Mom Time Monday: Mothers Day #2


mother's day 2013I’m still in a bit of disbelief that yesterday I celebrated my second mother’s day. The fact that my baby is old enough to have been a part of our family for two mother’s days just doesn’t seem possible, but it is. I celebrated in the best way possible: with my family, my mom included. {Being several states away means that doesn’t always happen.}

All day long I saw messages popping up about wonderful mother’s day gifts and special brunches and dinners out. But to me, the best way to celebrate the day is with our moms and those that made us moms, and that’s exactly what I did. In all honesty, I completely forgot that I get to be celebrated on mother’s day- I thought about what to do with my mom and with my mother-in-law. I completely forgot that I’m a mom too, which is funny since I’m reminded of that all day long. Everywhere I look there are tiny reminders of the fact that I really, truly am a mom, even when my son’s not there.

The plastic toy I dig out of the couch cushion at night when I’m looking for the remote. The cheerful ditty that plays too loudly when I trip over a toy motorcycle on my way up to bed. The white spots of milk splayed all over the backseat of my car, from almost empty milk cups thrown in anger- or delight.

And best of all, the reminders of what a joy it is to be someone’s mom: the heavy rise and fall of his chest at night as he lay asleep, still for the first time that day; the outstretched arms reaching up towards me with a silent plea of “mommy, hold me”; the little laugh of delight when I guess correctly what he wants or the shrieks of delight when I let him bounce on top of me as I lay helpless on the floor.

I may have forgotten that mother’s day is a holiday I’ve been given the honor to celebrate, but it doesn’t matter, because it’s something I’m lucky enough to celebrate every moment of every day.