The Origins of Mother's Day
Mothering Sunday is celebrated by Christians in some parts of Europe, falling on the fourth Sunday in Lent, three weeks before Easter Sunday.
In the 16th century, on that particular day people went "a-mothering" and returned to their "mother" church - which might have been their local parish church, the church where they were baptised, or the main church or cathedral in the area - for a special service. Domestic servants were given the day off and often met up with their families to visit church, so the day also became a celebration of family, and mothers in particular. People collected flowers along the way to give to the church and their mothers - evolving into the traditions of Mother's Day now. Lenten vows were relaxed on the day and sometimes special treats were eaten as well such as Simnel cake (also traditional at Easter) and "Mothering Buns", which were sweet buns covered in pink or white icing and possibly "hundreds and thousands". Because of this, Mothering Sunday was also sometimes known as Refreshment Sunday, Simnel Sunday and even Pudding Pie Sunday!
By the early 20th century, Mothering Sunday was less widely observed. In America, however, Anna Jarvis had campaigned for a day to honour mothers and in 1914 President Woodrow Wilson announced an annual Mother's Day on the second Sunday in May. Seeing newspaper reports of this new "Mother's Day", Constance Smith began a campaign for a similar celebration of mothers in this country in the form of a revival of Mothering Sunday. During the Second World War, when American and Canadian soldiers were stationed in the UK and brought the US traditions over, the idea grew in popularity and by the 1950s "Mother's Day" was a commerical holiday in the UK as well.
"Every mouse and bumblebee
Every bird up in a tree,
Every caterpillar and ladybug,
Loves to feel his mother's hug.
Every bear so fat and funny
Loves his mother more than honey.
Just as woodland creatures do
I love my mother - oh yes I do!"
A Recipe for a Very Dear Mother:
Take a cup of thoughtfulness
And add a lot of love,
Blend with smiles as warming
As the sunshine from above,
Add a cheerful spirit
And, of course, a heart that sings
And also the ability
To laugh at little things,
Stir in lots of tenderness
And understanding, too
And there you have the recipe
For mothers dear as you.
"A Mother is like a flower
On a sunny summer day.
You'd pick her in a minute
If you could have your way.
A Mother is like the sunshine;
She warms your heart each day
And makes you feel like smiling.
It's just her special way."
"I had a mother who read me the things
That wholesome life to the boy's heart brings -
Stories that stir with an upward touch,
Oh that each mother of boys were such!
You may have tangible wealth untold;
Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.
Richer than I you can never be -
I had a mother who read to me."