Mother’s Day

This is my 9th Mother’s Day. 

Over the years, my expectations of what should happen on Mother’s Day has varied a lot. 

I used to want to sit and do nothing and expected everyone (read: Darrin) to wait on me hand and foot.  I wanted him to do all the dishes, cooking, cleaning, diaper changing, wiping noses, playing with and tending to the kid’s every need. 

Basically I wanted on Mother’s Day to do nothing that was related to being exactly that: a mother.

But since those days when my kids were super little, Mother’s Day has morphed into something else. 

I don’t expect that anymore.  And maybe it’s because now Darrin is hardly home on Sundays or maybe because my kids are a little older now and not quite so demanding, but these days I do everything that I normally do and don’t really think twice about it. 

But I also try to ponder what it means to be a mother and what a humbling and special job it is.  I try to intentionally be the mother that I’ve also wanted to be…not the kind that has a sparkling clean house and clean and neatly dressed children who sit properly at the table and use excellent manners, but the kind that says YES when they want to do something that I know will make a mess and make more work for me later or the type that reads more books, plays more games, and just sits and enjoys them.  I try to celebrate my kids because they are what made me a mother, and they are what I consider my greatest joy and blessing. 

Happy Mother’s Day!

Baby Josh

Baby Andrew

Baby Luke

Baby Ella