Mother's Day

Mother’s Day. A day I have both loathed and loved. First, I wanted to give a shout out to all of the “mom’s in waiting” that are still out there. Your time will come. I know it’s hard and it seems like it will never happen for you. Just have faith and believe.


I tried to think of a post this year that would encompass everything that I feel about Mother’s Day now. I don’t know if I’ll come up with the right words so instead, I’ll just give examples of the things I love:

I love when my son puts his arms around my neck and wants me to lay my head on his chest when I’m tucking him in at night.

I love when my daughter’s eyes get big with excitement when she asks me to tickle her

I love that my son is athletic like his Daddy

I love that my daughter has an artistic side like me

I love to hear my kids laugh and play with each other

I love when my son tells me he is going to dream about me when he goes to sleep

I love when my son tells me he missed me when I pick them up after work

I love when my daughter makes a joke and giggles endlessly

I love that my kids are happy and healthy

I love that my kids like to help me in the kitchen

I love that my kids still like to crawl in my lap for a snuggle

I love that my son is an active, thoughtful and outgoing little boy. I love that my daughter is a smart, sensitive and sometimes shy little girl.


What do I want for Mother’s Day? Not a thing – I already have it.