This is my first mother’s day with baby A, last year it was
the hardest day of the year. It feel within a day or two of Max’s estimated due
date. So I was doubly reminded I was not a mother. Though technically Baby A existed last year for mother's day... I just didn't know it. This year it was bliss. My
baby was a charmer, and my hubby was a wonderful treat. I woke up Sunday morning
to the smell of bacon, which is the best smell to wake up to ever, and to my
hubs putting my bubbly happy little man next to me in bed to say good morning.
I cuddled and fed Baby A while hubs finished making French toast and bacon then
I brought the baby with me to the kitchen and saw that ‘Baby A’ had written me
a happy mother’s day card and gotten me a candle that I had been wanting. We spent
a leisurely hour eating and hanging out as a family before getting ready for
church. Baby A wore an “I love mommy” outfit and I got to shower with the door
closed and without rushing.
Church had all the moms stand up at the end and
each mom was given a rose from ‘their kids’ to recognize how awesome we are… I know
right?! My little man promptly grabbed a hold of my rose and tried to stick it
in his mouth. Then wouldn’t let it go, and when I pried it out of his little
clenched fists he verbally protested. Fine, you can keep it. I love you too.
We drove home and cuddled the baby, watched the Amazing
Race, and ate a delish salad with strawberries and goat cheese. That’s how we
spent the rest of the day. Together on the chair watching TV and hanging out
with the baby. Though the baby didn’t watch TV, he’s not allowed. Everything
else has been uneventful… Baby A is now 16 weeks old! Time FLIES
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