Mother's Day

Today is Mother's Day. It has been a sweet day around here. I got a shower, did my hair, and my make up! I wore jeans (a rare thing in quarantine). We had brunch, we facetimed my mom and grandma, and then Dan's parents. It wasn't the same as being together, but it was good to see their faces. We watched church online and spent the day with some friends who are like family. We grilled out and ate some delicious homemade brownies. I was given some shoes I had been wanting and some plants for our yard. We played games and listened to music while dancing in the kitchen. I didn't do the dishes and didn't have to handle any of the discipline.

Being a mom is the best job in the world. It is the thing I always wanted. I have loved babies since I could say the word baby. I wanted a gaggle of kids. I don't think I could ever comprehend the depth of emotion motherhood could bring until I experienced it. I was blessed to become a mom at a young age. I have had children grow in my womb. I have lost a child. I have waited for a child. I have loved a child who only called me mommy for a short time. I have felt joy, terror, pain, fulfillment, loss, and had so much fun.

Motherhood is messy. I have been covered in bodily fluid, cleaned Vaseline out of sheet and off walls, cut gum out of hair, done more loads of laundry than I can count. Motherhood is sticky floors and messy faces. It is paint and school projects. It is angry outbursts from a preteen. It is long talks and sibling fights. It is complicated relationships with birth moms that are not quickly explained.  It is being ok with awkward moments in public when a child throws a tantrum and you have to carry them out of there surf board style.

This mom gig is pretty much the best. These people I made are making me a much better human. They bring me to my knees daily and keep me humble. They push me to be better. They are turning into really fun young adults. I love each day with them. I am so blessed this Mother's day and every day to be their mom.