Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Mother's Day Recap

I had a lovely Mother's Day.

Mother's Day is always a little bittersweet for me.  I miss my Mom.  I miss her so much.  Especially this past year.  I could have really used her.  Sometimes a girl just needs her Mom.


Such is life.  Not much to be done about that but deal with it.

The fact remains my children HAVE their Mom and they would like to honor that.

My day started by being woken up at 5:30 by Sweet Pea.  Even though she had instructions to go downstairs and watch TV and to NOT WAKE ANYONE if she got up first, somewhere between bed time and the crack of unearthly dawn she forgot those instructions.

She did not wish me Happy Mother's Day.

Ungrateful brat.  Doesn't she know I gave her life?

But waking up at 5:30 means Squishy DIDN'T wake me up at 2 for our feeding/pumping schedule.

This little girl

slept through the night for the first time.  A feat she repeated Sunday night, but has since decided is over rated (after all, she usually takes a hard anti-sleep stance) and she is back to getting up sometime between 2 and 3 am.

*le sigh*

When I went down stairs I discovered this by my pumping stuff

My crafty Pork Chop had made me duct tape flower pens.  I love them!  The most impressive part is she used her baby sitting money to buy the supplies to make my present.  I love that she didn't use her money to buy me something outright.  She used her money to buy supplies and she MADE me something.  She rocks.

The Greatest came home from his long night bearing presents

Roses, doughnuts, and dark chocolate hot chocolate with french vanilla creamer.  What more can a girl ask for.  He truly knows the way to my heart.  If not through yarn, you can access my love with doughnuts.

My day was rounded out with a penguin from Bird...

(She told me his arms are extra long for giving hugs)

And the obligatory hand print from Sweet Pea

Meaty may have given me a nod and said "Hi Mom."  Which is practically a declaration for his undying love and admiration for me as his role model of what womanhood should look like.  In boy language it's the same thing.

I managed to steal a few minutes to sit and knit

So overall not too bad a day.

1 comment:

Candyce said...

I have been thinking that--how much you must miss your mom. My mom passed away when I was 25 and I still miss her terribly. Especially with the birth of my children.

Recently I was talking with a widow who lost her husband (he was 77). She is worried her children will forget about him. Are you kidding? I told her I lost my mom 35 years ago and I think of her every day. They won't forget.

And neither did you!

Thinking of you!