Historically, Mother's Day has not been my favorite. My first Mother's Day ten years ago was the day they transferred my precious baby from the PICU to the transplant unit. My second, I was a pregnant grieving mother. Over the years, it wasn't usually a good experience. Even last year, it wasn't great, as Rob shared something we me (that I needed to know) which ruined my mood for the day. So, as usual, my hopes weren't high for a great day. I couldn't have been more wrong. I didn't get a day, I got the best weekend with my sweet family and felt more loved than ever.
Rob is the BEST at sending flower. My front office staff always rave about how I get the most flowers. He sends them for our anniversary, my birthday, Valentine's Day, Mother's Day and usually just once just because. His cards are usually my favorite part. Rarely do I not cry when I read his words. Most of them are hanging on my board next to my desk at work. Three are across the bottom of the computer monitor. Friday morning started off with a lovely bouquet of flowers, including my favorite lillies. He knows me well.
An easy home night was perfect Friday night with the four of us. Saturday was a big family night, hosted for the first time in OUR NEW HOME (Yay!! We love it!). My mom, grandma, brother, his wife and daughter all joined us for an easy fun night where the volume of three children quickly sounded more like eight.
Finally came Mother's Day. It was more than I could have asked for. Maggie and Katie showered me with hugs and kisses. Maggie wrote me two beautiful letters at school and Katie's preschool teacher had a sweet letter she helped Katie write. Oh, these girls. What a blessing it is to be their mother. We went out for an adventure. All I ever wanted for Mother's Day was a family day planned for me. Rarely did this ever happen. It did this time. We went to church as a family, out to brunch, then headed down to the Dallas Arboretum. There was a free outdoor concert from the US Navy Band and tons of fun with the kids. By the time we got home, we decided a leftover night was exactly what we needed. They gave me some thoughtful gifts that the girls picked out themselves and the new rolling kitchen cart I've been wanting. Then, I was sent to relax in bed! YES!
Happy Mother's Day to everyone who celebrated. Thank you to the three loves of my life who made me feel important and loved. Doesn't everyone deserve that?