It’s very rare in Burma to sit down in a café with a baby on your lap, and not have it whisked away within seconds by a cooing waitress. You often don’t even have time to open the menu, before your child is happily munching on bread in the kitchen under the careful watch of a band of temporary mothers.
The Burmese go completely weak at the knees for a baby. Men, women and children, but particularly the women. And they are completely brilliant with them – so calm, instinctive, joyful. They teach a thousand lessons on parenting with their kind eyes and confident hands.
So this Mother’s Day, we are celebrating the Mothers of Burma. The ones who help you mother your children. The ones who mother you, so you can be a better mother. The ones who make you feel calm and safe when you are 5500 miles away from your own mother.
