mothers day

Despite what you might originally think, I love Mother's Day. I don't enjoy it because it's necessarily a celebration of me, but what the holiday is celebrating...

Mothers.

photo by adam

Being a mother is one of the greatest experiences of my life, but it's also one of the most challenging. I have come to realize most things in life that are worth anything are also the ones that will try us the most. So even though some days I get up and think, I can't do this anymore, I see my adorable three little girls and want nothing more than to be everything that they want and need. It's such a crazy feeling to know that I'm responsible for them. Me. Responsible. At times it's a weight I feel on every inch of my body and other times it's the greatest joy I can imagine. I'm not sure there is an in between...at least not yet. So I continue on this journey called motherhood hoping that one day I will understand it, the things that we do and the stresses we put on ourselves, so that when that day comes I can see clearly through the rough.

Besides giving me time to reflect, I love Mother's Day because it's the time I am showered with the most handmade gifts. It was the gifts I loved giving the most as a child and it's the gifts I love receiving the most. Here is what my darling girls made for me this year.

a notepad from Bella

a shrinky dink necklace from Tess

a paper mache flower from Megan

Oh and I don't want to forget my sweet Adam who is always so wonderful to me and especially on this day. Along with redoing my bathroom, soon to be done, he gave me a box of chocolates.


Thanks love for making my day fabulous.