Last year, I was eager for Mother's Day. I was looking forward to being able to experience the day on the "other side." I had been a mother for 2 months. Last year I was not dreading it and wishing it to pass quickly. Too many years before last year were spent that way. Last year we were in the thick of the survival period and a day meant to aknowledge the hard job I was doing felt good. I felt honored and proud to finally be a mom.
This year, after over a year of being a mother to Sam and Anna and watching them grow, Mother's Day feels a little differently. As cliche, cheesy or trite as it sounds- I don't need a Mother's Day to celebrate being a mother or a special day to feel honor or proud. Being Sam and Anna's mother and mothering them every day is a gift itself- I feel honored and proud every date on the calendar. Sunday could be any other Sunday and I would be just as happy to wake up and spend all day with them. To eat breakfast in pajamas. To play with toys on the floor. To feel the sunshine while going for a walk. To spend time together as a family- giggling together, dancing together, tickling together, kissing and hugging together.
Although I am looking forward to the day that I get messy art projects from Sam and Anna to show their love for me on Mother's Day (because who doesn't melt a little when you get a gift like that from a child???)- tomorrow could be just any other day.
2 comments:
Exactly my thought! :) Happy M Day again.
Yeah, I agree.
Although I did tell Matt that he's on diaper duty all day. :) But, right now, I feel like Mother's Day is more about celebrating my own mother. Later, when Camden is older and can make me sloppy homemade cards and crafts, it'll probably feel a lot more like Mother's Day.
Post a Comment