Patron Saint of the Wash Basket

She sees you, she sees the work you do, the real nitty gritty sweaty labour of looking after small children. She sees the mound of washing that never gets any smaller, she see's your glances at the clock waiting for your partner to get home, or counting the minutes until bedtime. She sees the love that surrounds your babies pouring out of your tired heart and soul, even when it feels like you have nothing left to give. She gives you a hug, makes you a cup of tea and tells you: "You're doing such a f*cking amazing job".