This year on Mother's Day I felt an enormous amount of gratitude - grateful to be the mother of one amazing girl already, and grateful for the new baby that will make me a mother of two.
I also felt gratitude for the gifts. And for the opportunity to be treated like a queen by hanging it over my family's heads that they needed to wait on me. Because it's Mother's Day afterall. Can you please get me another soda? And don't forget the ice.
Michael was in Michigan for work the week leading up to Mother's Day. He didn't mention the upcoming holiday at all and I was concerned he didn't actually realize it was approaching. So I took matters into my own hands and purchased a chicken pot pie for my dinner.
And then I dropped it on the ground while extracting it from the trunk.
I nearly wept.
But don't worry...my dear husband awoke early on Saturday morning after a long day of travel the night before and purchased a replacement. He even cooked it on Mother's Day. It was delicious and I ate like a horse.
Much to my delight, he also bought me a surprise. And Kitty made me the best drawing of the Northern Lights. And she answered questions about me at church. We won't dwell on the fact that she thinks I'm 47. When I told her that it's actually her father who is that ancient, she replied, "Well, I knew it was one of you." It's always Michael who is the geezer. Always.
We had a delightful day of games and relaxing. Kitty even braved touching my swollen feet and painted my toenails.
It was bliss.
And next year I'll get double the love because I'll have 2 kids. 2!
Happy Mother's Day to me!
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