The day my mom died my world stopped. It was an "It could never happen to you" kind of moment. It felt like a bad dream that I was trying so desperately to wake from. She was only 52 years young and I was 13 weeks pregnant. She wanted to be a "Mumsy" to this baby more than anything. The "whys" and "hows" questions that can never be answered were enough to throw anyone over the edge. I designed this site to redirect all my creativity and energy into something that I could remember her by every day.

So every day I try to think of new things to sell, or create, or do. I enjoy it. It keeps me busy, along with my 2 year old son, and I never forget how it started. She inspires me every day to be a good mom, to be a good friend, to be a good person. I miss her every minute of every day, and when I want to talk to her I direct my attention to this website and all the new things I can design. The memory of my mom will never be forgotten.

Welcome to Mumsy's Memory!