It's my day. No, not my birthday...something even better, Mother's Day. My first was journaled and photographed, but the blog had yet to be born. So here I am, celebrating my 2ND Mother's Day. As if the day he was born wasn't a moving experience enough....I now get the joy of being able to relive that moment each year. It's the day that changes you. You're no longer (insert your name here), but now you're someones mom. Wow! It will come with so many challenges, tears, laughter, and so many rewards. I look into his tiny little face and think "we did this, this great miracle, beautiful child, and he's all ours". One day he'll make me Happy Mother's Day cards, pottery with his hand print, curious drawings that I'll need help deciphering, bouquets made from dandelions, breakfast that looks like a soggy mass of goop (maybe cereal? maybe pancake?), and oddball items he thought mommy would love and made daddy purchase (items from the Dollar Store, necklaces that only a rapper could sport, or perfumes that make your eyes water,etc). I'll be known by most as Seth's mom.
This year the boys gave me a whimsical apron and "mommy coupons" to be cashed in at will, bought me an iced coffee, and took me to see the Bonsai Garden Exhibit at Weyerhauser. The day with my two of my favorite guys ( the others being Dad, my brothers Ed and Ben, and my Brother -In- Laws Donny, Joe, and Stephen...of course). Speaking of gifts....Seth is making me a gift in his diaper, duty calls.
Seth, thank you for giving me this day. Love you! Mom
Seth, thank you for giving me this day. Love you! Mom
