Mother's Day

There's one day a year dedicated to mothers and I soaked it up this year. When the kids came in our room at 6:30am I didn't fight John when he jumped up too and told me to go back to bed. I seemed to have lost my sleeping in skills because between 8 and 9am I kept looking at my clock and finally woke up because I couldn't possibly sleep any longer. The boys, including John, performed Mother's Day songs in their jammies and gave me roses and chocolates.

Mother's Day is reminder for me to have more patience and appreciate each little soul that we have brought into this world. Sometimes I feel like I should get "Crappy Mother of the Year" award for my lack of well....everything. But this day makes me try a little harder. And as I talk to my mom friends, they all feel the same way. We're all just trying to figure out motherhood and do our best. That's all you can do.

Austin made this picture of me and at first I was caught off guard at how "breathtaking" it was but I told him how much I liked it. He had a shocked look on his face and said, "I can't believe you really like it. I'm not that good at drawing." But the blue haired, wonk eyed, snaggled tooth portrait of me melted my heart because he had worked so hard on it. He's not really into artsy things at all. And I think it's little moments like that which can define self esteem and self worth.



I am definitely not the perfect mother. It's 12:30 pm here and my one year is still in his pajamas with a chocolate smeared face, Austin is pouting because he's deathly sick and we are MAKING him take a picture, and Brock's pants are way too short. But they are mine. And they are funny.

Austin and Wes stayed home with John because I had to teach nursery (which they ended up covering for me for Mother's Day). So I watched Brock on stage sing the Mother's Day songs. He mouthed them really big and kept giving me thumbs up and pointing to me.

The guy behind me in church said, "that is the funniest thing I've ever seen." 

I whispered back, "And he's the shy one."

We headed to Wendy's where Ty and John fixed an amazing dinner of steak, crab, salad, corn, strawberry shortcake and cheesecake from Cheesecake Factory.

Which was nice because then I could hang out with my kids and Wendy instead of being in the kitchen. Beyblades are their favorites right now. I think this is the only time Aus left his blanket on the couch. Poor little sick guy.

I'm grateful for my own mom who I realize more and more as I get older, is very wise. She's never quick to offer advice. She lets us work through things on our own and guides us quietly. She is more patient than I will ever be and takes the roll of a mother seriously. Whenever I complain about what kids have done to my body she always said that she always told Heavenly Father to take whatever he needed so that she would have healthy and strong kids. I am still working on being that selfless. Love you mom!