my homemade
Yorkshire puddings. My mum made the rest of the dinner. The house was clean the food cooked and I'm about to start on the puds. I've a
recipe that I've used to get amazing fluffy and light puds, but my mum figures I'm using too many eggs and that they need to sit in the fridge... Totally
against my better judgement I give it ago, why you may ask...
Well my mum can cook! Both my parents make amazingly good food! She's been cooking longer than me and knows a thing or three about the kitchen. Boy did I wish I
didn't listen...
They turned out like little cakes
solid all the way through,
EPP!! But they did taste nice.
The starter was Leek and
Potatoes soup, but since my mum forgot to buy
Leeks and or Onions she used carrots and celery instead. It was still really great soup. Dinner was Roast Beef, Spuds carrots and peas with
Little roasted spuds on the side and gravy. The Gravy was made by
Sofya and it was
Delicious! At this point in
Sofyas life shes a bit of a gravy
conisure.
The meal went down a treat and then desert and coffee for afters Yum! Desert was simple Ice cream and
berries with whipped cream on top.
So at the table we had four generations, my Nana Mary
Smallwood is 85 and suffering from Cancer. She was given 6 months to live just before her 84
th Birthday and her 86
th is on the 9
th of September. I
dont think I've ever met a stronger lady. I have decided to sit her down and find out about her whole life story from the bits I've heard over the years I know its a good story! Then we have my Mother
Aleena Smallwood (nee
Dorrian) my mum has also been
battling with her health in recent years, she suffers from a condition known as
Myelopathy. She's had an
operations to
prevent any further
damage to her spinal cord but there was already
significant damage done. Then there was me, Nadia daughter of
Aleena 28 and a student and a mother to
Sofya who is 11 and beautiful and funny!
The conversation seemed to rotate around the stray kitten that has taken up residence in my mothers back garden and how I now want to adopt said kitten!! It branched out to other pets we'd had over the years. What I found the most amusing was the way I was at one point having three totally different conversations at the same time. I was talking to
sofya about our old Kittens Bobby and Lily, while then explaining to my mother which Bobby we were talking about (
sofya recently got a puppy in her dads house and has called that puppy Bobby also) and in doing that I was also agreeing to my grandmothers point that she believed in animals being outside not indoors.
It struck me that most conversations I have with any of my family members begins with everyone talking about one issue together and then branching off into
their individual conversations with me. I sit listen and explain and agree/
disagree or simply just nod. I'm not sure if every family is like this, I know mine
isn't unique but it just got my attention.
It was nice though the
conversation was light,
Sofya was well behaved, my mum was on great form and my nan was my nan... no changing that lady...
Though as I sit here in my quite home at 10pm away from my family home, my nan and mum I'm saddened to think that it could be our last. That at some point in my Life my Nana Mary wont be here. That My Dad
will live somewhere other than down the road. That at
some point I'll be looking after my mother because she wont be able to any more.
I've already lost my sister to
England, though we fought like cats and dogs I still Love and miss her. I feel
weighed down with
responsibility at times too which is a little mean but true.
I hate when my brain goes from really happy and enjoyed to sad and weepy!!!
