Happy Mother's Day

Today was Mother’s Day. It’s still amazing to me to think it’s my fifth one (if you count the one when I was expecting Jacob). I don’t know what it is, but I look forward to and even find myself getting excited for Mother’s Day more and more every year.

More than anything, for me Mother’s Day is a great reminder for me of how blessed I am to have such a wonderful husband and children. I really feel like I am the luckiest woman in the world.

This morning I got to sleep in until 8:30. Then Jeff prepared his fabulous annual Mother’s Day breakfast of crepes filled with yummy strawberries & whipped cream, and grapefruit on the side. I wasn’t the only one loving it, Jacob & Caleb were in heaven with all those strawberries! Matthew was an angel baby, although he spent the entire morning chanting, “da da” despite my futile attempts to get him to say, “ma ma.” That morning Jacob was excited to give me his present, a beautiful little bracelet that he had made for me in preschool. (You’ll notice it in the pictures) and Jeff surprised me with a new paper cutter-the fancy kind with a rotary cutter on one side and a guillotine cutter on the other. As well as a brand new awesome and stylish ‘Fossil’ sports watch. I was so excited, now I don’t have to borrow his every morning when I go running. I really have a super thoughtful, super sweet husband!

Phase two of the day, church, didn’t go quite as perfectly as the morning. Jeff got paged in to the hospital to see a couple patients so after staying for the sacrament he took off and I was on my own with the boys. Jacob sang with the primary, “Mother, I Love You” and did such a great job. It was his first time doing anything like that, and of course, my first time as a mother watching my child participate. I can understand now why mothers get so excited about the Primary Program. Unfortunately we didn’t make it through sacrament meeting. Matthew was starving and wouldn’t wait 20 minutes for the meeting to get over, so I had to march our little troop out into the hallway so Matthew could eat his baby food. I did get my nice little potted Mother’s Day flower though. During the 2^nd and 3^rd hours I spent my time between moving all our bags, carseat & books to my various classrooms, taking Caleb potty a few times, assisting Jacob with a couple ‘issues’, and trying to get Matthew to sleep. He’s usually such a good baby, but today he cried most of the time. So the church period of Mother’s day was, to say, less than ideal. Jeff didn’t get back to pick us up until 4:50pm, almost an hour after church was over. And to top it all off, someone ripped off my flowers! Really…stealing flowers right off of the pew when they’re sitting on top of my bags on Mother’s day…..? Please. Apparently the demand for the flowers was greater than the supply, I wasn’t the only one whose flower was swiped. Oh well.

We headed home where we hurried and got dressed, cooked up some corn on the cob and put together an apple crisp before heading over to have dinner with some friends. We met up with the Newells and Sanders for a BBQ. It was a lot of fun, we had a good time visiting with the adults, the kids had a blast running around together and I was just grateful it didn’t rain. It was fun to be with friends.

We finally headed home around 9, put the kids to bed and called our moms. Even though some parts of the day were crazy, all in all it was a great mothers day. I had told Jeff that one of the things I wanted more than anything was just some pictures of me & the boys together. It doesn’t happen too often, especially when we’re dressed up. We ended up getting a few before church. It was also a good reminder of how difficult it is to get a good picture with everyone looking at the camera with a smile. We didn’t quite accomplish that feat, but we had at least one of each child looking at the camera with a decent look on their face.

I’m sure grateful to be a mother, it really is the best blessing I could ask for. I’m also grateful for my wonderful mothers, grandmothers and amazing women in my life.